Dean nodded at the words that Mika wouldn’t want him to give up on her, another tear slipping down his face as he leaned back, “I know…”

He took a drink of his beer and let out another small sob at he images crossing behind his eyes. Pulling himself together, he listened carefully to her words. Then she said something that caused his tears to stop and his eyes to raise from the table, “What did you just say?”

He waited for a response, as the same memories she was sifting through came flooding back through his memory. His eyes were almost on fire as he thought through them, and realized that she shouldn’t even know about these things, unless she and Mika were closer than she had stated.

“What did you say about our time together? I’ve never told you about that…”, he muttered, not looking her in the eyes, “I’ve never told anyone about that, not even Sammy.”

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Anna was taken aback by the sudden hug, as she wasn’t an affectionate person. She slowly allowed her arms to slide up his back, under his arms. She rested her chin on his shoulder, and took a deep breath, instantly relaxed in his arms.

“Dammit. You just had to hug me.”, she whispered in his ear with a smile, “I just can’t imagine another world, where I’m not sucked into my mom’s crazy. Where I don’t have to deal with her creepy friends, always staring at me like meat.”

She then saw an opportunity, “Let’s leave. Right now…I have a hundred bucks socked away. We can go…”

She pulled away and looked into his eyes, her own scanning his for validation.

Mika thought for a split second that she had gotten away with her slip up but the momrnt Dean paused what he was doing and called her up on what she said, she knew she hadn't gotten away with it and if she didn't think fast things were going to get hairy real quick. At his first request for her to elaborate, she couldn't get words out of her mouth. She tried to speak but she couldn't as she desperately sought for another lie in her head to make it believable for how she would know that. Then he asked her again what she said, questioning how she could possibly know it and seeing the tears threatening to fall from his eyes again she wished she just kept her mouth shut.

"I can't remember how I heard it. Must have been Bobby or something. She must have told someone for me to have heard it" she replied, hoping that would be enough for him, but she never took anything for granted when it came to Dean. She knew when she was a kid she would at least talk to her mother about things and why she enjoyed being around Dean so much so in her eyes it couldn't have been a far stretch for either herself or her mother to have told Bobby, who would have told 'the cousin Kenzi'. "Am I wrong in what I heard?" she asked him, hoping that if she threw that extra question out there, it would come across as if she was just assuming things.

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Sam couldn't help but smile at what she whispered into his ear, getting the feeling that not many people gave her any kind of affection or sense they cared about her well being. Sure, they only just met but they had so much in common and they could understand where each other were coming from. He just didn't believe in treating every single person he came across like crap, just for him to end up utterly feeling alone and like an asshole. The words 'her friends treating like meat' concerned him greatly. To him it made it sound like her mother's friends weren't all that human, even if they were, it made them sound monstrous.

Then came the next shocking thing out of her mouth which made him almost freeze in on the spot as she pulled away and looked right into his eyes. "I... I dunno if I can..." he stammered slightly but the more he thought about it, the more he truly wondered why he was sticking around. He felt like he was only around for the sake of Dean, and even then Dean shut him out a lot lately and seemed to be more focused on Kenzi/Mika.

Dean continued staring past “Kenzi” as she explained herself. He wanted to shake his head, and tell her that he didn’t believe it was possible but then he thought about how much of a blabber mouth Bobby could be when he was drinking…which was pretty much always.

He furrowed his brow and reached back into the cooler, pulling out a bottle of bourbon and two chilled glasses. He unscrewed the top, pouring them both drinks.

“I-um…no you’re not wrong.”, he didn’t know if he believed her. There was a gut feeling he couldn’t ignore, but he was so emotionally drained from everything, that he chose to simply have a drink, “I wanna save her. Hell, I would go out there today on a bread crumb and fight the damn thing that took her, if it would do any good. But none of it ever turns out right. It’s always a losing battle. So, I drink. I find something pretty to latch onto. I punch things. And I move onto the next bread crumb because that’s all I can do.”

