[b]NATALIA WINCHESTER[/b]

Nat could tell that her words hit hard with Dean and she was glad of it. He didn't have to like the words, they weren't said to be liked, they were said to drill home the severity of his actions. She listened to his words, finding that due to the amount of time he had been with Mika albeit, on and off, then he should know even more that his actions were completely and utterly wrong. THat by now he shouldn't even be thinking of kissing another woman. But that was her opinion. 

She looked up when Bobby stood up and went over to Dean, seeing the highly protective uncle figure coming out for the first time in a very long time. It took a lot for Bobby to stand by his niece in Natalia's opinion so when Bobby did get like this with Dean she knew even more so how out of line Dean was. She even gave a discreet flinch at him calling Dean a dickhead whilst reminding him this wasn't the first time he had been as such to Mika. 

Yet Dean cut Bobby off back, and practically yelled at him back, whilst also bringing her into it. "Now hang on!" she spoke up pissed that he was accusing them of sitting around and doing nothing to find a solution to this shitshow, but it was no use, she couldn't even finish her sentence as Dean stormed off to the kitchen door to go outside to Mika. She sighed shaking her head. "you got that right" she commented, taking another swig of her drink before herself another one. She couldn't even look at Esme in the room either, even though the girl wasn't fully to blame and was unfortunately dragged into the middle of this, but she did think Esme had to take some of the blame as she should have shoved Dean off of her, not returned the kiss.

It wasn't like she didn't know Dean was with Mika after all....

[b]MIKA CHAMBERS[/b]

She was about to chicken out and not go through the kitchen door when the door suddenly opened before she could turn on her heels and came face to face with Dean...her Dean. She felt she could barely look at him, she didn't know how to look at him. She was hurting greatly, and to top it all off, she was feeling now great guilt for what she did even if it was technically against her own will. 

Turning on her heels, she looked away from Dean and took a few steps back toward her car, anything to try and get some distance between them after Cason made a swift exit away from the two of them and into the house over to Esme. "What do you want me to say? Because last I checked it's you that has a hell of a lot to explain!" she said to him, trying her hardest not to cry out of frustration. She was so done with crying, it had caused her face to hurt. 

"If you think I'm gonna apologise for punching you, think again." she told him, turning to look back at him after she said her words. "you ALWAYS do this to me! You LIED to me Dean! You told me there was NOTHING between you two! That there was no history between you and she was one person you never slept with. How can I believe anything you tell me right now!?" she ranted, the tears now falling down her face. 

"Why can't you just be happy with knowing [i][b]I[/b][/i] love you!?" she asked, putting emphasis on the word 'I'. Even though she had just slept with Cason, she felt so much betrayal from Dean, even though she knew in her heart he was the only one she could ever see herself with for her entire life. He was the one she wanted to grow old with if they were ever to be that lucky. HE was the one she wanted to be an official member of her family, she didn't believe marriage as such (despite being a hopeless romantic) but she would marry Dean at the drop of a hat. She had told Bobby that plenty of times over the years. 

Reaching her car again she kicked her tire hard, not caring that it would hurt her more than it would the car. In her state she'd gladly punch her hand through the window if it would fix things. But she loved her car too much to actually break a window. She then sat on the trunk, putting her head in her hands, still not realising Cason's jacket was on the back seat. She had improved on herself so much in these last few years with Dean which was a big reason why they had been so good with each other for so long, now she was beginning to think it was all for nought. 

Maybe he didn't think she was good enough for him. Was he lying about loving her? Did he wish he never had come back to her? Was she just someone to use as he didn't have Esme? So much was running through her head, so much she hoped she was wrong in thinking. 

[b]SAM WINCHESTER[/b]

Sam found himself smiling into the kiss as she guided him backwards toward the makeshift bed in the vault. Flashes of the memory of them making out in the cabin on the couch coming back to his mind in rapid succession. He held her firmly in place as she wrapped her legs around him, as a soft noise came out of his mouth when she bit his bottom lip and tangled her hands into his hair. 

He smiled with his eyes as she ordered him to sit down, "bossy as ever I see" he whispered to her teasingly, doing as he was told and sat down whilst making sure to be careful so Annabeth didn't fall in the process. The makeshift bed creaked under his weight, telling him it wasn't a new one of Bobby's but he didn't care for that at the moment, he just hoped that it didn't make too much noise as things rapidly got heated between them. 

For Sam he didn't know if it was the fact they were truly alone again after so many years that was spurring him on or if it was the fact that there was a risk of one of the others coming down and catching them that spurred him on, but either way he was welcoming it. It was a rush he hadn't truly felt since Jessica. 

He kissed her once more roughly and hungrily as he then pulled off the clean top she had only just put on then held her close to him once again...