“I am done with the stitches…I just gotta bandage you up.  Hold still for a few more seconds.”, he answered her, smiling gently at her.  He then shrugged his shoulder at her concern about telling Bobby the news, “Well, it was his idea for us to come.  So, it’s not like he can defend much.  I definitely want to remind him that there’s no such thing as an ‘easy hunt’, after this…”

Dean took the vodka from her hand gently, bringing it down to her leg and pouring it over the new stitches for an extra protection.  He sighed heavily and wiped his brow, happy to be done.  He ripped open a roll of gauze and slowly wrapped it around her leg, making sure it was tight, but not tight enough to hurt them.  Once finished, he taped it down, and cut the bandage, patting her on the foot.

“There. All better…”, he muttered, taking a drink of the vodka, himself.  A knock at the door surprised him a bit, and he stood from the bed, trying not to move the mattress too much as he did so, and walked over to answer the door.

As soon as he opened it, the woman from the front desk met him with a warm smile, still staring at the fact that he was shirtless.  He leaned an arm over his head, and against the doorframe as she held out the bag of supplies he had asked her for.  He smiled brightly at her.

“Thank you, lovely lady.  Let me…”, he pulled his wallet from his back pocket again, whipping it open and pulling out the least wet hundred dollar bill he had.  As he handed it to her, she brushed her hand down his arm, starting at his elbow and ending at his hand, taking the money from him.  He raised his eyebrows at her as she slipped the bill into her bra with a smile, “You have a good night, alright?”

He turned from the door, hearing a loud gasp from the woman as he turned his back to her, and closed the door.  He furrowed his brow, recognizing the tone of that gasp as her seeing something she was terrified of.  He simply shrugged it off and returned to the bed.

“Let’s sit you up and get some stuff down you.”, he smiled down at Mika, putting the bag on the end table and pulling the iron pills and a water from inside.  He shook the pills at her and sat down beside her, opening the bottle and pouring two into his hand.  He then unscrewed the lid of the water and held both hands out to her.