[h2]Esme Stirling[/h2]

The raising of Dean’s eyebrow to her offer of driving didn’t go unnoticed, and it made her smile. Esme figured he wasn’t much for being a passenger, but it was nice he went along with her wanting to drive. When Sam came over, the look Dean gave him made her smile a little. She herself worried about Sam being alone with Madison too, but if they both trusted Castiel, she could too. She looked at Dean when she heard his worried sigh and saw his nervous smile, but she gave a small smile in return at his words. 

Her smile grew as he pulled her with him, then took her and hand linked his fingers with her. She gave his hand a squeeze before she looked over her shoulder at Sam. “Be careful, Sam. Call us if anything happens.” She caught his nod before she turned her head back and walked to her car with Dean. 
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As they took their seats at the bar, Esme took a quick look around. This was a place she could see Dean visiting frequently while in town. She then let her eyes fall back on Dean, noticing his smile to the female bartender. She then turned her gaze to the female bartender, noticing how she knew his order. Esme gave her a warm smile as she asked her what she’d like. She was about to answer when Dean wrapped his arm around the back of her barstool and answered for her. She couldn’t help but give a little smirk as well. 

The thought of being able to finally relax was almost too hard to believe. She thanked the bartender when she slid her glass to her, then turned to Dean with her hand resting around the glass. She raised an eyebrow at his question, a smirk coming to her lips. [i]Already hitting the awkward questions I see.[/i] she thought to herself. “Oh yeah, all the time.” she said, carrying on with the joke. She looked at him, the smirk still resting on her lips that threatened to turn into a grin.