A hug was not what he was expecting. Dean had never really been a hugger, but that didn't mean he didn't want to be held every once in a while. He froze at first, unsure as to what to do, but eventually he just leaned into the familiar, sliding an arm around her shoulders to pull her closer, just burying himself in what he already knew.

It was familiar. Dean could use a little bit of familiar right now, even if he wouldn't admit it. His lips came to rest against the top of her head, just staying as close as he could. "I'm sorry I left like that."