Dean gritted his teeth, his jaw clenching visibly as Natalia refused to leave him alone. She was so much like Sam that it hurt, but with his grit. Damn stubborn woman…

As the back of the Impala dipped a bit with her sitting beside him, he sighed and placed his head in his hands. He didn’t say anything for a bit, just fighting hard to control the rage that he had been so good at keeping control of, until he ended up in Hell. But he couldn’t tell Nat about Hell, not yet.

Keeping one palm on his forehead, he turned his head toward her slightly, just staring at her, before turning his sight back toward the ground behind the Impala, “They slept together…”

It hurt to even say the words out loud. His stomach cramped and he fought the urge to run straight back into the house, to finish the deed. Instead, he turned his head back to Nat, just looking at her, “And while I know it was probably Cupid, I can’t help but see a demon, hitting her at her most vulnerable place. And I caused that.”

Dean pressed his lips together tightly, and gave a sad laugh, “Because unlike what she went through, I kissed Esme willingly…”

His anger was slowly fading to a horrible guilt, one that he was intimately familiar with, with Mika. It’s not like this was the first time he had let her down, and either caused her to do something stupid, or to be injured in the process. This was just the first time that the situation had started with a lie…

He leaned back, laying his head against the back glass of the Impala as he closed his eyes and sighed loudly, “Nat, I don’t think we can come back from this one. I can’t look at her without wanting to kill him or feeling like an absolute piece of shit for what I did…”



Cason glanced to Esme, and simply threw his hands up, “We might have…Well cupid might have made us…have sex…”

As the words left his mouth, Violet’s head landed in his lap, and he hugged her tightly, taking a long drink from the open whiskey bottle. There was still a chance, if he stayed, that he would end up killed, tonight.

Unless.

He heard a faint melody playing from upstairs, as Cupid landed on the eve, just outside Mika’s window, keeping himself invisible to her, but drawing her to the open window to look down at Dean, tears streaming down his face to see the pain the both of them were in.

He could fix this…

Cason stood quickly, as the music played and looked around Bobby’s desk, until he found the large hunting knife Bobby kept under one of his books for protection. He pulled it, quickly slicing a deep cut into his hand and ran to the nearest closet door, taking the blood from his hand onto his finger, and began painting the same sigil from the hotel they met in.

No one else was singing tonight, especially Mika.



Anna stood from the ground, searching around for her shirt and shorts, quickly shimmying into the shorts once she had them in her hands. She then threw the t-shirt on, trying not to flash Bobby in the process and joined Sam, to make sure Bobby could get a good look at her face.

Bobby gave Sam a look, still concerned about the idea that Anna might have seduced Sam just to get him to let her go, but rolled his eyes at his younger son’s inability to keep to a plan, if his feelings were involved.

“What happened?! Oh, well while you were off frolicking, your brother almost killed Cason. Apparently, from what little I could gather from the situation, you’ve all been singing your songs. Where yours was happy, apparently, the others were not so much.”, Bobby explained, his expression exhausted, “And Cason and Mika ended up rolling around together. So, there’s a whole ass can of worms open, up there. I don’t even know where Dean ended up…”

Bobby got as much info as he could out of his system, before turning and walking back upstairs. He was aggravated, tired, and honestly fed up with the whole song and dance that they couldn’t seem to break out of.

Anna’s eyes widened behind Sam, “Cason and Mika?! I would have never guessed that one…”

NATALIA WINCHESTER

Nat just stayed by his side the entire time, letting him take his time to finally start talking, knowing her brother well enough to know eventually he will cave and open up. Turned out, her theory was indeed correct as he finally said the exact truth of what happened and she wasn't fully expecting it to be that drastic. Especially with Mika of all people.

She kept looking forward but her face made it very clear she was listening to him, she just wanted him to get everything off his chest first before she said anything that shhe was thinking. Hearing him blame himself for it, she sighed and glanced down at her hands. She knew she couldn't tell him it wasn't his fault, because yes, it partly was. But in her eyes Cupid was the bigger culprit for all of this.

She didn't like that Dean admitted he kissed Esme willingly, it was bad enough it came across as part of Cupid's great plan, but to hearing he wanted to kiss the other woman just felt so much worse. She listened as he said he didn't think they could come back from this and leaned back with him.

"Dean if I know you both as well as I think I do then I know you'll both get passed this. It might take some time but that woman up there loves you like no tomorrow. Yeah, she a hurting because you're obviously keeping something from her, but anyone would be in her position. If the roles were reversed, could you really say you wouldn't have reacted the same way as she did?" she replied to him, still remaining calm and collected with him.

"I do think though if you still want Mika in your life, then you gotta be honest with her about Esme. She is absolutely terrified that you want Esme over her and she didn't need to tell me that for me to see it in her eyes. For as stubborn, hot headed and impressively strong as she is? She doesn't know how to live without you. Look-"she spoke, before turning her head to look at him, "I may not be the best at being able to giving relationship advice because let's face it, I'm the last person who wants to get tied down. But what you two have is literal goals. Besides the fights that is. Anyone in a hundred mile radius can see how much she adores you and when you were gone, I have never seen someone grief like she did." she told him honestly.

She hoped that any part of her words would help him. It was then she could hear a faint melody coming from Mika's room.

MIKA CHAMBERS

The moment the fdsint melody began playing she looked up from her lap and tried to fight it, but she couldn't. She felt herself drawn to the window that she didn't realise she had open and looked down at Dean and Natalia talking on Dean's impala. It was then she started singing...

"I stare at the girl in the mirror, t-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen. But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all of my defences just fall away, fall away.. I am beautiful with you. Even in the darkest parts of me, I am beautiful with you, you make it feel like the way its supposed to be, you're here with me, just show me this and I believe, that I am beautiful with you" she began singing, tears streaming down her face as she looked right at Dean below her.

The lyrics feeling like the rawest truth she had ever felt toward him. "I stand naked before you now, no walls to hide behind, so here am I, you see all my scars and still here you are, I bare my soul and I'm not afraid, not afraid. I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest parts of me, I am beautiful with you, you make it feel like it's supposed to be, you're here with me, just show me this and I believe! I am beautiful with you"

She couldn't stop the lyrics from just pouring out of her as she sang about how even though she's terrified of anyone seeing her scarred body, she let him in and he never once smothered her with pity, just stayed and still saw the real her.

