Dean opened his eyes and kept his arm around Lexi for a few moments as she relaxed in his arms.  He carefully relaxed his arm from around her, but kept his hand on her shoulder as he lowered her back down to the chair, and held her steady for a moment.

“You’re gonna want to stay awake for a bit, with that concussion.”, Dean muttered as he walked over to the nearest empty chair and pulled it to him, before sitting and turning his eyes back to Lexi, “I’m not far down the hall from you.  So, you can knock if you’re feeling weird.”

He turned his eyes to Sam, and stared at his brother for a second, double checking that Sam seemed fine.  Other than the sore head, he looked normal, and even his demeanor toward his head didn’t seem as if he was injured too badly.  Dean took a deep and relieved breath, “Well, we’re all alive!  It’s a good day.”

A smile came to his lips, and Dean turned his gaze back to Lexi, giving her a warm smile.  He would have his ears open, all night, and chances were, he wouldn’t be sleeping.  For some reason, he was incredibly paranoid about Lexi’s concussion.  Maybe it was how much she reminded him of Mika, when he and Mika would go out on hunts and he would have to patch them both up when they returned.  Maybe it was because she was fiercely independent and untouchable, and yet he felt the need to touch her at ever second he was near her.

Whatever it was, he needed caffeine.  It was going to be a long night.