Dean sighed and nodded at Mika’s words, placing a hand over both his eyes as he closed them in nervous frustration. As they made their way to the motel, Dean tapped his foot impatiently against the floor, a bit nervous around the clones of the town, and the prospect of having a hostage to deal with that might be a skin walker.

As Mika stepped out of the car, Dean shook out of his daze, looking over to him as she gave instructions. He nodded, opening his door and stepping our to slip around to the back door near Travers to keep an eye on him.  He stood with his back against the car, waiting for Mika.

As she came back out, spinning the ring around her finger, he smirked, “Awesome. Let me grab the cargo, and we’ll go.  Just stay back, in case he wakes up.  If he’s a skin walker, he’s gonna turn into a very pissed off, very confused Bear.  No reason for both of us to get mauled…”

He opened the door, and leaned in, wrapping his arms around Traver’s waist again.  He pulled him onto his shoulder and stood with a loud groan, turning to Mika.

“Get the door for me…”, he grunted, walking past her toward their room.