He stopped and drank his entire glass in one gulp, “And maybe one day….I’ll save her.”

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Anna reached up and tucked his growing hair behind his ear, a manipulation tactic she has learned over time, “I have a first aid kit, a gun, plenty of money…we have plenty of time to get away. Who knows where you could go if you just didn’t have all of this to weigh you down.”

She continued explaining, her hand not leaving his cheek as she finished, “I know we just met, but I’m taking meeting you…and you getting it as a sign. This is our sign. My mom will be back in an hour or so. I’m planning to run, no matter what, but I want you to come with me…”

She leaned up and kissed his cheek, her eyes darting toward the window to make sure they weren’t being followed/watched.

As Dean did speak straight away Mika was starting tog et real anxiety of what was going to happen next. She didn't know if he was shout and accuse her of lying or what. She hated when she remained silent for a while before finding words to say as it meant he was at his most unpredictable state. Seeing him lean down and grab the bourbon, pour them each a glass without even saying a word she knew he was seriously thinking hard on what she said, no doubt trying to pick holes in what she said to try and catch her out. She grabbed her glass and sipped it as he finally started speaking, admitting she wasn't wrong and that he would do anything to have her back. Hearing him sound so defeatist in his actions made her sip her drink once more and sigh. "Do you really think she would want you wallowing in self pity right now? So what, you've come to dead ends so far but that don't mean shit Dean. None of it may have brought you to her but it hasn't brought you to full blown closure either. Instead you drink, shag me when it suits you and go right back to wollowing in self pity again. SHe wouldn't want this for you" she said, almost now deliberately trying to spark something inside him.

Sure, she may very well regret her actions but she had to do something. "None of this is healthy Dean" she said once more before he could reply to her spiel then proceeded to down her bourbon completely, putting the glass a bit heavily down on the table.

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Sam almost didn't know what to do when Anna brushed his growing hair behind his ear and told him of all the things she had to get them by for the time being until they found a way of getting more money. He didn't like that she was planning on running anyway, even if she didn't meet him but he had to question their 'chance' meeting and why he just so happened to want a snack and drink at that particular time when she was already out there at the vending machines. He gave it some more thought before nodding, "okay..okay lets go" he agreed after she kissed his cheek, making him place his hand there for a few seconds as she glanced out the motel room window.

Dean’s blank stare slowly turned into a glare as Kenzi spoke. His fist began to ball up on top of the table again, his frustration, rage, and heartbreak boiling to an unsafe level. Finally, as she finished, he slammed his fist roughly against the table, causing the whole thing to quake.

“WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!”, he screamed, the tone of his voice shocking almost himself. He stood as he screamed, and quickly placed his forearm against Kenzi’s throat and collarbones, shoving her back into the nearest wall, “You show up, talking about her as if you know every detail of her life. I like that. Hell, for a second I would have thought you were her…”

His breathing was ragged as he stared her down, pressing the tip of his nose against hers, “You wanna know why I drink…and I go through these motions every single day, hmm? Because it’s how I keep from killing people. Real people.”

He gritted his teeth and shoved his arm a little harder into her chest, “But there’s always you. You’re always there to feel that void…to feel familiar. And damn do you feel familiar. But you don’t get to lecture me on healthy, or normal…”

He continued simply staring at her, his eyes burning with a pent up rage he had forgotten was there.

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Anna smiled at Sam’s reaction to the kiss and she quickly ran to her bed, pulling out the bag that she already had packed and waiting there. This was something she was also planning to do for days, but was always afraid to go alone. Running back to him, she grabbed his hand roughly and dragged him out the door.

She knew that if she allowed him to stand around much longer, he might back out and she couldn’t risk it. Dragging him, she bolted across the parking lot.
“I know of a place we can go. There’s a cabin up on that range. I already went there to check it out as a place to hide. It has a basement, and we can stake out there until morning…then it’s wherever you want to go, Sam.”, she gasped as she ran and laughed, her hand clenching his for dear life.