"I've been the strong one for so long, but I was wrong, does it make you weak if you're needing someone, I'm not holding back I know what I want! I am beautiful with you, I am beautiful with you, you want me for myself, you get me like no one else! I am beautiful with you! I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me, I am beautiful with you, you make it feel like it's supposed to be, you show me this and I believe, I am beautiful with you" she managed to sing out as her voiced wavered from the words pouring out of her.

As she ended the song her legs buckled from under her and she let herself herself drop to her knees and sobbed. Unaware that Cupid was by her the whole time and crying himself at what he had caused, or that Cason was well and truly at the ready to banish the angel.

SAM WINCHESTER

Sam was hoping he wouldn't regret asking what happened but the moment Bobby started his spiel about the night's events, he instantly regretted asking. His eyes went wide though when it was announced that Mika slept with Cason. He never would have thought in a million years that she of all people would have fallen to the trap of sleeping with a demon. She always seemed so much stronger than that.

As Bobby left in a huff he sighed and ran his hands through his hair. "I'm going to need to find Dean or Mika..one or the other. I never would have seen that one either. I know Meeko, she wouldn't have done that willingly.." he replied to Annabeth.

It was then he heard the sound of music coming from way upstairs and he groaned in annoyance." I'm gonna have to go see to this, can I trust you to stay here whilst I do?" he asked Annabeth, more in a way so he could be rest assured that at least oe person he cared about would be safe somewhere.

At Cason’s confession, Esme had turned her face away from him, laid her head on the floor and closed her eyes. No wonder Dean was so irate and went after Cason, trying to kill him. She sighed heavily as she laid on the floor, still under the weight of Sarah. She knew Sarah would not let her up until she was completely free of her rage, but she had finally released her arms. Esme lifted her arms and put her hands on her aching head, feeling Sarah’s snout under her chin, and her breath on her chin and neck. She could still feel rage coursing through her, but not as bad as it was, thanks to Sarah.

The heat that had been radiating from her body had died off, which meant she wouldn’t go nuclear any time soon. Then she heard it and a groan escaped her lips. Cupid had struck again. Moving her hands slightly, she looked at the stairs as she heard the faint melody traveling down them. Her eyes went from the stairs to Cason as he quickly stood from the couch. She watched him as he moved around the room, then painted the sigil on a door. She recognized it from the hotel room they had all met in. Cason was planning on banishing Cupid. Esme turned her gaze from Cason to Sarah, their noses almost touching as Esme looked at her.

She removed her hands from her head and sat them on Sarah’s neck, then gave her a hug. “I’m good now. You can let me up.” she told her softly, giving her a pat. Sarah nuzzled Esme before slowly and easily lifting herself off of Esme and moving to the side. Esme slowly rose to a sitting position, then got to her feet with the help of Sarah. She leaned against Sarah for support, feeling drained from feeling so much rage and having it hit her so quickly. Her attention went back to the stairs when she heard the melody come to a stop, then sighed deeply as she looked over at Cason again. “When do you plan on using that?” she asked him. “And how close does he have to be for it to work?”

Dean knew that everything Nat was saying was true, as he laid with his hands on his stomach. He closed his eyes as she essentially washed over most of the emotions he had, himself. He knew Mika was crazy about him. Hell, she had almost died for him a few times, in the past. Their breakup was so explosive that he went down the worst path of self destruction, he had experienced in his life.

“Esme saved my life.”, he muttered to Nat. This was the first time he had truly opened up to his sister about anything this personal, and it almost felt like he needed it, desperately, “After Mika and I broke up, Esme found me, at one of the lowest points in my life. I was needy. I was constantly drunk, and I had nightmares…violent ones. She never judged. She never fought against my nature.”

He had started to hear the music playing upstairs, “I need to tell Mika, but how do I tell her that the person I kissed back at the bar is the only other person I’ve ever been in love with, other than Mika? I don’t figure she’s gonna take that much better…”

Dean turned his head, peering up at Mika’s bedroom window as she started to sing. He sat up slowly, just watching her as she sang. Much to his surprise, he could hear every single one of the lyrics. It wasn’t forgiveness. It was simply her wanting to feel like he still saw her as the girl he fell in love with, changed with, and worked so hard to keep.

He slipped his legs off the side of the Impala, and without missing a beat, ran toward the house. He swept past Esme and Cason, and straight up the stairs, causing Cason to groan as he continued painting the sigil. Without answering Esme, Cason slapped his bloody hand against the sigil, causing a loud scream and a bright flash of light to flood the exterior of the house. Cupid was gone.

“Now…and I don’t know exactly how close you have to be. Apparently, just within the same property. So, yay! No more cupid…”, Cason gasped out, pulling a bandana from his back pocket and wrapping his cut hand in it tightly, “No more singing…”

Dean came to a stop, skidding into the door frame of Mika’s bedroom, to see her sobbing on the floor. A pained look washed over his face as he carefully crept into the room, his boots easily giving him away as he stepped slowly, and finally crouched, sitting on his knees beside her and pulling her body against his chest.

“Shhh. Hey. Just relax.”, he whispered, falling back on his ass against the wood floor. He wrenched her arms around his waist, and held her tightly against him, “I’m right here…”



Anna nodded softly, not wanting to stay in the vault, but knowing that if she left, it could stir up a whole new set of trouble. She reached out and brushed her fingertips down Sam’s arm, before stepping over to the bed and sitting down with a small sigh.

“Go. Help your brother. I’ll be here, when you get back.”, she murmured, a small reassuring smile on her face as she watched him, “I promise…”

NATALIA WINCHESTER and MIKA CHAMBERS

Nat listened to his brother finally begun to open up to her about something. She found if he was doing this then maybe just finally, they could bond and start to become as close as her and Sam were. It wasn't that they never got on, far from it, but anyone could see how much more open to her being a sibling from the get go, Sam was in comparison to Dean.

She listened in silence, closing her eyes and sighing inwardly as he confessed that he did at least at one time, loved Esme. Opening her eyes she glanced at him again after looking up at the night sky, "she probably won't...at first but you and I both know, under that hard exterior Mika will understand and probably will thank Esme for saving you. It'll take time yeah, but something tells me she'll come round and admit to preferring you having loved someone else than be dead." she said softly.

She was about to say something else to bond more with her brother when the lyrics from Mika's mouth made it to outside and pulled Dean from her heart to heart with him. Watching him waste no time run back into the house, she knew where he was going and it made her smile softly as she made her way off the car herself and headed inside slowly, shoving her hands in her jeans pockets. "and you've succeeded girl" she complimented herself as she suddenly saw the flash of light from a sigil being used and figured that Cason managed to banish Cupid once and for all.

