"Exactly." Dean pointed in his brother's direction, but he still hadn't stopped looking at Tessa. It was starting to get on her nerves, and she shifted slightly, making a move as though she was stretching, and her hand came up under Dean's chin, pushing him up and out of the way in one smooth motion. "Ow -- ow -- ow -- ow!"

"Apparently it was where he felt most comfortable," Tessa nodded once she was finished, settling one arm on the pew behind her and resting the back of her head against it.