To say that Mika kicked the hornet's nest would be the biggest metaphorical understatement known to man. She wasn't expecting him tog et as angry as he did, or scream to the levels he did. She expected some kind of reaction, hells, she egged him on for kind of reaction but she did not expect the one she got. She completely got thrown off guard when he grabbed her neck and shoved her against the wall, getting ridiculously close to her. Fear actually showed in her eyes for the first ever toward him. When he admitted that for a second he could have believed she was her, she had hoped he would have figured it out and actually accused her of being her but he didn't. Instead he saw this Kenzi persona and only her, bringing her roughly back to the cold hard reality she had created for herself. To hear that through his grief of losing her he only drank because he would gladly kill real innocent people was even more of a shock, she never wanted him to be like this. As his arm got pressed even further into her collarbone and neck, she gasped and gritted her teeth together as she tried to get air to her lungs.

Sure she was a hypocrite for saying what he was doing as unhealthy. She was the furthest from living a healthy life. She was doing everything he was just under a different persona after all. She was lying and deceiving him and not just him, but herself too. She was almost believing she was Kenzi and not Mika more days than none by this point. She had been living it for far too long and she had no idea how much longer she could live it. She continued to look at him square in the eyes not sure what to do, she knew she couldn't just shove him off of her easily but she had to try or he would risk killing her, "Dean...s..stop...I ca-can't br...breathe!" she stammered and gasped out.

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Sam knew in this instant that Anna really wasn't lying when she said she had been planning this for a while as he watched her take out her bag already packed, judging by how it was bulging with items inside. He almost made a little yelp noise as she grabbed his hand and dragged him out the room and began running with him, explaining how she knew of a place already. He glanced back wondering if his brother or his father would even notice he was leaving before looking straight forward again, the realisation that he was running away with no belongings and with a girl he had met literally only a few minutes ago. THis was one of the craziest things he had ever done and he had done some crazy things in his growing up. "Okay, lead the way" he gasped as he ran.

Dean gasped for air as he stared at her, watching her gasp for air. He blinked a few times, before releasing her and placing both hands on the wall on either side of her head. He kept his body pressed against hers, his nose close to hers as he stared, pondering what his next move would be.

“I don’t know what the hell I’m doing anymore. But it always comes back to you…”, he whispered, those rage tears welling up in his eyes again as he closed his them, turning his head slightly to the side. He pressed his eyebrow against hers for a second and then slammed his fist against the wall above her head and stepped back.

He stepped over to the window, his hands on his hips, trying to decide if he wanted to go out for some air or not. There was still so much to be said. He still had questions. The biggest burning question caused him to almost kill her, which scared him. Was. She. Mika…or some incarnation of? Wiping his face, he narrowed his eyes at the familiar shape he saw running on the far end of the parking lot, just at the edge of the woods.

“Sammy?”, he muttered, his rage being replaced by a slight panic. Sam was being dragged away by someone. It was someone he didn’t know. With them being on a vampire hunt, everything went through his mind, and he had left him alone. He turned on his heel, running over to the bed. He unzipped his duffel, and pulled his pistol and a machete, before swinging the door open. Funny how his mind went from murder to saving his brother…like clockwork.

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Anna smiled at the rush she felt, as they ran. They were getting away, and it seemed so simple. As they reached the edge of the woods, she released his hand and kept running, stepping over familiar branches, as she had laid out a path for herself.

She dodged, checking every now and again to make sure he was still following as the trail ended for her safety. She had built a trail leading off from the house, to make sure her mom wouldn’t be able to find her so easily, should she come looking. Soon enough, the cabin came into view, its shabby exterior gleaming in the moonlight.

She turned to Sam, smiling brightly and raising her arms above her head, “Welcome to your temporary home, Sam! Its safe, I promise. I made sure they can’t find us, at least until we can leave in the morning.”

