Dean winced at the scream, more from instinct than any pain. Thankfully, Dinah was good at directing her scream, and the ghost did something he didn't expect - it went poof. Well, it dissipated, which was the whole idea, but he hadn't really thought it would work.
The smile was proud, and he nodded as he found his feet. "So, put that feather in your hat and smoke it?" He shook his head and moved quickly to Dinah, pulling her close for a good kiss. Yes, there were bones to be found and dealt with, but he had to show her just how happy he was that she was there.