"You can stay with me, if you want to."
"Yes," he nodded. Yes.
"Let's go see Dean." She said, pulling his hands gently from her hair, and grabbing a keycard. They walked outside, Sam's arm around her, hand resting on her hip.
"Hey, Kira! I was hoping you were still here. How's your arm?"
"It's fine. The only place it really even scarred is at my elbow. I pulled a couple stitches a few days after you guys left." Sam grasped her arm and looked.
"I'm sorry." He said, his thumb following the thin red line, oddly soothing.
It's not your fault. She hugged Dean and handed him the keycard. "Stay as long as you need. It's getting late, but the Diner is still open. Are you hungry?"
"Hell yes. Let's go."
Sam laughed at Dean's antics, and the three walked down the block to the diner to get a late supper. Sam's appetite surfaced truly for the first time in three days. They walked into a nearly deserted diner and were seen by Teresa. She was wiping down tables.
"Kira. Sam, it's good to see you again. Are you back in town?"
"Yeah. We're staying for a while. Is it too late for some food?"
"Grill doesn't close until ten. You've got half an hour."
"Great." They sat down at a large booth. Kira and Sam on one side, and Dean on the other. Sam hadn't quite managed to let go of Kira.
Poor kid, I don't think he realizes how much he needs her. Dean thought, watching them. They ordered their food and talked while they waited; easily slipping into a familiar routine. Twenty minutes later Teresa came with their food. They ate, talking and laughing; and headed back to the motel after the diner closed at eleven.
"I'm gonna get cleaned up and go to bed." Dean said, feigning exhaustion. He could sleep, but wanted more to see that Sam got the time he needed with Kira.
"Good night, Dean." Sam said.
"Night." Dean grabbed his bag out of the trunk leaving it open for Sam, and went to their room. His room, he guessed. At least for tonight. Sam grabbed his bag and shut the trunk. Catching Kira by the hand they walked to her rooms. Once there he dropped his bag on the couch and shed his jacket.
"Do you need anything?" She asked.