Dean sighed in relief, and he stepped over to the small table behind her door and placed the safety back on his gun, before setting it down on the table top.  He pulled the chair and sat down in it, leaning forward to watch her face.  It was only then that he noticed she was only wearing a towel, as she explained that she had hurt her foot and had just taken a shower.

Dean shook himself from his thoughts, as he turned his eyes back up to her face and he smirked, “Well, I’m glad you’re okay.  Although, we may have to dismantle this bed, if you can’t control yourself and stay safe.”

He laughed softly, and shrugged his shoulders as she asked how he slept.  Honestly, he had slept fine, having someone in his bed again.  There was something about the warmth against his back in his tiny bed that calmed him for the night, “I slept better than I have in a while, to be honest.  You don’t snore.  So, that’s a plus.”

As Lexi began to get dressed, Dean turned his eyes to the floor and he shook his head at her apology, glancing up briefly at her back as she dropped her towel.  He took in the slim features of her shoulders, and how smooth her skin was.  He had become so accustomed to seeing Mika’s tattoo, covering the deep scars across her shoulder blades, that seeing bare skin was almost jarring.  He shook himself once again from his thoughts and turned his eyes back toward the floor, before she could turn around and see him staring, “Don’t be sorry.  It might be a tiny bed, but it’s big enough for two people…trust me.  I kinda missed having a bunk mate, even if on accident.”

He scoffed and stood from the chair carefully, glancing to the door to make sure that Sam wasn’t randomly standing in the hall eavesdropping.  He walked over to Lexi’s bed and sat down on the edge, patting the mattress, “Want me to take a look at your foot?  You never know what kind of damage a bed frame can do to exposed limbs.  You might be ready to lose a toe.”, he teased, a fake pained look on his face.