[b]MIKA CHAMBERS[/b]

Dean's tightening grip around her as she mentioned about having taken these moments for granted before didn't go unnoticed. She just knew why his grip got tighter, he didn't even need to say his thoughts for her to know he was thinking the exact same thing as she was, if not more so than herself. She could never forget what he told her when he opened up to her about Hell, about how for him it was forty years and not four months, meaning she could only imagine if how heartbroken she felt not having him beside her, how much that must have been amplified for him. The idea of him begging for his family, fighting as hard as he could to not give into Alistair's offer was utterly devastating to her, so when he held her closer and tighert, she hugged him tighter before she had lifted her hand up to his face. 

She was aware of him flinching and tried to be as delicate as she possibly could, wishing that she could heal him up somehow but knew it was impossible. So the best she could do, is make sure that he kept up with the creams and such she used last night to help with the bruising until it was healed up. Mika also couldn't deny that he didn't deserve it because as sorry as she was, she did still stand by her mindset that he did deserve it. She wouldn't ever tell him otherwise on that point. As always what happenedm Mika closed her eyes as he kissed her nose, reopening them as she saw him smirk and made his other quip, making her smirk back at him. "You know me far too well still Dean" she remarked, "but don't go getting more scars than me now, I'm meant to be battered one out of us" she said continuing to smirk back at him. 

That smirk however soon faded when his phone started vibrating and going off with a call as she laid against him so he could answer the call. Judging by Dean's reaction, it was Cason on the line and if that was the case, then it was about Esme. She couldn't hear anything Cason was saying on the phone, but she did listen to what Dean was saying which was enough to figure out the topic at hand. She noticed how he was attempting to pick his words carefully but even those words didn't sit entirely well with her but she made a promise to try and be better, and that was one she wasn't planning on going back on. 

His ending words however were much more appealing to her as she wouldn't have much of an issue of Esme shooting Cason either or if she ended up liking it. Infact she selfishly would revel in the idea of Esme and Cason getting mutual feelings for each other if it meant she didn't have to be scared about losing Dean to her ever again. Then came Natalia's voice through the door and she sighed whilst also finding it slightly amusing. 

"Guess the world is making us get up and out of bed huh?" she remarked to Dean, giving him one more squeeze of a hug before rolling away from him and sitting upright to get out of bed. Brushing her hair out of the way and behind her, she got up, placing her bare feet down on her floor feeling the coolness of it. Pushing herself out of bed, she stood up straight and walked across their room to pull some pants on so she was a bit more dignified for being around everyone. 

[b]SAM WINCHESTER[/b]

Sam was so relieved that she slept well and didn't have a bad night. He could easily have imagined the rest of her detox possibly giving her bad dreams, so the fact Annabeth didn't was of a great relief to him. He chuckled at her calling him warm, smiling at her as she touched noses with him, hugging her back as she said she would rather remain in the warmth of him, rather than upstairs in the cooler rooms. 

"Well as comfortable as this is with you down here, I think we should get you fed" he told her, and then came Nat's shout down which made him chuckle as well as it did with Annabeth. "Guess that answers it then" he smirked, brushing her hair behind her ear and gently pushing her back so he could get up and grab his shirt to shove it on until he went to his bag upstairs and changed. 

He even heard Natalia's voice shout through Mika's door upstairs and as he smiled, he shook his head. "Damn my sister is loud this morning" he said, but there was fondness in his tone.