"I hate it too, Anna." Dean shifted, put his arms out to her, inviting her to come to him and let him hold her. He had made great strides in his interpersonal relationships, but he was still and would possibly always be somewhat awkward, even with the people he loved.
He'd aologised, he'd admitted he was wrong. He didnt' know what else to do. "Come here," he murmured, and he moved a step closer to her. He still held the paper with Aiden's new name on it. He didn't want to put it down quite yet.