Whilst Mika was singing, she saw Dean staring up at her, listening to her sing her most private inner thoughts about how she's always felt about him and what she always craves from him. She craved his approval, for him to be proud of her, to just...love her for who she is. Flaws and all.

From her dropping to her knees she didn't see him make a rush for the house until she heard his familiar hevay footsteps pounding up the stairs but she couldn't look up at him, even when he skidded to a halt by her door...by their door. She hesrd his footsteps and saw his booted feet walk in slowly toward her before dropping to her level.

She just let her body get pulled into him and her arms to be wrenched around his waist as he spoke softly to her. She gripped the back of his flannel shirt as she sobbed, hating being this weak, or what she perceived as weak but she was overwhelmed with the guilt and heartbreak she felt, not to mention by the words she sang to him.

"I'm sorry Dean... I'm so sorry... Please.. don't hate me....." she cried, convinced that what Cupid made her do would completely destroy what she had with Dean. She couldn't deal with having him look at her the way he did downstairs.

Natalia walked into the living room where Bobby, Cason and Esme were and saw Cason wrapping his hand up, her suspicions if what happened being confirmed without her even asking it. "you did that at the right time." she told him, before glancing upwards hoping things were alright with her brother and his girlfriend.

She then looked at Esme, "Dean told me your history with him...at least, the important part. I didn't know he existed back then, but...thanks for saving my brother's life" she told her honestly.

SAM WINCHESTER

Sam didn't like asking her to stay in the vault, but for the sake of keeping everyone calmer, he knew it was for the best. Just for now and it seemed by her reply, she understood his reasonings as well. "thanks Anna" he replied with a soft smile.

He exited the vault, leaving the door ajar to show some kind of trust for her in her promise and walked upstairs. He saw the majority of everyone in the main room but no Mika and Dean. "upstairs in their room" Natalia commented to him as she looked at him as he walked into the room.

"thanks" he replied and walked cautiously towards the stairs and looked up the stairs, debating on whether he should go upstairs or not. It took him a couple of minutes of debating the pros and cons in his head before he walked upstairs slowly and from the stairs he could see into the bedroom and sighed, seeing they were having a much needed moment.

So to give his family the space they needed and respect, he sat down on the top step, back facing the room and decided to wait.

Esme’s attention was pulled from Cason as Dean came back through the door. She could see he was a man on a mission. She watched him ascend the stairs until he was out of sight. She dropped her gaze to Sarah, who she was still leaning against, and closed her eyes briefly with a sigh. She hoped Dean could work things out with Mika after everything that went on tonight, she’d hate to see their relationship ruined just because of what Cupid had done. She opened her eyes and looked back over at Cason. Just as he raised his hand to slap the sigil, Esme shielded her eyes from the bright light that emitted from the sigil as Cason slapped it.

Then she heard the scream as it banished Cupid. Esme let her arm drop from her face and looked at Cason as he spoke. She couldn’t help but sigh in relief that Cupid was gone and wouldn’t be causing anymore problems for them. “Glad to hear it.” she mumbled as he wrapped up his hand. “I almost hate to say it, but that is music to my ears.” She then saw Natalia enter from the corner of her eye. She was hesitant to look at the woman after everything, even after she spoke to Cason. Though when she spoke to her, she slowly turned her gaze to Natalia, a soft look on her features.

“You’re welcome.” she replied. “I only did what anyone with a heart would do.” She turned her gaze back to the stairs just as Sam came in and Natalia told him Dean and Mika were upstairs in their room. When Sam went up, her gaze dropped back to Sarah. What she told Natalia was true when she saw Dean that day. She couldn’t bring herself to leave him alone in the state she had found him in. She closed her eyes as the memory played behind her eyes of that day. He was so broken, and he was drowning himself in booze. The state of him pulled at her heartstrings and still did to this day.

Anyone that would listen to him, he’d ask them to end his misery by killing him. He had even asked her. Esme shook her head softly to rid it of the memory and opened her eyes to see Sarah looking at her sadly. She patted the hound's side to let her know she was alright, which she responded to with a nuzzle to Esme’s side. She looked away from Sarah and looked around the room. It still looked like a disaster area from when the demons attacked, which made her think of when she had become a demon nuke. She was so ready for the day to end. She just wanted to find a bed, curl up in and go to sleep and forget everything. Would she even wake up tomorrow or would she sleep for several days after everything her emotions and Cupid had put her through today?

Anna stood from the bed almost as soon as Sam left, walking up to the vault to listen to what was happening in the rest of the house. When she heard Sam’s large and heavy footsteps walking up the house stairs, she sighed. She had promised him she wouldn’t leave the vault. But she really wanted to know what was going on upstairs…and after hearing the blast from what sounded like the same thing as back at the hotel, her heart skipped a beat and she slipped through the gap in the door and up the stairs.

Coming face to face with Natalia, Anna stopped in her tracks, “Oh um…Hi…um…Please don’t yell for Sam. I just needed to breathe…”

Cason flinched, backing up from Anna. He pulled the knife he had been holding, and held it out to her with his bloody hand up in front of her face. Bobby shot up from his desk at the same moment, pulling his pistol from its holster and holding it at his side, hammer pulled. She took a deep breath, smelling Cason’s blood and fighting the urge to attack him. When she exhaled, she was fine, no white eyes, no intense thirst, “Cason…I’m not going to hurt you. I’ve been down in that stupid basement for hours. After Sam came down to talk to me…I’m fine.”

She dropped her shaking hand at her side, and quickly shoved it into the pocket of her shorts, “What happened up here?”

“What didn’t happen up here…”, Bobby muttered, putting the hammer back down and tossing the pistol on his desk, once he realized she wouldn’t be much of a threat they couldn’t handle.



“Shhh…I don’t hate you. I’ve never hated you, sweetheart…”, Dean cooed to Mika, rocking her as he held her. He pulled her further onto his lap, moving her legs to straddle his hips so he could look at her face better. He pulled his hands up to her face, brushing her hair away gently and looked into her eyes as best he could, through her guilt.

“Look at me. I’m right here. I saw red, and for that…I’m sorry, alright?”, he cooed, following her eyes around with his own, his nose high in the air to let her know that he was just there to try and smooth things over, “You um…you need to hear some things, and they are things you’re probably not going to like, but they need to be said. Tonight proved that to me more than anything.”

