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It’s okay. It’s just from punching Uriel yesterday. I haven’t gone hunting by myself again.

Y'know, with all the Archangel friends you got, you'd think you'd have it healed by now. [Half-amused, half-exasperated.]

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I didn’t know it was a problem until I woke up with it throbbing. And I haven’t seen Uncle Gabby since he got back, so I guess I have to deal with it like a normal person would.

[Reaches out for her hand.] Lemme see. It looks pretty bad, princess.

It’ll be alright. *Holds out her left hand, which is definitely not alright. One of the knuckles looks the worse and she’ll hiss in pain if he touches it.*

[Which he does, and she hisses, and he sighs.] Serena, I think you broke something. Y'need to tell me these things, or it gets bad quick.

Yeah, well, I haven’t really been paying all that much attention to it. What do I do???

Well, y'remember to breathe, for one. [Dean is bemused.] And then you gotta set it and brace it. Like with my nose.

Oh hell no… dammit. *Whines and takes out her flask of tequila, uncapping it and gulping half of it down* Okay, I’m breathing, just do it.

On three. One, two-- [Crack. That would be Serena's bone setting. Dean's going for the brace he has in his bag.]

Holy mother of- *And that would be a lot of cursing.*

[Snerk. Dean finds the cursing amusing, but he supresses the grin as he comes back with the brace and a metric fuckton of painkillers.]

Here, take these. With water, not booze. [Mommy!Dean is in full force, fixing her hand into the brace.]

Yeah, yeah. *She does as he says while he fixes her hand.* Thanks, Dean.

[Small grin, but he doesn't let her see it, wrapping the brace.] Not a problem, princess.

*Once he’s done, he gets a kiss on the cheek.*

[... And she'll get a kiss on the forehead, which surprises even Dean.]

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*She blinks at that and stands there looking at him for a few seconds. Her eyes are wide, but there’s a slight smile.* Is this when I should be tossing holy water on you?

[Dean's still sort of shocked that he did that. He blinks down at her and gives her something of a sheepish grin.]

... Probably.

*She may end up regretting this, but she’s not thinking as she reaches up and gives him a quick kiss on the lips. Then she steps back and turns away from him.*

Sorry.

[He doesn't answer, but he does reach out and tug her back to him so he can kiss her again, much more softly than he would with any other girl. And then he pulls back, staring.]

Y'shouldn't be.

*She grins like an idiot at him and is bouncing on the spot a little in the way she does when she’s excited.*

I’m not sorry, then. *She wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him again.*

[He's laughing up until she kisses him, and he kisses back for a long moment before sweeping her up off her feet. When he's got her in his arms, he keeps her close to his chest.]

My sister's gonna kill me, y'know.

*She giggles when he does that and keeps her arms tight around his neck.*

Is it worth it?

'Course it is. Just, when Grace hears about it and knocks me on my ass, be prepared. [Straight-faced.]