[h2] Dean Winchester and Castiel [/h2]
Dean chuckled at her little comment, not having seen himself as particularly fun, other than maybe in bed.  He raised his eyebrows at her, and turned to look at her face as he chuckled.

Dean squeezed her hand back, as she asked if he was ready, “I guess as ready as I’m going to be.  The quicker we settle in and figure out what we need to do, the quicker everyone can loosen up, and you’re definitely bunking with me…”

He smiled brightly, releasing her hand to get out of the car.  As he opened his door and stepped out, he stretched, feeling a bit of his normal numbness take over.  Dean scratched the back of his head, and walked around to Esme, picking up her hand and lacing his fingers with hers.

“Now, Castiel is really easy to get along with, as long as you’re firm with him.  He needs to be stood up against, or he tends to steamroll his way past your thoughts, to do whatever the hell it is that he has on his mind.  For some reason…he listens to me.  So, don’t be afraid to just give me a look, if he’s being an idiot.”, Dean explained as they walked up to the door and he knocked.

Castiel opened the door, almost the instant Dean’s knuckles touched the wood, “Dean…Esme…”

“Cas? How is she?”, Dean asked, looking past Cas into the small two story house.

“She’s fine. Sam is waking her from a nap. Come in.”

“She sleeps?”, Dean asked with a confused look. Cas simply rolled his eyes and walked away from Dean, toward the middle of the living room.

“Of course she sleeps.  She’s half human.”, Castiel explained as if it was the most obvious answer in the world, “And I wanted to test a theory with Sam.  So I sent him to wake her up.”

“What kind of theory?  Cas?”, Dean asked, narrowing his eyes.

“I wanted to see if she would kill him.  When Madison sleeps, she goes to a blank slate environment.  With very few real world experiences, she only remembers what she heard in the womb.  So, she doesn’t dream.  Black…silent…waking her could cause another explosion.”, Castiel explained, too which Dean scoffed and held a hand out toward Cas.

“And you used Sam…as bait?”

“Not bait.  I used Sam as a defuser.  She trusts him.  She trusts Esme.  Only one of them was here.”, Castiel muttered, pointing his finger at Esme knowingly.

[h2] Madison [/h2]

Madison flinched as Sam took her hands, taking a second to realize that he was being affectionate, and not aggressive.  She read his face and her shoulders fell at his words, her face softening.  He was speaking to her honestly, and actually being incredibly compassionate.  She could feel it vibrating off his skin.

“I know you won’t.”, she whispered at his promise to not leave her alone, “I know.  Because you promised.  I’m still sorry I hurt you back at the house, when I was scared.”

She leaned forward suddenly, her face meeting his chest and her arms around him as she gave over her trust to him, in a tight hug.  She didn’t quite understand hugs, or when it was appropriate to give them, but she felt the need, after his words.

“Thank you for trying, Sam…”