She was acting completely out of character in the midst of adrenaline. She was normally a mopey kid, with no confidence or happy moments. But right now? She was high on the idea of freedom, despite the worry in her mind that this would still fail. Running up to him, she giggled and threw her arms around his neck, her nose close to his with a toothy grin, “Thank you…”

'Please don't actually kill me Dean....please' Mika thought over and over again. She managed to escape a wendigo, survived the horrific ripping of her skin on her back from the creature, she should have been dead that night, but she wasn't, she survived by some blinding light. So the last thing she wanted was to then die at the hands of the one person she truly gave a shit about. The one person she grew being best friends with, the one person she grew up falling in love with at an early age, the one person she couldn't just let move on from her or her from him. She saw the raw rage in his eyes, the eyes that usually always looked at her with protectiveness and respect. She barely recognised him in that moment until he let go of her, making her gasp and breathe deeply as she tried to get air into her lungs again.

She closed her eyes when he pressed his eyebrows against her own, a tear falling from her eyes as she thaked whatever diety would listen that the love of her life didn't actually kill her. Yet that didn't last as she flinched from him punching his fist into the wall above her and that borderline fear came rushing back to her. As he turned to the window she quickly used her arm to wipe the tear that escaped down her face away, not wanting him to see her in such a way. She thought they were either going to leave ach other be to calm down or end up doing their usual angry sex session, so when he muttered Sam's nickname she rose an eyebrow as she instantly went to the window and saw SAm running off with a young girl, almost being dragged.

"you're not going alone" she said to him, her old sisterly feelings for the young teenager kicking into gear. SHe instantly dashed to her own bag, grabbing her handgun, shoving it in the back of her pants and grabbing her own machete to which she holstered down her thigh and with that, she wasted no time in following Dean out to get to young Sam Winchester.

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Sam kept up with Anna as they ran toward the woods. With her letting go of his hand, he made sure to keep up with her as he followed the route that seemed to premade to be natural and he suddenly wondered if this was some kind weird trap. 'No, it can't be a trap, there's no way it's a trap. She's just like me' he thought to himself as he followed until they reached the cabin she spoke of. It was indeed abandoned and looked absolutely the definition of unsanitary and a complete danger hot spot but he didn't care. He had to trust Anna knew what she was doing.

At her declaration of his 'temporary home' he had to smirk and chuckle, seeing how full of life and adrenaline she was. "Well it's no MTV crib house but it'll do. A bit of a fixer upper but it'll work" he remarked, trying to be funny but not sure if it was actually working. Dean was always the funnier one out of the two of them. As she came over and hugged him once more, he wrapped his arms round her also, "No...thank you" he told her back, "You've given me a breath of fresh air...literally and figuratively" he added.

Every thought in the world rushed through Dean’s head as he ran across the parking lot, the rage he had felt only moments before pushing him through the fear that he felt at the idea of his baby brother’s throat being ripped out in some random woods in Minnesota. Growling, he looked back at Kenzi, allowing her to catch up to him.

Angry or not, they were better together against a nest, if that’s what they were walking into. This was unlike Sam, to run off with some random person. This person must have gotten into his head, poisoned him.

“Sammy, what were you thinking…”, he muttered, hitting the woods and following the trail that seemed to be laid out. He noticed that it was a specific trail, which caused him to stop and turn to Kenzi, “This was planned. They’ve done this before…the vamps. We can just follow their trail and hopefully he’s alive in there.”

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Anna giggled at his joke. It wasn’t particularly funny, but with the adrenaline and the freedom, it was the funniest joke she had ever heard. Pulling him with her, she backed through the front door of the house, the lock long having been broken. The house almost moaned at being inhabited again, the floorboards creaking under her feet as she pulled him.

“There’s no power. So, it’s going to be a boring night. I don’t know how much of a breath of fresh air that will be, compared to the hotel…”, she quipped, signaling at the dusty living room. Without much of a thought, she gained a bit of courage, tangling her fingers into the back of his hair and kissing him roughly.

