Hearing that yet again Sam and JOhn were at each other's throats wasn't much of a surprise but the fact Sam actually left this time was a surprise. "OH boy..." he sighed, letting Dean walk through the house to wherever he wanted to be whilst he followed on. He noticed something wrapped round Dean's hand but couldn't quite work out exactly what it was at first from the way Dean was gripping it. "Sure, the good stuff is in the living room, you know where" he told him. He didn't let it show in his reply, but hearing that he had questions about Mika momentarily caught him off guard. [i]'I was wondering when this day would creep back up'[/i] he thought to himself. He knew he had to try and lie as much as possible, especially with Mika out of the house. 

"What has Sam said about her? I thought you moved on" he eventually managed to get the courage to say back to him. To say he was worried about how these next few minutes or hours were going to pan out would be an understatement. He knew if he slipped up only once, Mika would absolutely be pissed off with him, so he had tread carefully with this. 

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Mika managed to get free from the tree with a swipe of her hand to shove the spirit off of her, where she clambered across the ground trying to find her lighter. It took a little bit of scurrying around, but she finally found it and got it to finally light where she threw it into the remains, seeing them burst into flames and the spirit screamed as it dissipated and left this plain. 

With it over, she let herself lay on the floor and sigh. "Finally....so much for an easy hunt" she complained to herself, as she let herself regulate her breathing better so she wasn't panting. "Man I need a drink" she sighed.