[h2] Dean Winchester [/h2]

Dean heard Sam step out as he lowered Esme to her feet.  He was feeling a little overwhelmed by how nice he was being.  He surprised himself, but she was just different from anyone he had ever met.  

Dean couldn’t help himself when she smiled, loving the feeling of the room at that moment.  He almost didn’t want to leave.  He leaned in and took her bottom lip between his teeth smiling with a snarled nose.  He even playfully growled at her, which caused him to internally ask himself what the hell was going on?

When he released it he nodded, “You don’t look very hungover, but I think I could make that work.  I know a place.  C’mon…”


He pecked her on the lips and pulled away from her completely, taking her hand, “Do you have everything?  Need me to grab anything else?”

[h2] Madison and Castiel [/h2]

“Just concentrate…”, Castiel whispered, leaning in close to Madison’s ear from behind.  She was staring intently at a quarter that Cas had laid on the table in front of her.  She stared at it harder, squinting her eyes a bit, and it slid about an inch across the table, “Good!  That was very good.”

“I did it!  I moved the money!”, she shouted, turning to Castiel and throwing her arms around his neck.  Castiel responded by going still, but slowly brought his arms up around her back, and hugged her tightly, “Esme needs to see this.  And Dean!  Dean will trust me more.”

“I don’t know about that, just yet.  Listen, Madison…”, Castiel explained, pulling back from her, but keeping his hand resting against her jaw, “Dean is good.  He feels things on a level that most of us cannot even begin to comprehend.  And right now, he’s running off of fear, which is probably his most dangerous emotion.  The best way that you can get through to Dean is to give him a reason…to respect you.”

“What does that mean?”, Madison asked him.  He shook his head sadly and shrugged his shoulders.

“When I find out, I’ll let you know. For now, let’s work on breathing…”, Cas finished with a sigh.  He dropped his hand from her face, patting her arm as their exercises continued, waiting for the others to return.