[h3] Dean [/h3]

Dean chuckled at Mika’s wish for casual drinking, and just being normal for a night.  Honestly, he was feeling the same way.  There hadn’t been much time for anything other than dealing with all the chaos in their lives in months, ever since he came back from Hell.  He deserved, and they all deserved a single day of just…nothing.  No angels.  No demons.  No apocalypse.  Just, being human.

“I vote we go to a boring bar, we get some drinks, we see what trouble we can get into, and then we do…whatever humans do these days.”, he teased, holding his hands out in front of him.  He stepped up to her, and wrapped his arms around her waist, “Or we just go out and walk around.  I don’t care, as long as we’re together and not working.”

He knew these words would surprise anyone else around him, but that Mika would understand.  His way of getting his mind back together was always crappy food and alcohol, even if they were beaten up and bloody.  If he could get through the night without a bar fight, even better.

[h3] Cason [/h3]

Cason listened to all her own options in response to his laundry list of countries he wanted her to experience, and mentally made a more simple list.  She wanted to have fun.  She wanted to go out, but not do anything potentially harmful.  Those were things he honestly didn’t even know how to give her, but he would try.  He shoved his hands in the pockets of his jacket, and smiled softly, “I mean, we could…”

He stopped his words as she stepped over to him with her bag in tow.  Reaching out, he took her bag from her shoulder, and shoved his own through the strap, leaning his head forward to briefly bump her forehead with his, a comfort thing for him, “Harm free reckless…”, he repeated her with a smile.  Tilting his eyes up, he pondered what they could do, and finally he came to a solution.

“How about…we hit the carnival I saw when I got back to town.  I mean, I only bounced past it, while grabbing a drink to wash down all the California-ness of my trip.  But, it looked bright and…gross.  Might be good?”, he pondered with her, reaching his free hand out to brush a thumb across her cheek, “I’m not exactly human.  I’m pretty fire at carnival games.”

[h3] Anna [/h3]

Anna’s face fell even more when Sam said that he was there for her.  Of course he was.  He was there to try and convince her to come back, and she didn’t even know what to say to him about why she left.  When he asked so politely to speak in private, she nearly just slammed the door in his face.  It was easier than facing him.  It was easier than any of the questions he would have about why.

“Um…”, she started, before Sam started his normal explanation of things.  She took a deep breath and shook her head, closing her eyes tightly as she contemplated her next move.  Cason was there to scout.  Sam couldn’t lie well enough to cover that part up, and no one in the group cared enough about her to send him…other than Sam.  Even Cason wouldn’t have come on his own.  

“Let’s…let’s step out into the hall.”, she finally said, not looking him in the eyes.  As she crossed her arms, Max narrowed his eyes and placed a hand on her lower back, glancing between her and Sam.

“You sure you wanna be alone?  You seem uncomfortable.”, Max said softly, glancing back up at Sam with suspicion, “You don’t have to go anywhere with him.”

“Max…it’s complicated, alright?  I’ll be right out in the hall, and you’ll know if anything happens.  Trust me.  But I know Sam wouldn’t hurt me or anything.  It’s just complicated.”, Anna explained quickly, turning her back on Sam to place her hands on Max’s chest, just in case.  She didn’t want either of them going at each other over this.

“Alright.  Call if you need me.”, he answered back, shooting one more skeptical look at Sam.  As he did so, Anna turned around and pushed Sam through the doorway, into the hall.

“I don’t have any answers for you.  We…we have been in and out of each others lives for so long that I don’t know if I can do…that anymore.  I can’t do the whole, whatever we were, anymore.”, she explained unconvincingly, still not looking at his eyes.  She stared at his chest, crossing her arms over her chest awkwardly.

[h3] Duke [/h3]

Duke drew circles on Esme’s shoulder as he did his best not to breathe in her hair.  Taking a deep breath, he let it out with a small chuckle, “Well, the last 24 hours has been…interesting.”, he teased, turning his head toward hers, placing a soft kiss to her temple.

“If you had told me two days ago that I would not only accidentally save the one person I felt was ‘the one that got away’ but I would end up here…I would tell you that you were insane.”, he teased more, a bright smile breaking across his face as he laughed.  It was true, he honestly never expected her to want anything to do with him again, after the big break up of their trio, and yet, it seemed like leaving would be harder than he anticipated.

The thought of leaving caused the corners of his mouth to fall slightly, but he held them up, forcing the smile to stay on his face.  That wasn’t a thought he wanted to have at the moment.  He just wanted to enjoy the time he had with her, and half way plan a way to not break her heart in the process.