She chuckled, not surprised that the story ended that way. Of course the Winchester brothers would end up setting a field on fire, and running away from it. She found it cute, although she should have found it wrong and chastised him for being irresponsible, but she was feeling all warm and fuzzy after hearing about how touched he was that Sam had just hugged him and was grateful.

She was so touched that she slid down so she could wrap her arms around his waist, and she hugged him as tight as she could. She was grateful to have this moment, after all, more grateful than he would ever know. She had already told him how she felt, so she didn't want to make things depressing again by saying more, but a simple gesture like a hug could serve to let him know and comfort them both of them at the same time.

She pulled away after hugging him for nearly a full minute, and rolled over to lay on her belly, and brought her chin down to rest on his stomach. She peered up at him with a lopsided grin, feeling a little sheepish for the fact that she couldn't stop clinging to him or touching him. But he didn't seem to mind, so she wasn't going to pull away until he shoved her aside. Her eyes met his for a brief moment, before a blush rose to her cheeks and she averted her gaze.

"Soooo, what did you see next?"