Mika smirked as Dean walked up to her before continuing forward and grabbing the vampire she had just beat the crap out of to get free of. There was no way she was going to let herself be taken tonight of all nights and make Dean feel any kind of guilt or grief because she got snapped up. They had a good run in being able to avoid vampires together and she didn't want to break that now.

She stepped to the side as she watched Dean drag the vampire to the bar and hack the head off with all his remaining might, seeing the head roll onto the ground making her step to one side to start heading to Dean at the bar whilst a bartender grabbed him an ice pack. She found herself still replaying Dean called her 'his girl' before ehe killed the vampire over and over in her head which sent her own flutters in her heart hearing it. 

With Dean collapsing onto his knees out of exhaustion, she walked over and sat down next to him, as he felt down his nose coming to the conclusion it was broken. She took his face into her hands to check him over as he asked her if she was okay, smirking slightly as he admitted she kicked ass. "I'll have a great big headache from the headbutt later but I'm pretty sure I'm okay" she told him, having not even checked herself over yet and completely unaware that she sustained some hefty but not life threatened scratches from the broken furniture on her left side in her natural waist. 

Feeling his nose for herself, she sighed, "I can fix that for you if you want" she told him, "but I'm glad you're still alive. Thought I was gonna lose you at one point. Can't believe you became the damsel this time round" she gave him a small smile, trying to lighten the mood as best she could. Looking around, she found a bar towel hanging off the edge of the bar so she leaned over and grabbed it, using it to wipe Dean's face of the vampire ood that she had some blame for getting on him. 

She didn't even think about the blood that was on her cheeks from the vampires she killed. Feeling far too wrapped up in how Dean was. "only we can go on a date night and end up on a improvised hunt" she half chuckled. It was during this chuckle that she suddenly felt something not entirely right and looked down at her waist and saw a splintered shard of wood in her side, but not deeply, it bring clear to her that it scratched her at some pii t and lodged itself in her skin like splinter. "well shit" she simply said.