After a nice long stay in bed she was as recovered as she was going to get. Now she was starving. Murphy gave her good stuff, but sugar and caffeine were a must, and if there was anything this town had that she liked better than gravy fries it was Dunkin Donuts.
She hadn't expected to see Dean when she went in, and for a moment she felt guilty. She really wasn't sure what Dean would think about Sam. She hesitated for a moment then her stubborn streak ran up her spine and told her it didn't matter. Sam was an adult. So was she. Nyah.
She stepped up to where he was sitting and smiled a little. "Hi, Dean."