[h3] Dean Winchester [/h3]

Dean tilted his head in agreement with his eyebrows raised at Mika’s annoyance with witches.  Witches could be tricky, and with the careful placement of a hex bag, or even just one of your hairs, they could totally screw everything up or even kill you.  He furrowed his brow and thought about the possibility that a teenager could be doing all of this.

“She just seems a little young to be doing this on her own.”, he muttered, as he approached the Impala and tossed the hex bag on the hood.  He ran a hand across his eyebrows as Mika mentioned a solid plan of regrouping.  He reached down and untied the leather strip around the hex bag, “I think that’s as good of a plan as any.  Take pictures of this stuff.  We can take them back to Sam and see if we can figure out what we’ve got.”

He flattened the fabric and gestured for her to take photos, as he pulled his keys and his zippo from his pocket, laying them beside it.

[h3] Annabeth [/h3]

Anna nodded slowly as the Don answered her question, and she stepped close to Sam as Natalia finished up with him.  She followed his gaze toward the furnaces and watched as he managed to get some of the small bones from the tray inside.  She turned from him, waving politely at Don and then a few of the male students, before leading the way out of the classroom.

Once she was in the hallway, she turned to Sam and raised an eyebrow, “You think the teacher knows more than he’s telling us?  I mean, its possible that this girl is just an angsty teen, but it’s just as possible that she’s doing some kind of weird magic with those bones, and hiding them in plain sight?  Or Don…”

[h3] Duke [/h3]

Duke stayed still as Esme confirmed she wanted him to stay.  Her hand resting on top of his sent his heart racing a bit, just at the deliberate touch.  He raised his eyebrows a bit further as she made it clear that she wanted to spend time with him, not just have him as an extra set of hands while hunting.  As she kissed his cheek, he took a deep breath, his heart stuttering, but he nodded his head, “O-okay.  Yeah.  I’ll stick around for a bit.  I don’t see no harm in that.  If anything, I can do my best to make sure you don’t get yourself killed tryin’ to keep up with the Winchesters.”

He laughed softly, watching the side of her face as she stared at the ceiling, but as he took a deep breath, so did she and turned back to him.  He furrowed his eyebrows at the mundane date night sound of her plans for them.  He nodded excitedly and rolled his shoulders back, “Yeah!  Yeah I think that sounds like as good a plan as any.  We’ll go find your car in the mornin’ if we can’t talk one of the others into going to get it when they get back.”

Duke could feel that the water was getting a bit cool, as they sat there, losing track of time.  He stretched his leg out and hit the lever to release the water from the tub and scooted her forward on the slick tile of the tub.  He stood carefully, and stepped out of the tub, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around his waist.  He reached back and grabbed a second towel, holding it in front of him for her to stand so he could grab her.  He laughed softly, trying to keep the mood light, “Can you stand up without help?  I know sometimes that’s touch and go with you.”