[h3] Dean Winchester and Bobby Singer [/h3] 

Happy that Esme was even willing to speak to him, Dean couldn’t help but smile softly when he heard her voice.  He knew that her answer was a half answer, but he would take it.  He smiled warmly back at her, and nodded.  Esme was someone that needed a lot of rest after a stressful situation.  Dean remembered that well.  Odds were, she would be more than ready to talk to him about everything, once she had rest and he didn’t look so rough.

He couldn’t help but smile proudly at Mika when she apologized, although he had plenty of apologies to dole out, himself.  He just couldn’t bring himself to do it at the time, while he was doing his best to just not sit down and give into the sleepiness, now that his adrenaline was calming.

Dean turned his face to look at Mika, and nodded lazily, “Yeah.  I think I’m about ready for bed.  We all need some rest…finally.  So, take me away, nurse!”

He chuckled, and held his arm out for her to grab as he nodded to everyone else to tell them goodnight.

“Keep an eye on him Meeko.  I’m right here if you need me…”, Bobby chimed in, nodding to Mika as he leaned back in his desk chair.

[h3] Annabeth [/h3]

Anna was sitting in the center of the room, on their little makeshift bed when Sam opened the vault door, causing her head to pop up, and a small smile to form on her face.  She nodded at his explanation of the situation upstairs, “I’m just glad everyone seems okay…”

She situated the pillows on the floor and frowned as he gathered things from around the vault, “Sam, you can get a motel room.  I’ll be fine…”

Anna knew that she could curl up almost anywhere and go to sleep, but with Sam being much larger, he would have some issues.  And she knew he was doing it for her.