Sam's thoughts were split in two. On one side, he was thinking of the guilt of not being able to save Adam, but the other half he was wrapped up in the subject of conversation he was having with AnnaBeth. That subject matter was what would they call their baby girl when she was born. He knew AnnaBeth would go into labor really any day now, it was only a matter of time until they were welcoming a new child into the world... a world of fear and hatred and war.. the apocalypse. Not exactly the perfect time he knew, but you just can't always guarantee and plan these things. He knew though, that he would die protecting this girl and AnnaBeth. 

When AnnaBeth suggested a possible name, he thought about it and sort of liked the ring to the name Riley, but when their unborn daughter clearly wriggled in disgust at the name against them both inside her womb, he couldn't help but chuckle. "Okay.. not Riley," He smiled, rubbing his thumb up and down AnnaBeth's arm lovingly. 

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Mika was away from the motel as it was her turn for the supply run aka food and drink. They needed a few supplies as well, so she decided she may as well get everything and meet them all back at the motel. She also felt it was only right to get some stuff for AnnaBeth and Sam, ready for when their daughter was born. It's not like they could just go into a hospital for her labor when it's an supernatural baby birth. Last thing they needed was for any motel staff to get into a conflict with them for AnnaBeth doing something that is perfectly natural. Even if it wasn't in this motel- which is very unlikely, it would be any motel. Or in Dean's nightmare- in Baby.... the impala. 

She soon enough made it back to the motel and stopped off at Sam and AnnaBeth's room giving them the signature knock, so they knew it was her. "Guys, I got the food and some stuff for you, open up." She called through, and as she waited, Sam carefully got up and walked over to the door, opening it up and taking what Mika gave him. "Thanks Meeko," Sam told her, and this took Mika by surprise a little bit, as it had been quite a few weeks since Sam felt he could use her nickname that he gave her when they were kids. "Any time.. how you both doing?" Mika questioned, "Good... talking names," Sam replied. "Good luck with that, shout if you need anything," She told him, before patting him on his arm and leaving their room, to head to hers and Dean's. 

She walked down two doors to their, pulling out her roomkey, opening the door. "I'm back, with food and much earned drinks," She said, holding up their rations, only to instantly feel negativity filing the room between Dean, Arik and Castiel. "Woah.... I could cut the tension with a knife in here.. can we all just chill just for a few minutes?" She suggested, dumping the chinese take out bag on the table and cracking open a can of beer.