[b]NATALIA[/b]

As she pulled Cason across the carnival to the games section, she listened to him explain without using the 'demon' word how he had so much expertise on these kinds of games. She didn't think he was bluffing about how good he was, but the way she saw it was that a little bit of competitiveness wasn't such a bad thing when it was all for fun. She gave a small chuckle at his words when it dawned on her a few seconds later that he said about a date from World War 2. "wait...what?" she muttered to herself, following him over to one in particular game. "You're telling me stories at some point about those times" she told him, deciding she wanted to know. 

She let him pull her over to the counter, seeing instantly what the game was and her mind instantly started wondering whether or not to use her skills as a hunter on the game. Hitting a target in this kind of game couldn't be all that different to focusing on a target that usually was moving constantly and getting a hit in. She snapped out of her thoughts when Cason pushed a bucket of softballs over to her and then leaned in to explain to her what the trick was. She was going to say she thought she had it figured out, but from the way he was being with her, she decided to just go along with it all. 

Watching Cason do a demonstration and practically getting all the bottle in one hit, she had to admit she was impressed with his skill. She was starting to think that even when she thought she previously wasn't underestimating him, she very well may have well been after all. She looked where he was gesturing and saw the giant plush puppy available as a top prize and even she had admit to herself that it was beyond adorable and she does kind of want it. 

Looking at him back, she saw the pride in his face and it made him seem so much more warm and kind of a person. It's like she was almost seeing a whole new side to him she had once wanted to deny he even had. "Okay, I'm impressed! But I'll be more impressed if you get the puppy!" she smiled more at him back. "So lets see what ya got!" she said one last time. 

[b]MIKA[/b]

Mika was glad that Dean didn't try and convince her that she hadn't been selfish and hard work lately to be around. She knew she was, and she was glad that Dean still was of the kind of person to not try and say differently. That always was one of their things, they always knew when and how to admit they were wrong and call each other when it was warranted and not try and sugar coat each other's negative traits. She gave a nod and smiled widely when he told her explicitly that he loved her too, he was right, he didn't say it often and it was rare to hear those words leave his mouth but she did also know it. "I do know it, even if there's times my mind tries to convince me otherwise" she replied. 

When the sound of the chair screeched against the floorboards, she saw the change in his face and without him even needing to say anything, she got a good idea of why it was causing such a reaction. "It's okay, it's just a chair" she said to him, lifting her hand up and placing it on his cheek, which seemed to work as he mentally came back into the room and looked at her again, making her give him a reassuring smile. She didn't need to say the words 'i'm here', her look back at him said everything she needed to. 

Her hand lowered again from his cheek as she wrapped her arms round his neck loosely, swaying with him to the slower song that played and listened to him thank her. A smile and soft chuckle left her lips when he admitted he was surprised to see her when he arrived at Bobby's finally. "I won't lie...things were rough and I thought of many stupid things to try and bring you back but honestly, Bobby needs to take the credit for keeping me under his roof. But I was ready to give up on everything until you showed up." she admitted to him. 

"I'm just so thankful I got you back thanks to that Castiel angel" she said one last time and smiled warmly at him as she continued to dance with him. Considering how this night off for them all came about, she had to admit she was damn glad for it and almost didn't want it to end, but she knew the night could only last so long before tomorrow reared it's head. 

[b]SAM[/b]

Sam did mean every word he said to her, but hearing her say to him that she only thought of herself as strong when she was on the demon blood, it saddened him honestly. Yet he did understand it to some extent, it just wasn't the time for him to admit what he had been doing before she came back into his life. He let her talk once she had composed herself with a few deep breaths. "Then we'll get you the tattoo done if you want it, if it'll help you feel a little bit more secured when it comes to the demons that are around." he suggested, willing to do anything to bring her some kind of security. 

"Listen to me, she's already hurt me once when she stuck her hellhounds onto Dean, sending him to Hell. I've seen her games, I've seen what she's capable of but that isn't stopping me from defending my family and my loved ones. I'm working on finding a way to kill her once and for all for what she's done to Dean and what she's doing to you." he told her, never once letting his eyes stray from hers. 

He then decided to fully answer her wishes in the hope of squashing some of that pain in her eyes and giving her some kind resolve or hope. "It won't be easy, it never is in this life but I can promise you, together we will find a way to ward her off completely and if learning about the powers is what you want then we'll do that" he gave a soft reassuring smile to her. "No matter what" he said one last time firmly.