"Its supposed to be confusing?" she asked still a little bemused by the whole concept even now, she'd never deny she loved him, never deny he made her feel like no one else could, and maybe thats what had her so nervous. She didn't for a second believe herself incapable, Demons knew love just like humans, demons could feel just the same, some said deeper.
But an Angel, she remembered how disgusted Azazel had been, and how much she hadn't cared.
"I will, I want to, I don't want him to worry like that"
She squeezed Sam's hand as it found her shoulder before standing up.
"And you, you know you'll get her back, spend time with her when you do and then call me, we can meet up sometime in the next few days, keep that flask for when you need. Its all gonna work out Sam. I promise"