'Changing her name?' Dean couldn't help but think to himself. He always did think of the random bits of information at the wrong times. He very slowly etched his eyes further up the stairs, just enough so he was right under Mika, it was the only thing he could think to do. Somehow he needed to try and get Sam behind her dad ready to shoot him if needs be- hell it NEED to happen! This douche bag was threatening to kill Mika just because she wanted him out of her life and memories. Killing people- especially women didn't sit well with him.
No one was going to die today- except her dad. He refused to lose anyone because of one damn spirit. Then he heard a familiar rumble outside and he couldn't help but slowly turn his eyes towards the door, then to the window. "Sora...." He said through gritted teeth, 'if he scratches my damn car...' he thought to himself. Though he knew that Sora crashing through the window was the best distraction, as it meant that would give Sam time to snake his way behind her dad, which caused him to look at Sam and motion with his hands the plan of action, glancing at her dad to make sure his attention was on Mika and not him.
If he could get Sam behind him, then he could concentrating on grabbing Mika when she was thrown down.
Mika tried to stop her snivelling but it was just too damn difficult to do. She was facing her worst fear... other than clowns. Hell, she thought if she had the choice between her dad and clowns she'd probably pick to see a clown than be in this situation. It was happening just like her dream did all those years ago, and that was scaring her even more.
When she heard a rumble outside, she knew that sound as well as the boys did and wondered what Sora was up to. 'My house!' she thought, when her dad suddenly shook her to bring her attention back to him. "Don't turn away from me when I'm talking to you! This is why I never wanted you in the first place!! You rude ignorant little bastard child!" He shouted, and that caused Mika to look him and feel like a thousand more daggers of history stab through her all over again.
"Dad I'm sorry I never was the son you wanted! But I can't help genetics!" She sobbed, now finding it very difficult to speak properly and began choking. "I didn't want you full stop! You never should have been born!!" He yelled, when he saw Dean finish signalling to Sam something, and it made him smirk, "You think you can be her hero!? I won't let you anywhere near her! She's better off dead than in your hands!" He shouted at Dean.