Even if they were in the heat of their argument, there was no way in hell sh was going to let Dean go after Sam alone. She did see Sam as her own younger brother and if it was vampires that had taken him then she knew Dean would need help. She couldn't help but also wonder why the hell John wasn't out here trying to find his son, but here they were doing the one job John bloody Winchester should be doing. She was thankful that Dean let her catch up to him as she then caught up and proceeded to keep pace with him as they crossed the road and to the entrance of the woods.

As they entered the woods and came to the premade trail, she really hoped they were both wrong in thinking this girl Sam followed was a vampire. The idea of them being possibly so close to the main town was unlikely to her but she also knew hunts could lead them to many surprises and maybe this was one of those moments. She looked at Dean as he pointed out the pre made trail, "I really hope it's not vampires and it's just some random kid he's run off with. But let's keep our heads level either way. We do this together to bring him back" she replied to him.

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Sam smiled when his awful joke made her at least chuckle. He knew he wasn't great at making jokes but he didn't care. He let her pull him into the cabin as he looked around at how it was holding up, making notes of how the floors creaked and really hoped that them doing this won't attract any of the vampires that they were even in town for. He smirked at her words, "It'll do" he said back to her before he suddenly got taken off guard and almost off balance when she just flung herself onto him and kissed him. He didn't fully know what to do or how to react until he suddenly felt his brain kick back into gear and kissed her back.

Dean shook his head at Kenzi. Honestly, if it was some random kid, that was almost worse. He didn’t want to hurt some random kid. And right now, he wanted to hurt something. He stopped, as the trail seemed to lead into a dense patch of woods. Whoever had left this trail, left it as a diversion to something.

Turning in a circle, he looked around the woods around them, attempting to find a sign that anyone or any thing had come through. As he back tracked a few steps, he saw a footprint. It was a large boot print, similar to Sam’s large feet.

Growling, he stood, and pointed himself in the direction of the footprint, “They went this way. She better hope my brother doesn’t have a hair moved on his head…”

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Anna continued to kiss him, before coming up for air after a bit, her face red from embarrassment. Keeping her nose pressed against his, she released his hair and trailed her hand down to his neck, “Sorry about that. I’m just excited and…well…might as well enjoy having company while I have it.”

She gave a soft giggle, tempted to kiss him again as the moon caught his eyes. His own excitement was just as exhilarating as running away in general. Sighing, she pulled him further into the house, falling back onto the dusty couch with a giggle as the dust fell onto the floor.

“Ew…”, she giggled, pulling him down with her for a kiss, not knowing how close his brother was to ruining everything for both of them.

Mika saw him shake his head and could just tell that for whatever reason he had for reacting in a way, he didn't want to think about the less traumatic option of why Sam ran off. She could very much still see he was beyond angry from their confrontation but was at least thankful for the fact he was putting on his professional cap on when it came to getting Sam back and not putting his issues toward her in the way. As they reached the denser part of the woods, she couldn't help but make sure she had his back and looked out at every which way just to play safe and not let themselvess get ambushed.

She let him do what he needed to to regain his findings of Sam's foot prints, k owing if anyone could distinguish Sam's footprints from a random person's, it would be Dean. "then let's get moving before it gets any darker in here" she replied after he pointed out which direction the kids went. She followed on, keeping back to make sure they weren't being followed just incase it was something more nefarious than Sam acting out for the sake of it.

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Anna wasn't the only one who found their face flushed red after they pulled away from each other to regain air from the impromptu make out session. Sam was also flushed pink in his cheeks as she let go of his hair and kept her hands round his neck instead. "I-it's okay" he stammered sheepishly but smiling to show he really didn't mind that she just kissed him. He let her kiss him again, which he then kissed back and did so a lot better than last time as he was more prepared for it this second time and not stumbling his way through his reaction before actually kissing her back.

He gladly followed as she pulled him through the house more and chuckled as she plonked herself down on the couch and seeing the dust fly up and round her. It was equally amusing and gross all at the same time before he got yanked one more time to sit with her where more dust flew up as he kissed her back. Due to the adrenaline of doing what he was, he didn't think for a second that his brother and Kenzi were on his tail and nearing his location by the minute.

