Dean’s stomach tightened painfully when Sam brought up Mika, while arguing that he was a little more attached to Lexi than he gave himself credit for.  He was right that Mika would likely be bothered by his words, and by his inability to accept other humans giving him any sort of support or feelings.  Mika was possessive and jealous, but she was very much the ‘everyone deserves to be happy type’ and would most likely beat his ass for denying his feelings for Lexi, no matter how new they were, and how short of a time he had known her.  

He sighed, and looked down at the table, spinning his coffee mug in his hand.  Sam was right.  Dean was having some trouble being around Lexi without feeling tense, as if his heart was waiting to meet her, and let out some of his emotion, to make room for her.  He needed to at least be willing to accept her attraction to him, at her pace.

“And what do I do?  I mean, I don’t have any plans to just jump back into life, or anything.  It’s not like she’s going to be around here forever.  So, it’s a moot point.”, he muttered, shaking his head.  He took a final drink of his coffee, and sat the mug down.

“But I’m not going to push her away, either.  I just don’t want to give her the wrong idea.  If you’re right and she likes me, or whatever, pretending that I have anything to give, after what happened would be cruel.  So, I’ll just…figure it out as I go…”, he finished, just before Lexi came back into the room.  Dean flinched at the sound of her voice, and he turned his eyes to her with a small smile, “Hopefully we got the most horrible food in the kitchen.  I like junk food with my movies.”

He smirked and turned his eyes to Sam briefly, before sighing lightly and chewing at his lip as he turned back to Lexi, “What do you want to watch?  I’ll compromise, since you’re the hurt one, this time.”