[b]MIKA CHAMBERS[/b]

She didn't want harper on about his death, but she couldn't help it and as much as she knew he was right, they always said protect the living, she just lost her mind when he died. The whole group did, granted she lost it a lot more than everyone else but that hour was fuelled with so many arguments, none of them were thinking clearly, not just her. 

As he kissed her forehead, she closed her eyes savouring his kiss as she always did, lightly nodding as he told her he'd go insane if something happened to her. Those simple words putting her at ease over absolutely everything once again. "I know and i'm sorry. I tried protecting Sam and Annabeth, tried to get to the other as well when I was jumped. I swear, I tried to protect everyone else" she told him quietly and softly. 

It was mostly true as well, she didn't just stand there but the moment she was put into a lockhold there was only something she could do before she got hit from behind and it wasn't like Sam tried coming out of the vault to help her even though Annabeth begged him to. She just wasn't going to tell Dean that as she knew that'd piss him off greatly. 

"I'm just glad you're back now." she added as he kissed her knuckles as his version of a surrender. She didn't want to tell him that everyone in the room wanted to burn his body from the get go, she didn't need to give him the extra stress of the unsaid information. She also didn't want to think about how he'd be if it was her that died, knowing how he can get when she gets injured on a job. 

She then lowered her hand in his and leaned forwrd kissing him, letting it linger to tell him that she accepted the white flag gesture and there was no need to dwell on what could have been much longer, before pulling away and looking him in the eyes. "I'll be okay when these painkillers kick in." she reassured him as best she could, resting her forehead against his. 

[b]NATALIA WINCHESTER[/b]

Nat felt bad when she saw Mika go to the kitchen clearly to get painkillers and none of them had done anything to truly see if she was okay. Sure, she checked if Mika was still alive but other than that, none of them even looked in Mika's direction because of their worry about Dean being dead, albeit temporarily and Annabeth choosing to go with the Angel.

She could see how Dean was being quite forceful with Mika to make her take the tablets and water, as well as doing what they all should have...make sure her concussion wasn't bad enough to need her being taken to hospital. It made her feel utterly disappointed in absolutely every single one of them in the room. 

Yet the moment she saw the two lovebirds be close once again, she smiled to herself glad that they were still on good terms and not fighting....again. She also noticed how Cason couldn't resist but look at the two them but didn't fully understand why Cason would want to watch. Was he learning about the group? Wondering how they were still good? Or was he simply wondering how Dean was still alive and how Mika was? She just couldn't put her finger on it, but then took note of how he changed his attention to Esme again. 

His attention and the way he was with Esme was curious to say the least. She could have sworn that Cason was almost taking notes from what he witnessed in the kitchen to know how to wake Esme up, and if that the case, then maybe Cason being smitten with Esme would keep any drama possibly from breaking out between Esme, Mika and Dean. Though she wasn't holding her breath for it. 

[b]SAM WINCHESTER[/b]

He watched Annabeth run to him, before slowing down then realising it was safe to sprint to him which she did. The moment she got to him, he watched as she fell onto her knees noticing how bad of a state she truly was and wondered what the hell happened. Did she kill Alistair? 

He listened to her sob and confess about killing 'them all' which made him instantly kneel down in front of her and lift her head to look at him. "Them all?" he questioned, looking in her eyes and seeing the torment that she had. Her eyes didn't seem to have that strong bright blue hue anymore, but instead they were dull and scared. 

He helped her up onto her feet and opened the back seat car door so she could just have all the room she needed to curl up in the back seat. "Lets get you back to Bobby's...you can tell me all about it then and get you cleaned up" he told her softly, even if he was freaking out in his mind at what happened to her, at what Alistair made her do. He was terrified FOR her, not of her. 

This Alistair needed to be taken out....and fast. As well as any angel that was siding with him. They messed with Annabeth, killed his brother, almost killed someone he saw as a sister in law. It was now very very personal and he was done playing their games. 

He got into the driver's seat when he was satisfied that Annabeth was safe in his car and drove as quickly as possible back to Bobby's which took him a matter of two minutes as he went a tad faster than the legal speed limit and was closer to Bobby's than he initially thought.