Dean stepped carefully through the dense woods, stopping now and again to check for disturbances in the soft ground. As the woods began to thin, he slowed, holding Kenzi back with his arm, as he stopped. In front of them was a clearing of high grass, and an old shack standing in the center.

“That doesn’t look good…”, he whispered, peering around the entire area to see if it was guarded. Part of him still believed that this whole thing was a vampire set up, and they were walking directly into the trap. Knowing his brother, he also doubted that Sam would just crash in any old house. The kid made his bed every morning, in a hotel.

Huffing shortly, he strolled across the grass, one hand holding his machete under his gun in the other hand. Creeping up to the door, he turned to make sure she was still behind him, before slowly nudging the front door open with his foot and entering.

He lowered his gun pretty quickly when he realized he was pointing it at the back of his brother’s head, “Sammy! What the hell do you think you’re doing just running off into the night, like that, man? Don’t move.”

As he scolded his brother, he noticed a blonde head on the other side, causing him to raise his gun halfway again.

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Anna’s hand had just crept under the band of Sam’s shirt, resting on his bare stomach as their little make out session grew more aggressive. Her other hand had found its way back into his hair, her heart racing. She never even heard the door open, only the sound of an angry man screaming Sam’s name.

She jumped, pulling away from the kiss and stared at the man and who she could make out as a woman of similar age in the dark, “Um…Sam…”

She didn’t move from where she sat, afraid the man she assumed was Sam’s father or possibly….brother? Would shoot her, “Is that your brother?”

Mika glad followed until she was given the signal to stand back, to which she did. She looked over his shoulder to see the old abandoned shack and noted how it looked it was going to to bits any minute. Did Sam seriously come here? It was so out of character for him, none of this was making sense to her in the slightest. She pulled out her machete from its sheath on her belt and held her own gun half up still as she stayed behind Dean, making their way to the house and following him inside.

What she saw was something she was never expecting and that was Sam clearly lip locked with someone on a dusty dirty couch. She lowered her gun and her machete, sheathing it in place once more. She let Dean speak up first, clearly pissed off from conern for his little brother at what he was seeing. She had to admit she too wanted to know what Sam was thinking and she wasn't even meant to be someone who cared for Sam. She watched on as Anna's head peeked out from behind Sam and Sam looked round, scrambling to look like he didn't just sit there kissing a girl.

Sam jumped when he heard Dean's voice come out of seemingly nowhere and wondered why he was there and more importantly why he even let Kenzi come along. "Oh what..like you havent ever snuck off?" he asked Dean, "I just wanted to get away from dad for a bit, and Anna here is a daughter of a hunter too. She wanted to show me this place" he replied to him, "but Sam, it's not safe out here. This isn't like you at all" Mika spoke up, which made Sam look toward Kenzi. "You mean, like it's not like you to shack up with my brother..Kenzi? you're both hypocrites, you know that right? I don't want this life, I wanna be a normal kid" he almost snapped back, deliberately putting emphasis on Mika's fake name. He never fully trusted that kenzi was her real name and she looked far too much like how Mika would look at her age for him to be comfortable with just accepting she was someone else. He knew her eyes were a rare colour, even for someone with brown eyes, he had only ever known Mika to have that dark a colour eyes so when Kenzi came into their lives (or more to the point, Dean's life) he found it incredibly weird with the timing.

Dean was nearly seething as he listened to everything, but his eyes narrowed at Sam’s words for a second. He slowly turned to Kenzi, his own suspicions being brought forward as they argued, “That’s enough…”

He spoke softly, before exploding, “THAT’S ENOUGH! You don’t get to walk out on your family. It’s your family! Whatever she has brainwashed you into believing, well…I can’t help that. But dammit Sam. This isn’t about me and her. This is about you. Were you planning to run away?”

