[h2]Esme Stirling[/h2]

Esme looked up at him as he nodded his head with a shrug to her question. A grin came to her lips, followed by a giggle. “Ah, then I accomplished something today.” She fell silent as he fell into thought. She knew he was going through the options they had, and she knew he was worried about Sam and her. She didn’t know Sam except for Dean had told her about it, but she had to admit she was worried about him too. Though as she thought about him being in a place with heavy warding and an angel, her worry faded a little. The place would be hard for anything to get into, like a fortress. 

Not to mention she could see how much Dean needed to get away from everything that had been going on. She could clearly see it written on his face. Since they had been at the bar, she could see the good it was doing. He was smiling, laughing, and dancing. His tense shoulders had even relaxed. All this was happening, and he only had two triple shots. It was a tad surprising. She focused back on him as he stared blankly past her at the bar. She almost said something when his eye twitched, and he smiled as he looked at her. She gave a warm smile in return to his words and his touch. “If you……” his kiss cut her off. 

She returned his kiss with her own as he led her backwards to a wall, then pressed her hips against it. As he nibbled her lip, she smiled as she slid her right hand up his chest and neck to rest on his cheek, stroking it with her thumb. Esme then kissed him again, deepening it after a moment.