He paused, wiping her tears away with both his thumbs as he held her face, leaning forward to kiss her nose, “Just listen…”

Dean proceeded to explain to Mika slowly how Esme had found him, drunk and suicidal, fighting at a bar. She brought him home for what he had assumed was a hookup, and he begged her to kill him then, or at least help him along. When she refused, and after he sobered up, they talked. She calmed him, presumably with her powers that he didn’t know she had at the time. She was his comfort, and he loved her. He was honest with Mika about the fact that they had no closure, and he had kissed Esme willingly at the bar, and that a small part of him still loved her.

“But you need to know…that I have never, and will never put another person above you. I did, for a while, because I had to…for my sanity. But we’re here, now. Not there.”, he finished, taking a deep and shuddered breath as he rubbed her cheeks.

MIKA CHAMBERS

For the first short while, Mika was too afraid to look at him but when Dean made her sit on his lap in a way that meant she would have no choice to look at him, she hesitantly let him move her face up to meet his eyes after trying to reassure her that he didn't hate her. She couldn't understand why he didn't, because she hated herself for what she did. She had never once cheated on him when they were together. When she went back to Ethan it was during the time they had broken up, and only because she realised Dean wasn't coming back to her. She may not have known about Esme during that time, but she wasn't stupid enough to know he wasn't not dating anyone during those three years.

Sure, she had feelings for Ethan at the time, but he was no Dean. As much as she hated herself for thinking it, Ethan was a case of convenience for her, to make her not feel so alone as she lived through not having Dean by her side. Even if he was an old flame that she went back to and not someone new she met at the time.

She looked at his eyes as he requested her to, letting him speak and apologise for going as far as trying to kill Cason for what had happened. Yet the moment he said there were things she needed to hear, she wasn't sure she was ready to hear it, but she also knew if he was wanting to get it off his chest ow, then she damn well will let him.

She listebed to his story of how he met Esme. The pangs of guilt and hurt as he explained that their big bust up all those years ago made him suicidal. That was her go to, not his. So hearing him be that low from the break up tore her heart into shreds. She never wanted to pull him down so far that he didn't want to be alive anymore and as he explai Ed how Esme saved him from that, she felt like she drove him to Esme's arms.

Because of her, he fell in love with someone else. Yet if what he said was true, something she didn't doubt in the slightest, she also felt a sense of thankfulness toward Esme for keeping him alive. Even though it hurt her, especially that he kissed Esme willingly and not because of Cupid. It felt more of a betrayal than what she did as she had no control of her actions.

She closed her eyes as he rubbed her cheeks of her fallen tears. "I-I'm tha kful she kept you alive, but I'm not going to say that doesn't hurt to hear...because it hurts alot you still have love for her. You're the only one I've ever actually loved Dean, I couldn't ever see myself loving anyone else...so knowing you still hold some love for her? That hurts so much... But I am glad she kept you alive. I'll be in her debt for that" she said honestly as she managed to stop crying finally.

"Dean I can't lose you to someone else. We've been so good for so long now, I've worked so hard to be that better person you deserve, please don't let it be for nothing" she practically pleaded with him.

SAM AND NATALIA WINCHESTER

Sam couldn't help but listen to everything being said between his brother and Mika, finally glad that his brother was opening up to Mika, even if it was something he wasn't fully expecting. He hated seeing the two of them at logger heads as he looked up to both of them and if this heart to heart between them could finally make them move on from this Cupid fiasco then he was happy.

Back downstairs Natalia looked behind her as Annabeth appeared, looking much cleaner now and less terrifying. She was about to call for Sam but when Annabeth pleaded to her to not do that, she kept her mouth closed and did as requested. She was aware from the corner of her eye how Cason flinched and etched his way backwards to get far from Annabeth, which she couldn't blame him for doing. He's tried to be killed by two people now tonight, that would mess anyone up mentally.

She even noticed how Bobby went on the defence until Annabeth explained her current mental state. "Bobby is right, too much has happened. Cupid got in the way of the group. Breaking Mika's heart in the process, she drove home and almost killed herself, got home, cupid struck again and made her sleep with Cason which Dean found out about and tried to kill him with Ruby's knife. Hence the extra mess. Dean and Mika are currently upstairs talking it through after Cupid made Mika sing one more time to Dean and Cason managed to banish the angel. Sam is upstairs too, no doubt waiting for the right time to check in on them both" Natalia explained to her.

"so for us, it's a waiting game to know where people will be sleeping and so on. I just want those two to come downstairs in a good place" she added.

Esme looked over to the stairs behind Natalia when Annabeth suddenly appeared behind her. Esme instinctively reached around behind her and placed her hand on her gun, but didn’t draw it as she heard Annabeth’s words. She noticed Cason flinch and step back with the knife held out. She couldn’t blame him for acting in such a way after trying to be killed twice that night. She even saw Bobby react to Annabeth’s appearance. Esme rested her free hand on Sarah’s side to stop her growling, but never took her eyes off of Annabeth as she spoke to Cason, then asked what had happened.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Bobby put the hammer back down on his gun and toss it on his desk as he muttered, she on the other hand, didn’t release her hold on her gun. She may have felt the calm coming from Annabeth, but that didn’t mean she was going to relax her hold on her gun, especially with how weak she felt at that moment. Esme listened as Natalia explained what had gone on to Annabeth and what was currently happening. When Natalia mentioned they were in a waiting game right now and wanted Dean and Mika to come down in a good place, she silently nodded in agreement.

When it came to where she was going to sleep, she was still planning to go to a motel that was nearby. She didn’t think it was a good idea for her to try and spend the night here. Not to mention, a little space from everyone and their emotions would be nice. One question in her mind, though, was would Cason actually let her go to said motel without following her there to watch over her and hover? Only when the moment came up would she know for sure. Sighing softly as she felt her legs trying to give on her, she slowly slid down the side of Sarah to sit on the floor, then leaned against her.

She finally released her hold on her gun and crossed her arms over her chest, as Sarah laid down and curled around her protectively. Esme tilted her head down and closed her eyes. She knew if anything happened, Sarah would alert her and would also jump into action.

Dean watched her face, as he held it in his hands, running his thumbs across her cheeks a few more times to make sure all the tears had dried up. Thankful they had, he let his shoulders drop with relief that she was back with him, and in her right mind, even if her words hurt his heart.

“Listen to me…”, he whispered, leaning in and placing a small kiss against her lips, “I’m working through all of this. But in the meantime…I need you to know, that I’m not going anywhere. I left, sure. There was a lot of baggage when I left, that neither of us were able to deal with.”

