[h2]Esme Stirling[/h2]

Esme watched the smile on Dean’s face grow at her joking around with him. She couldn’t remember him ever smiling like this, and it looked like it was doing him a world of good. She made a mental note to try to get in more moments like this with him. She loved seeing this side of him. At Dean’s sudden action, she gave a little jump and a squeak of surprise. She wasn’t expecting him to kiss her so quickly after meeting back up, but it was nice. Her eyes closed, and she kissed him back before he pulled away. 

She slowly opened her eyes, seeing him smiling softly at her. A rosiness came to her cheeks as she smiled back, her eyes dropped a bit. She looked back up as he spoke, feeling at a loss for words, but still gave a laugh of her own. When he brushed his nose against hers, her eyes closed once again, followed by a bigger smile. “I guess you’re right. I don’t have a choice now.” she whispered with a laugh in her tone. She kept her eyes closed a little longer, still feeling the tingle on her lips from his kiss and was spreading. 

Opening her eyes, she lifted her head more to look at him, her nose brushing his in the process. “But I did say I was staying.” Her tone was soft and warm, as well as her smile. After him kissing her, how could she not?


[h2]Sam Winchester[/h2]

Sam let go of her hand when she was out of the booth and at his side. He put an arm around her, resting his hand on her arm, then pulled his phone from his pocket with the other. “I don’t think they would have gone too far. Knowing Dean, he’d stay pretty close.” he told her. He then used his phone as a flashlight and led them out of the diner. “If anyone can help you gain control, it would be Cas.” he told her when they reached the door. He walked out with her held close to him, his eyes darting around to make sure no one was coming towards them. 

He then led the way at a pace Madison could easily keep up with across the street and down the sidewalk. He knew there was a park nearby and assumed they would be there. “I have a feeling they might be at the park.” he said, looking down at her. “It would be the best place for them to talk.” He then lifted his gaze to look ahead of them. He knew he could have called him, but he felt bad for having to ruin his time with Esme. Not to mention, the walk and fresh air were helping him clear his head and think properly. 

It wasn’t that far and could easily be seen up ahead. As they neared, he could make out a couple on a bench near the lake. Sam was pretty sure it was them. When they finally were in shouting distance, he could see it was in fact them. “Dean!” he called, closing the distance. He knew their windblown look would probably get a decent reaction from Dean.