Lexi was also surprised that Sam declared he wanted to pop out as well, wondering if this was some ploy to just separate the two of them or something along similar lines. She felt like she knew Sam well enough to get an idea of his actions, but she was still relatively new in his life and couldn't say for sure if his declaration was some alterior motive or not. She also wondered if Sam was picking up on the fact her and Dean were getting close. She let Dean do the replying to Sam, deciding to use this moment to drink her coffee. Hearing him give a completely plausible excuse for Sam to not join the two of them getting the supplies, made Lexi get a flutter in her heart, something she hadn't felt in what felt like a long time. Sam simply nodded at the reasoning for just splitting up and doing what each of them needed before rejoining up to head back. Dean's comment about burning when he steps outside made both Sam and Lexi smirk and snigger. For Sam it was such a typical Dean remark to make, which he took as a good sign and for Lexi, she could understand the remark from her own experiences. She noticed how it was seeming Dean wanted to kiss her as he left the kitchen, but styled it out effortless and casually before she felt the awkward pat on the shoulder as he exited for his room. Sam noticed as well and couldn't help but be curious about it, waited until Dean was out of the kitchen and looked right at Lexi. "So, he seems to be coming out of himself since you've been around" he said in the most casual manner he could muster, trying to keep the accusatory tone out of his words, as he didn't want to outright assume at this stage that the two of them were either crushing on each other or desperate to be close in some manner or another. "I guess I just uhh, have that gift to help people out when they need. I guess going through the same grief situation helps him to be able talk or something?" she replied, matching his casual tone between mouthfuls of her coffee. "Uh-huh, I guess so" Sam simply said back with a smile as he finished his own drink and put the mug down on the table. "I'm gonna go finish getting dressed myself, meet you in the war room?" he finally suggested, Lexi nodding in agreement, "sure!" she smiled, putting her mug in the sink when she finished her drink, watching Sam walk back to his room in a speed walk due to his room being the furthest away. Looking at the other mugs laying around, Lexi sighed with a smile, "damn boys and not cleaning up after themselves" she muttered to herself as she grabbed their mugs and put them in the sink also then washed them up. --------------- By the time Dean was finished and heading back to the main room, both Sam and Lexi were leaning against the war table with their jackets on just talking about random mundane things whilst they waited for him. Despite their talking, Lexi still couldn't get the earlier make out session with Dean out of her mind fully, the moment replaying in her mind over and over. It felt like the more she tried to not think about it by distracting herself with the random chit chat with Sam, the more it became promiment in her mind. She wanted so desperately to be happy again, but she didn't want to forget her fiancee either.