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Anna gripped Sam’s arm, being used to men that were in the “business”. This ‘Dean’ was angry, and he was holding weapons. She panicked, starting to stand, before Dean raised his gun at her.

“I said don’t move…”, he whispered, his eyes drifting back to Sam as she slowly lowered herself back down. She then locked eyes with Kenzi, wondering who the woman was to them, and why Sam seemed so angry at her. Dean spoke up again, rehashing the question.

“Were you planning to run away? Leave me to hold the bag with dad? Hmm? With some girl you met, what…4 hours ago at the most? What were you planning to do out there?”

Mika lowered her gun and even holstered it in the back of her pants as she did so, wanting to come across as the less intimidating one in this situation. They were just kids, kids that wanted an out and she couldn't blame them for that. They may be teenagers but they were still young, too young for this life. At Sam saying her name in such a manner made her remain quiet but gave him the look 'don't bring me into this'. She just wanted to help Dean bring Sam back safely as she tried to ignore the fact Dean took a slow glance at her because of Sam's attitude toward her.

Sam huffed at Dean practically shouting at him before asking him a barrage of questions and accusations. "She hasn't brainwashed me! And I've wanted out for a while! Dean this life isnt for me, I wanna go to college, to school! I wanna live a normal life! I'm done being between you and dad being at logger heads all the damn time! You say it's not about you and her but it is partly! It's always Kenzi that makes you argue with dad! I hate being between you two" he snapped back. "Anna here just got me away from it for a while, why is that so bad? So what if I met her only four hours ago, You ran off with Kenzi after the same amount of time the first time!" he pointed out again.

She noticed how Anna was looking at her and could just tell she was wondering how the boys were being the way they were around her but she was remaining silent still. She listened to Sam snap back constantly at Dean, yet again bringing her into it, making her sigh in annoyance. "Sam me and your brother are a very different situation. Just come back to the motel yeah? Before your dad realises you're both gone and lose his shit big time" she said, a bit more softer than how Dean was speaking to him. "You're not my sister, you can't tell me what to do." He said to her, narrowing his eyes at her. "If you were Mika maybe I'd listen to you...but you're not...are you?" he said back, but said it in a way that almost could be translated into having a completely different meaning.

Sighing again, she pinched the bridge of her nose to remain calm before looking at Anna, "I think it's time you let Sam come back to his family. Whatever has been said between the two of you should be forgotten and I think you should forget you even met Sam" she suggested, but her tone said 'do it or else'.

Dean rolled his eyes, throwing both his hands up as Sam attacked with everything his good nature had in him. He was aware that he and his dad fought…a lot. He was also aware that Sam usually ended up in the middle of everything, because he was just as stubborn as their dad.

“That’s not how things work, Sam! You can’t just run out on this! Dad would never let you go, do you understand that? He would hunt you to the ends of the earth and bring you back kicking and screaming. Our life…what we have…it’s normal. It’s normal for us.”, Dean shouted, before Kenzi chimed in and Sam attacked her too. He closed his eyes tightly, gritting his teeth, nearly cracking them as Sam brought Mika up again. It was as if his brother was in his head, pushing forward the idea that Kenzi was Mika or knew something. The whole thing was making his head spin in rage.

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Anna leaned her forehead against Sam’s back, breathing heavily as panic began to set in about her going back to her mother. She didn’t want to go back, and she also didn’t want to be alone. She wanted Sam to come with her. As a tear soaked into the back of his shirt, she sighed and leaned up.

“That’s not fair…”, she muttered at Kenzi, shaking her head, “He deserves a life. We deserve a life. I can’t go back there…”

“And you can’t stay here. I don’t really care what you do, princess…but you’re not taking my brother.”, Dean spoke up, pointing his gun toward the ground next to her.

