Bobby nodded to Mika gently, shrugging his shoulders, “You’re probably feeling some things that you’re not used to feeling, all things considered.  It’s been a lot having Dean back with us, with everything that has happened.”

Dean nodded at Bobby’s words, bringing the towel up to his nose, and wiping at some of the drying blood with his free hand.  He brought his other hand to the side of her face, rubbing her cheek with his fingertips as he held her to him, “I know you were worried but…”

When she mentioned the books, Bobby nodded his head back onto his shoulders, in a complete understanding of what had caused the night terrors this time, “Ah.  I thought we had had a talk about those books…If I remember, they’re what caused the last big one, right?”

Dean watched Mika drink the dark liquid in her cup, as he nursed his nose, wondering what books they were talking about that could have caused these kind of night terrors in a hunter, like Mika, even with the trauma.