[h3] Dean Winchester [/h3]

Dean watched her face, as he held it in his hands, running his thumbs across her cheeks a few more times to make sure all the tears had dried up.  Thankful they had, he let his shoulders drop with relief that she was back with him, and in her right mind, even if her words hurt his heart.

“Listen to me…”, he whispered, leaning in and placing a small kiss against her lips, “I’m working through all of this.  But in the meantime…I need you to know, that I’m not going anywhere.  I left, sure.  There was a lot of baggage when I left, that neither of us were able to deal with.”

He stopped and brushed her hair back from her face a bit, “But I was unfortunately the brave one of us, that day.  And I walked away.  I’m not going anywhere.  You’re not going anywhere, if I can help it.  That connection…that level of trust I put in someone else is something I can’t do, anymore, but I’m not going to lie to you anymore, and say that me and Esme didn’t have that…”

He scanned her eyes, “I love you.  Okay?  I do.  I don’t say it enough.  I know.  I’m not the greatest at all the relationship stuff.”

[h3] Annabeth [/h3]

Anna listened to everything that Natalia said, her eyes widening and turning to Cason, “You did what?!”

She took a deep breath, letting it out in a sigh and shook her head, “So, we figure out where to go from here, hotel wise.  I um…I know I’m not part of the family, but I can bunk with whoever might take me…”

Cason chimed in at that point, shaking his head, “No.  If there’s even a chance that Alastair is out there, or that the angels are sitting around waiting for you, you have to stay somewhere where we can keep an eye on you.  A situation like what happened to send you to the vault will force someone’s hand…most likely mine or Dean’s.”

Anna flinched, shocked to hear Cason admit that he would be willing to kill her.  He had changed, since they broke up for sure.  Cason was reading her like a book, as if he had a secret he wanted to tell about her.  But he crossed his arms and shifted to another foot.

Cason turned to Esme, “We can go to a motel.  I can protect you.  We can bring the dogs, and anyone who wants to come is welcome to…”