He stopped and brushed her hair back from her face a bit, “But I was unfortunately the brave one of us, that day. And I walked away. I’m not going anywhere. You’re not going anywhere, if I can help it. That connection…that level of trust I put in someone else is something I can’t do, anymore, but I’m not going to lie to you anymore, and say that me and Esme didn’t have that…”

He scanned her eyes, “I love you. Okay? I do. I don’t say it enough. I know. I’m not the greatest at all the relationship stuff.”



Anna listened to everything that Natalia said, her eyes widening and turning to Cason, “You did what?!”

She took a deep breath, letting it out in a sigh and shook her head, “So, we figure out where to go from here, hotel wise. I um…I know I’m not part of the family, but I can bunk with whoever might take me…”

Cason chimed in at that point, shaking his head, “No. If there’s even a chance that Alastair is out there, or that the angels are sitting around waiting for you, you have to stay somewhere where we can keep an eye on you. A situation like what happened to send you to the vault will force someone’s hand…most likely mine or Dean’s.”

Anna flinched, shocked to hear Cason admit that he would be willing to kill her. He had changed, since they broke up for sure. Cason was reading her like a book, as if he had a secret he wanted to tell about her. But he crossed his arms and shifted to another foot.

Cason turned to Esme, “We can go to a motel. I can protect you. We can bring the dogs, and anyone who wants to come is welcome to…”

MIKA CHAMBERS

When she said her reaction, she wasn't naiive in thinking that they may not have hurt him. But considering all the things she could have said, she thought they were the least hurtful. She also figured when she was ready to, she owed Esme an apology and a word of thanks, but only when she was ready to and not be stubborn in refusing to look at the woman.

It would take her time to come to terms with everything he finally admitted to her, and that as something they both had to accept. As he whispered to her and kissed her lips, she kissed him back, doing as he requested of her and let him speak once more. She didn't particularly like what she was hearing but that was solely because she knew it was the truth. They were both in an incredibly tough moment in their lives singly and together which unfortunately took its toll on their relationship.

Mika continued to let him speak, closing her eyes as she took in the feel of him brushing her hair from her face, speaking more about when he walked away but tried tor eassure her that he wasn't going anywhere this time, even if it ended on the reiteration that he did have that with Esme. She looked him in the eyes and tried her hardest to look accepting of the information, which she did but she also knew it would take a while to be completely accepting of it.

"I love you too Dean. I know you are but I've always known that. I'd like to think I know you love me, even if you don't say it often. It shows in your actions...for the most part" she told him honestly, meaning those actions that didn't include making out with another woman.

"as much as this hurts, I can't stop loving you, ever" she added, not looking away from his eyes to show him she meant every word. "we're forever always...right?" she spoke once more, leaning in and kissing his lips briefly before hugging him tightly. "I keep telling myself we've come back from worse. I will need time to fully accept this all, but that doesn't mean I want us to break up or anything...far far from it. I need you more than ever" she explained.

NATALIA WINCHESTER

Nat had a feeling Annabeth wouldn't like what she heard too well but she saw no point in trying to sugarcoat it to the woman. She didn't believe in sugarcoating anything to anyone, despite her history, and Annabeth deserved to know what was going on just as much as the rest of them.

At the mention of where Annabeth should sleep for the night, causing Cason's reply Natalia also pulled a discreet face that perfectly conveyed 'yeesh' even though Cason was only telling Annabeth how it was, just like she was. Didn't mean it wasn't any less painful to say that he was willing to kill her if it came to it.

"I hate to admit it, but Cason is right. I can crash on this couch if Bobby will take me, I know Mika will stay here as its her home as well as Bobby's, not got a clue about what Dean will do, guess that depends on what Mika will want in a way... I'd almost suggest trying to make the pop up bed thing in the vault more comfortable, and you stay in there Annabeth, just to keep you safe from the Angels and Alistair. I'm sure Sam will stay with you if you wanted." she suggested.

At Cason saying he'd stay with Esme, she did think that maybe Esme wouldn't want that but she was going to say nothing on the matter, letting Esme make her own decisions.

SAM WINCHESTER

After a while of hushed chatter between the two of them, Sam decided to stand up off the step, having overheard a lot of what was being said downstairs, but not all of it. He did however hear enough to get a just of what they were discussing.

He walked to the doorway of Mika's room and lightly rapped on the door, "everyone good in here? The guys downstairs are talking about sleeping arrangements" he explained softly, concern for them both evident in his face.

Esme remained quiet as Natalia and Cason spoke to Annabeth. She also hated to admit it, but she also agreed with Cason. She hoped it wouldn’t come down to that. She winced a little at the thought of having to kill Annabeth. When Cason turned to her, she could feel his eyes on her. A breath left her nose at his words. Just as she thought, he was planning on going with her to watch over her. She didn’t answer him right away. She was searching for her words. “I’d actually like to go on my own.” she told him. She lifted her head and opened her eyes to look at him. “But I wouldn’t mind having Sarah or Violet with me.”

It was true she’d rather just go on her own. She needed some time to herself, since every time she tried today, someone asking her not to leave or singing to her interrupted it. She needed some room to breathe and to work through things that tonight had brought up. She couldn't do that with Cason hanging around and hovering. Esme was hoping if she said she wouldn’t mind having one hound with her, it would help in him letting her go knowing she would be protected. She ran a hand through her hair to get it out of her face, then rested it back across her chest. “After everything that has happened, I really need some time to myself.” she added.

As she sat there, she searched his face for what he might be thinking. “And before you ask. No, I don’t plan on running.” She knew that had to be one question running through his mind, just like it had with Dean. Esme wasn’t planning on running from anything unless it got bad enough to, but this time she would make it known and not just disappear without a word and only a note.

Dean sighed in relief, as Mika accepted his explanation of everything, and his ‘I love you’. It was a step in the right direction, just to hear her say it back to him, again, and not in tears. He couldn’t say much, as she explained she loved him no matter what. The thought sent a jolt through his heart as she leaned forward and kissed him. He kissed her back, pushing her hair back from the side of her face again and then welcoming the hug.

“Always forever. I’ve never changed my mind on that…”, he whispered against her ear as he held onto her. He nodded his head against her to let her know he understood what she was saying, as she admitted that she needed time but wasn’t leaving, “Well, I’m here. Whatever you need, whatever time you need. I got you…”

As Sam stepped into the room, Dean pulled back from her a bit and looked up at him with a sigh, “We’re good, Sammy. Go check on them. I’ll fill you in in a bit, after we dry it up.”