“Would you really shoot me?”, she whispered, blinking away tears as Dean didn’t seem to waver, “Wow…”

As the argument went on, Mika was starting to see that they would be going round and round in circles at this rate if someone didn't back down. That someone preferably needing to be Sam. She watched on intently at everyone's body language, she saw Dean was trying so hard not to completely lose his cool as Sam kept bringing her true identity but as if she was another person entirely. After her own argument with Dean over that same topic, she knew this could only go so much worse if Sam didn't drop the topic. She also noted how Annabeth was being, she could see the genuine fear of what going back meant for her and it got her wondering, did her mother or father beat her?

"It shouldn't be normal Dean! That's the point! It's not fair!" Sam said back before sighing as he felt Anna in his back and clearly crying. Hearing Dean be so callous to Anna made his blood boil but he knew his brother wouldn't budge at all on this. He also hated that Dean was pointing at a gun near her feet. "Dean stop! I know you're clearly frustrated still over your own situation but stop! I'll come back with you alright!? But please, don't hurt her...her mother and mother's friends do enough of that" he told them both, making Mika sigh and gently push Dean's hand that had his gun in down and with a swift movement, put the safety back on it, keeping her hand down ontop of his. "Dean he's right...she's just a kid that's acting out because of bad parenting." she said softer, trying to diffuse the situation a bit. "I understand wanting to run away but you can't take Sam with you I'm afraid." she told Anna.

Huffing a bit, Dean lowered his gun with Kenzi’s hand, closing his eyes again. He opened them to glare at his brother, almost feeling sorry for the girl, “Fine. You can take whatever it is that made you come out here, and scare me half to death and you can bury it. If you ever do this again, I’ll shoot you in your knee…”

Dean knew he wasn’t serious. He would never seriously wound his brother, but he needed Sam to have something to fear. In all honestly, Dean didn’t want to be alone either, like Anna.

Anna peered up over Sam’s shoulder at Kenzi. She sat back from him a bit, nodding her head with a sniffle. She wasn’t giving up, as much as she just knew that he wouldn’t be able to get away so easily. If she had known…

Pulling his face to look at him, she smiled, “It’s okay. I’ll be okay. It was fun while it lasted, right?”

She brushed his hair behind his ear one more time, and pecked his lips, as her free hand reached down and picked up her bag. Standing carefully, she backed toward the back door of the house, choosing to run through the night, rather than risk staying around Dean.

“Anna wait…”, Dean sighed, reaching a hand out. The girl was going to be eaten alive out there, and now he was responsible, but he didn’t follow her. He simple ducked his head and sighed, “Dammit…”

The moment Dean threatened Sam with shooting him in the knee if he ever so much as tried running away again, Mika knew he wouldn't really do it. He loved his baby brother far too much to do actual bodily harm to him and knew he would be quicker to hurting anyone else who hrut him and see to Sam's wounds than cause harm himself. Yet the similarities between this Anna girl and Dean with not wanting to be alone didn't go amiss on Mika. She knew a lot of the time that Dean asked her to share his motel room with him or asked her if he could crash in hers, was simply down to him not wanting to be alone. If she truly honest with herself, that was one of her reasons for always accepting and agreeing to be with him in their messed up way.

Sam was ready to say something back to Dean, but Anna stopped him by pulling his head to her and reassured him she would be okay. He didn't believe her and wanted to help her get freedom from her mother, but he didn't know how. SO all he could do was nod and let her brush his hair behind his ear yet again. Closing his eyes briefly, he let the kiss linger on his lips before reopening his eyes and watched as she grabbed her bag and made a swift exit from the building, running out into the woods where it wasn't safe.

"Nothing was going to stop her running Dean, you and I both know it. She seems like a tough kid, we can only hope she'll make it" she told him, really hoping that the vampires in town wouldn't find her and rip her apart on principle or kill her for food. She then turned back to Sam, "Come on, lets get back to the motel" she suggested, going to put her hand on his shoulder but he just shrugged her off of him and starting to head to the door. "Well? We going or what?" Sam asked them both, "And if dad doesn't notice us all coming back, I won't tell him you got her here after everything he said in the car" he told Dean.