[b]NATALIA WINCHESTER[/b]

The fact that Natalia felt she could just take the preferred alcohlic drink she wanted from Bobby's desk, or at least, make it obvious which one she wanted, was a real testament to how much she had been accepted into the Winchester clan over time. She smiled and nodded as he told her to help herself after he got the glasses down and once again said she was his favourite kid. "Thanks Bobby, I hold that status with great pride" she smiled back at him as she poured them both the drinks. 

Just as she took the glass into her hand and took her first sip, she heard Dean and Esme arrive and sighed. She acknowledged their arrival, but still made it clear in her eyes that she was highly disappointed in him. At his question, she was about to answer when he saw Mika out the kitchen window heading toward the house. "Been sat in her car being an absolute wreck, no thanks to you" she pointed out flatly. 

She genuinely didn't know that Mika had been sleeping with Cason and thought Mika had been in her car the entire time. "You know..the car she sped and almost crashed and killed us and some innocent person?" she couldn't help but add then took another sip of her drink, savouring the taste as it flowed down her throat. "And before you ask, I've got her keys so she can't drive off" she then said finally. "But Dean she is seriously hurt this time." she sighed. 

[b]MIKA CHAMBERS[/b]

When Cason's hand brushed across her tattoo covered scar she flinched and froze for a moment. She hated anyone touching them if it wasn't Dean as she didn't want people to ask about the scars or give her pity for living with them. She certainly didn't want that from a demon, even if he was attractive. 

It was him saying that Dean could never know that hit her hard and it was obivous it did as she stopped for a brief moment before continuing on and stepping out of the car. She didn't even notice that Cason left his jacket in her car. 

As she got closer to the house she too heard Dean's voice and once again she found herself freezing mid step for a few seconds. She saw the result of her punch on his face even from her distance and looked down at the gravel below her feet as she heard Cason freaking out. 

Stepping out of sight of the window she turned to Cason, "Just remain cool, act casual. You walk in there looking skittish and he'll know something is up" she told him, even though she starting to second guess her decision of going inside herself. Was going inside really such a good idea? She hovered near the door, Dean's confused look on his face burning on her eyes as he clearly wondered what she was doing out there. 

She hovered her hand over the door handle hesitating about going inside, wondering if she hesitated long enough maybe Dean would come out to her, but did she want that? She didn't know. She hated being scared of going into her own home, her safe place. 

[b]SAM WINCHESTER[/b]

He smiled as she broke away from the kiss and nuzzled his nose with her own. The action felt so familiar and unfamiliar at the same time and quite frankly, he revelled in it. He kissed her back again as she did, matching her kiss as he held her face to his the entire time. 

He didn't want to let her go and he knew even though the muffled noises of voices could be heard upstairs, telling him that the group had come back from the bar, no one was bound to be coming down to check on them for a little while. He didn't know that anything had gone down between the others in their group, and if he was honest with himself, he really didn't care in this brief moment that something did happen. 

He was too mentally and physically wrapped up in Anna being back in his life that she was all he wanted to care about. He let his hands travel down to her neck, to her shoulders and arms then down further so he could lift her up and hold her to him closer.