He smirked back at Mika and then nodded to Sam, telling him to go ahead and go.



Annabeth sighed, frustrated at the idea of being locked back in the vault. But with everyone in agreement, and now Bobby staring at her as if she was going to explode at any second, she reluctantly nodded, “Fine. I’ll sleep down there. It’s like a prison, but I’m sure I’ll be fine…”

Cason scanned Esme’s face, a little hurt that she didn’t want him to come with her, as she made it known. He didn’t know how to handle her just out right rejecting his offer for safety, although she hadn’t exactly opened up to him in any way that didn’t result in him almost being killed, since they had met.

He nodded slowly and looked down at Sarah, “You can take her. She seems to like you. No doubt she would rip me to shreds if I tried to hurt you.”

Cason chuckled, but gave her another sad look, knowing that this might be the last time he would be able to see her face. He reached down and picked up her hand, bringing her knuckles to his lips gently, “I didn’t think you would run. Get some rest, and we’ll talk tomorrow.”

He dropped her hand and turned back to Annabeth, “Does Sam know you’re out of the vault?”

“No. I’m about to head back, so it doesn’t upset him. Last thing I need is being trapped down there without him…”, Annabeth explained, before turning on her heel and walking back down the basement steps.

“Alright. I think we have everything figured out, for the most part. Now to wait and make sure the others aren’t going to tear the house apart while some of us are gone…”, Cason sighed out, clapping his hands with a wince as the cut on his hand still worked on healing.

MIKA CHAMBERS

Dean's words to her made her feel relieved that he was so willing to accept she would need time to come to terms that he had the better get out than she did when they broke up for three years, for the most part. That wasn't to say she had it rough with Ethan, far from it, but in comparison she felt like Dean had it better with Esme. That was one thing that she knew she'd have to get over so it didn't make her jealous all over again.

He knew what her time with Ethan was like for the most part, she had told him everything when she took the plunge to contact him when Ethan got killed because she didn't know who else to call. She didn't even went to contact Bobby over it at the time, so before she could change her mind she turned to Dean. She needed help to kill the werewolf that killed Ethan out of revenge for her disposing of its mate. But she was too emotionally a mess to think clearly and needed backup to keep her on the straight and narrow... Dean was the one that always succeeded in that. It also meant when she gave Ethan the honour of a hunter's funeral, she told Dean everything about her time with the man.

Hearing that he still thought of them as the forever duo also was of great relief. It told her that through time, they could get passed this bump in the road and be like they were if they worked at it.

Mika barely noticed Sam being around, until he actually spoke up. The fact that Sam even now was still making a point to check in on them said so much to her about the kind man Sam had truly grown up to be. She was actually so proud of Sam. She let Dean do the talking to his brother, before giving a slight smirk back at him when he smirked at her. "we'll be right down Sam. Promise" she added to him.

"alright" Sam replied, "glad you two are alright" he added, giving the doorframe a light knock with a casual fist before turning back on his heels and heading downstairs.

SAM AND NATALIA WINCHESTER

He figured that whilst he was upstairs checking on two of his favourite people in the world, that others would be downstairs talking logistics, even if he didn't even realise Annabeth was downstairs. He had his suspicions as he definitely heard a voice that didn't belong to any of the others down there, but he wasn't going to say anything about it. By the time he reached downstairs, Annabeth was already down in the basement again and out of his eyesight.

He looked around at the others as he rejoined them, seeing that some kind of plan seemed to have been made, as Cason was clapping his hands together and moving the conversation forward. "they're both fine up there, they'll need some time with some things but they're good" he explained to everyone, but mostly to Bobby and Natalia as he knew they were the only ones who really needed to know.

"neither are going to go on a war path for anyone else basically" he added, looking in Esme's direction to show her that she would be safe from Mika's wrath. He didn't want the woman going to a motel thinking that Mika was going to stab her in the back either metaphorically or literally at the drop of a hat. The woman deserved to go away for the night knowing that.

Natalia was glad that Mika had somehow managed to be calmed down. Not that she ever had any doubt in Dean's ability to do as such. She was also glad that what she told Dean about how Mika would come round to the news, so he should tell her everything was right. She may not have known exactly what was discussed but she could make a very close educated guess, which proved to be right and show Dean that she was every much of an observant Winchester as he or Sam.

"I said I could crash on the couch for the night, Esme was going to go to the nearby motel about five minutes drive away I think, Annabeth will stay in the vault, we can make her be more comfortable in there. Dunno where Dean will go or if Mika will let him actually in their room for the night. What about you?" she explained to Sam, "I'll crash in the vault with Anna, keep her calm and such. I'm sure I can find or borrow extra pillows and such from Meeko if I ask nicely enough" he replied with a smile.

Esme watched Cason after she spoke, seeing that her turning him down hurt him a bit. She couldn't really feel how much it hurt him with Sarah curled around her, but she could definitely see it in his eyes and how he didn’t know how to take her turning him down. When he agreed to actually let her go on her own and take Sarah, it surprised her, but she didn’t let it show. At his comment about Sarah, she gave a little laugh of her own. “I don’t doubt that myself.” she said with a laugh in her tone. She didn’t doubt Sarah would protect her from Cason if he tried to do anything to her, her and the hound had gotten pretty close in such a short time.

Esme watched as Cason gave her another sad look, looking as if this would be the last time he saw her, making her wonder why. Did he still think that Dean would try and kill him at some point while she was gone? When Cason reached down and picked up her hand and brought it to his lips, she could only sit there, watch him and listen to what he had to say, then gave a small nod. The way he spoke it was as if she was leaving right at that minute, but she wasn’t, she wanted to make sure that Dean and Mika were good first. Once she knew they were good and she saw it with her own eyes, she would leave and try to get some sleep.

Esme’s attention went to Annabeth as she spoke to Cason, then watched her as she went back down the stairs to the vault. She felt sorry for her having to sleep down there, it didn’t sound like the most comfortable place to be. She sighed a bit as she looked down at Sarah’s head on her lap as Cason spoke once again and gave a small smirk at his words. She herself didn’t think anything would happen while she wasn’t there, but with his group you could never be too sure. Esme placed a hand on Sarah’s head and gave it a scratch before she heard Sam coming down the stairs from checking on Dean and Mika, she lifted her head to look at him, keeping her hand on the hounds head.

