[h2]Esme Stirling[/h2]

Esme smiled sweetly again at Dean’s pout and shrug, then closed her eyes and shook her head gently at his comment before giving a little laugh of her own. Opening them again, she looked at Dean, watching him fighting to keep his eyes open as she continued to trace over his hand with her fingers. It brought a smile to her lips even as he spoke about her being the only one to see his softer side. “I know you did.” she whispered. Though, she still didn’t see the harm in the older woman seeing his softer side. When the older woman came back to the window, Esme continued to trace over Dean’s hand with her fingers as she looked over at the woman with a warm smile and thanked her as Dean took the bag. 

Turning back to Dean and him shaking the bag in front of her, she gave a warm laugh at his words and looked down at their hands again. “Looks like I finally figured out the technique to mellow you out completely then.” she said as she lifted her gaze. She then rested her hand on top of his for a moment, then held his hand in hers, bringing them up to her lips and softly kissing the back of his fingers as she closed her eyes briefly. “It’s good to know in case you get too overwhelmed.” she spoke softly against his fingers. She gave his fingers one more soft kiss before bringing them from her lips and setting his hand back down on her thigh, letting her fingers softly glide off the back of his hand. 

“I appreciate you feeding my protesting belly.” she smiled sweetly. “Then again, I knew you wouldn’t let me go hungry.” She then turned from him, putting her hands on the steering wheel and pulled out of the drive thru, a content smile resting upon her lips as she did. 


[h2]Sam Winchester[/h2]

Sam leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest as he listened to Castiel, giving a simple nod. He knew it was going to be hard convincing Dean. He felt also bad himself for talking behind Dean’s back. He looked down at the table as he listened to Castiel, then closed his eyes as he went over everything. “I agree. It shouldn’t be too hard to keep her close, unless she wants to be around Esme. I don’t see her letting Dean do anything. The two of them formed a pretty close bond in the short time they were together. In fact, she’s the one that found Madison when she ran away from us.” he told Castiel, his eyes still closed. 

“Esme gave her clothes to wear and showed her kindness, and was even going to feed her.” He let out a sigh through his nose. “There’s something different about her I can’t quite put my finger on. She hugged Madison and she almost instantly calmed down.” he said thoughtfully. Sam fell quiet as he went into thought, going over the events of the previous day and how everything had played out. He was pulled from his thoughts as Castiel spoke again. He gave a simple nod. “Right, we don’t need her scared as soon as she wakes up.” he said as he opened his eyes. Sam leaned forward and pushed himself from the chair and onto his feet. 

“Let’s hope you’re right about this.” He then turned from Castiel and headed to the room Madison had gone into. He gently pushed open the slightly cracked door and stepped into the room, then walked over to the bed. He looked down at her sleeping form for a moment before taking in a deep breath. “Madison?” He said her name softly as he placed a gentle hand on her shoulder.