When Sam said that both were good, but still needed some time with things, she was happy to hear it. At his next words and his look to her, she was relieved to say the least. She gave a nod in acknowledgment and thanks. As talk went on, she kept quiet as she listened to them. She really didn’t know what to say or add to anything at that moment, but she was glad that everyone knew where they were going to be for the night for the most part.

Dean nodded to his brother, feeling almost bad that he didn’t let Sam help the situation more. He had barely even spoken to the kid since he was resurrected. He would definitely remedy that situation later on, once things finally settled to a point that he would be able to get him alone. Turning his face back to Mika’s, he leaned forward and kissed her nose gently, before pushing her hair from her face to look at her eyes.

“What do you say we get our faces washed up, and go join everyone? I’ll play nice if you do.”, he whispered, kissing her nose again, “And one more thing about earlier, before we go…I’ve been dealing with a long of anger, since..coming back. It scares the hell out of me, because I black out. I’m sorry you had to see that. Seriously.”

He stroked her cheek with his thumb, still watching her eyes with a small smile, “So you tell me what you want to do. We can go downstairs and join the party, or we can climb into bed and sleep off this bad night. What do you say?”



Bobby sighed with relief at hearing that Mika and Dean both seemed okay. The worst storm he had seen them have in years was passing, and he didn’t have to be in the middle of it. The thought caused him to sit back down at his desk with a groan of exhaustion, picking up his whiskey bottle, “Well that’s good to hear. No knock down, drag out fights. Dean’s getting better at handling his messes, I see…”

Cason glanced over to Esme, just watching her face as he heard Sam’s heavy footprints coming down the stairs. He felt a bit of nerves creeping up at the idea that it could be Dean, until he heard Sam’s voice and his shoulders relaxed.

Cason sighed, the knowing that Dean wouldn’t kill him in the middle of the night after everyone was asleep was a big relief. It was obvious that he couldn’t overpower Dean, without seriously harming him. And with six other people that would avenge his death, including several hunters, the thought of killing Dean Winchester caused him to shudder nervously.

“How’s Anna doing, by the way?”, Cason asked, his eyes traveling to meet up with Sam’s face. Bobby tapped on his desk with a pair of scissors, a small gesture to tell Cason to shut up, and not start more fights, “I mean, with the detox, that is. She still raging and freaking out?”

Bobby sighed, taking another long drink of whiskey. These kids were going to be the death of him if they didn’t leave soon.

He stood, and stepped around Sam with a pat on the back, walking into his bedroom on the bottom floor. He rummaged around in the room with a bit of noise, before showing back up in the door frame with several fluffy pillows in his hands. He held them up to Sam with a small smile, proud of being ‘the dad’ for a change, “No sense in you guys sleepin’ down there with nothing to lay on but each other. Take these, and get some rest.”

Bobby stepped over to Sam, and held out the pillows to him, before turning to Nat, “I have another one in the bedroom, if you wanna go steal it from the closet. That old couch is as comfortable as most hunters can get, but you might feel better in the morning if you had a decent pillow.”

He smiled at Nat and then Sam, before letting his face fall with exhaustion and stepping back over to his desk, where he sat down and opened a book.

MIKA CHAMBERS

She listened to what Dean suggested about going back downstairs to see the others, and it quite frankly scared her to do so. She knew she wouldn't attack Esme, but it was so whole idea of the shame she felt for sleeping with Cason out of spite thanks to Cupid's doing. She had no idea how Bobby would look at her for such an act or anyone else for that matter.

She didn't reply just yet as he continued to apologise for his anger burst earlier. When he was done talking, she then replied. "I'm not going to lie to you and say it wasn't terrifying, becuase it was but if you ever have those outbursts again I will be there to pull you right back to the best of my ability" she told him. She meant her words as well, she would be there to help him out of his anger, and she wouldn't lie to him. She had only ever lied to him once in her life, but otherwise she was always truthful with him. She could have lied about her and Cason but she didn't, even though Cason all but begged her not to say anything.

At the feel of his thumb stroking her cheek, she leaned into it slightly, "Okay, lets go down for a bit...I promise I will play nice" she told him, "but when whoever is going is gone, I wanna come back to bed" she added. "I just want this night to end already" she finished saying.

She unwrapped herself then from Dean and stood up onto her feet finally. Part of her wanted to apologise for punching him, but at the same time, despite the explanation he gave her, she still felt it was justified and so she didn't apologise. She felt like they had said enough heavy things for one night. Right now, her main apology was to be said to Esme and Esme alone before she went to the motel.

SAM AND NATALIA WINCHESTER

Both of them couldn't help but nod at Bobby's comments. They too were thankful that despite Dean's actions and Mika's to some degree that the situation got handled calmly and safely. Sam was not in the mood to pull the two of them apart from each other, especially as it was clear from Dean's face that Mika had already gotten a very successful punch in, along with Cason's additions to the already pronounced black eye of his. "Yeah, both seemed pretty calm, emotional, but calm. Got a feeling they'll both be able to crash out in their room without any fights" he replied to Bobby.

Natalia sighed with relief when Sam confirmed that they really were good up there and not on the brink of killing each other whether it be verbally or physically. "Good to know" she said back to both Bobby and Sam, but mostly aimed at Sam.

Sam looked at Cason after he was done talking with Esme and for some reason in his head, wasn't all that surprised that he would ask after Anna. He had been with her for a long time after all, so it was only a given that he would ask after the woman. Bobby's action of tapping scissors on his desk didn't go amiss on him but he saw no reason to be edge just yet. "She's alright. She's not raging or anything, actually seems to be pretty calm" he told the man before him.

Sam let Bobby walk round him and out of the room wondering what else he could possibly say to everyone whilst Bobby wasn't in the room. Luckily it didn't seem to matter as Bobby was back before he knew it and was placing pillows into his arms. "Thanks Bobby" he said with a smile, thankful for having a decent father figure in his life.

Nat looked at him when his attention then turned to her and smiled as he said he had another spare pillow. "Thank you Bobby" she replied, walking into the bedroom and going to the closet to grab the other spare pillow and walk back with it in her grip.

Dean nodded his head at her as she explained that she would stay with him during his violent moments, although the thought of her staying around, while he was raging was honestly scary. He didn’t want to end up hurting her on accident. The feeling in his gut thinking about it was enough to make him never want them to happen again.

He kissed her forehead as she said she wanted to go down stairs and then come to bed. He figured that would be the case, if she agreed to go. He pulled back from her, and helped her scoot off his lap, before standing. His head was still swimming a bit from a mixture of her hard punch to the face and his fight with Cason. He had barely realized he was still bleeding from it.

“I need to clean up after we square everyone away, anyway. I think I might have a bit of a concussion…”, he smirked, bringing his hand up to the back of his head. He pulled it back and it was covered in blood. Sighing, he wiped the blood against his already bloody jeans and shrugged, “Doesn’t seem all that bad. But then again, how often do you get your head smashed into the ground by a demon?”

He gave a small chuckle, and wrapped his arm around her, pulling her to his side tightly as he walked toward the bedroom door. He decided to walk with her in his arm all the way down the stairs, so that Bobby would instantly see that he had things under control, and if Bobby was worried, his worry would calm a bit.



Cason nodded to Sam, a sigh of relief leaving his nose at the fact that the larger man in front of him didn’t pick up on his sarcasm. After how the night had gone, the last thing he needed was to fight the larger and more skilled fighter of the two Winchesters. He turned and sat next to Esme, Violet coming to lay on his lap quietly.

Bobby smiled at both Sam and Natalia as they thanked him, but watched the cushions move under the hellhounds, and pointed to them, “Cason, I want those things out of my house, before anyone goes to sleep.”

“Sure thing Bobby. I’m not gonna stick around, anyway. I don’t sleep, and the last thing I wanna do is sit around. I’m just gonna take a walk when Esme leaves.”, Cason explained, which caused Bobby to give an exasperated nod, sitting back down at his desk and pulling a bottle of scotch from the filing cabinet beside him. He poured a glass and held it up.

“Well, everyone get some rest. Tomorrow starts the hunt for angel signs and stuff. We don’t wanna be too tired for the riveting reading.”, Bobby joked with them, glancing to Natalia with a smile in his eyes, before he heard Dean’s footsteps coming down the stairs, “Well, speak of the devil…”

As talk went on Esme dropped her head again and closed her eyes, feeling that everything had pretty much calmed down and she didn’t have to worry about too much happening while she sat there with Sarah. She couldn’t help but let herself sink more into Sarah as she curled around her more and nuzzled her head into Esme’s stomach. Esme gave Sarah’s head a rub before she crossed her arms over her chest once again and sighed softly. When Cason brought up Annabeth, she almost opened her eyes but heard the warning tap and Cason added more to what he said. She could hear the sarcasm in his words, but apparently Sam didn’t catch it as he responded, which she saw as a good thing.

They didn’t need anymore trouble tonight, they had all been through enough. She listened quietly as the pillows were given, a small smile coming to her lips at how fatherly Bobby was to Sam and Natalia. It almost made her sad at that moment, because she missed that for herself. She pushed the emotion down, she didn’t need to dwell on that. She had already done enough of that over the years, though she still wasn’t over the loss. When Cason came and sat next to her and Sarah, she kept her eyes closed, then a smirk came to her lips at Bobby’s comment about the hellhounds in his house.

It was very clear Bobby didn’t like them being there, she didn’t need to be an empath to know that. At Cason’s next words, she began to have thoughts run through her mind. If he didn’t sleep and was going to go for a walk, then there was probably going to be a point where he’d want to pop in on her if he got bored. She was thankful that Sarah was going to be with her in the motel room. She knew that Sarah would keep him at a safe distance if he popped in while she was sleeping. Being in thought, she almost missed the sound of Dean’s footsteps coming down the stairs, but she didn’t look up like she had before, not even at Bobby’s words.

She would wait until him and Mika were in the room with everyone and she knew that all was fine before she lifted her head to look at them both to see how everything was between them.

MIKA CHAMBERS

If Mika got hurt in one of Dean's rage outbursts, she didn't care as long as she would successfully get him to calm down in some form or manner. She was always of that mindset and she was certain that she would alays be of that mindset. They were very much alike in that respect, as he was usually always there to calm her down when no one else could really succeed in doing so. He knew her better than anyone else, apart from Bobby and seemed to know exactly how to calm her. So she just wanted to be there for him like he was for her.

She watched him as he got up also and checked the back of his head. From the way he ooked slightly swimmy on his feet, she had a feeling he had a concussion from the intense fight with Cason downstairs earlier, which got confirmed by him stating his own assumption of such an injury. "You're always getting concussions around me" she smirked at him lightly. "I swear one of these days I'm gonna make you wear a damn helmet to protect that big dumb brain of yours" she teased at him as he pulled his arm round her waist and pulled her tightly into his side.

As she walked out of the bedroom with him and headed down the stairs, noting how he refused to let her walk down either in front or behind him, but only beside him in his grip, made her wonder if there were other motives leading his actions. She wasn't complaining about him making it clear she was his, but at the same time she had to ponder if that was a large reason for it. To make Cason see she wasn't be toyed with when Dean was around.

She didn't even think for a moment that it could have been something as innocent as letting Bobby see and the others, that the two of them were good despite everything they had all witnessed between them. As they reached the bottom steps, she heard Bobby say what he did to who she could only presume was Sam and Natalia mostly which told her that they had been talking about them whilst they were upstairs. Not only that, but it made her realise she had a lot of apologising to Natalia to do for making her shit scared from her dangerous driving.

SAM AND NATALIA WINCHESTER

At Bobby's request for them all to go get some sleep and rest, Sam and Nat both knew that that was his way of saying 'i want ya all out of my hair and sight unless you're sleping here'. Natalia was particularly glad that Cason agreed to have the hellhounds leave with him and Esme as she did not want to deal with hellhounds being near her whilst she slept on the couch. Both of them could also notice that despite what Bobby just told them, no one seemed to want to move until they saw for themselves how Mika and Dean were, particularly Esme.

Nat gave Bobby a smile back at Bobby's show of affection toward her after his little comment about needing to go through a lot of reading in the morning. "You got that right" she replied to his joking comment.

At the call of 'speak of the devil', both of them twisted round at the hips to see Mika and Dean walk into the main room where everyone else was. They noted the body language between the couple, Natalia inwardly sighing with relief that they did indeed seem to be good again, just as Sam said they were. She didn't think she could deal with how either of them would be if they broke up again. "Glad to see you both seeming alright" she remarked, "we are and Nat? I'm sorry for almost killing us both" Mika replied to her earnestly.

Nat walked over with a sigh and just hugged the woman, "I know you are, but please apologise to Esme at some point" she whispered in her ear before letting go of her and stepping back toward Sam. "Well, now I know you're both good properly, all things considered, I'm going back down to Anna, see you all in the morning" Sam commented, patting Nat on the shoulder before walking to his brother and doing the same to him, then headed downstairs.