MIKA
Mika was glad that Dean nodded his agreement to come to bed with her and not insist on staying with Esme. It was that horrible selfish emotion coming into play a little bit, but she was determined to remember what Duke told her. âdon't let him let you slip through his fingersâ. those words continued to play in her head, really making an effort mentally to take on board his wise words. They both had to learn and put that mantra into action. If Duke can try and do it to keep Esme by his side, then she can do it when it came to Dean. She waited where she stood for him, seeing the looks between him and Anna in the process and was glad that everyone was too tired to yell at each other anymore.
Keeping her attention on to Dean, she gave a small smile when she saw him ruffle his hair, a clear sign he truly was beat and needed to rest. His fingers lifting and brushing against her cheek made her smile back, briefly closing her eyes and reopening them again. âYeah, just you and meâ she replied as she followed his hands down to her own, holding his hand back gladly. Feeling the familiar tug, she followed him upstairs, the ascent feeling like more of an effort than it usually was due to how drained she felt of energy. She was shocked she was even still awake at this point, having been convinced that from the moment she yawned in front of Bobby earlier, she was going to be out cold in minutes. Yet somehow she had managed to remain awake and alert enough to help Duke and calm him down before heading to bed herself.
Stepping inside, she felt such calmness wash over her seeing her room. It didn't matter how long she went before coming back to it, it always felt like an eternity since the time prior. She didn't even get a chance though to take it all in or step over to the bed when Dean turned to her and kissed her so deeply and intensely, it felt like if she wasn't so firmly in place, she would have been knocked over. Instantly she closed her eyes and kissed him back, she knew this kiss. She knew it all too well, he was desperate to wash himself off all of his emotions from the night and just forget for a moment. She felt his desperation as she kissed him, lifting her arms up and wrapping them around his neck, her fingers wrapping into the back of his hair.
It was then she knew that she was just as desperate for his attention and for a moment to forget about all the tension, anger and fear they all went through. She just wanted him and him alone. âI love you Deanâ she breathed between the kisses, forcing herself to try and control herself around him, even though it was always difficult to do. Could she even sleep now after this moment? She didn't know. She had just as much desperation to keep a hold of him in this moment, Duke was right. She couldn't just let him go again, she was done losing the infamous Dean Winchester. Guiding him to the bed, Mika still couldn't stop kissing him, even though she knew they'd have to if they were to get into bed.
NATALIA
Before she got into the bath, she listened to his explanation and she hated what she heard. He went through so much just to keep Anna safe and alive, only to then get out and have to save her, all while injured. The news that he had to feed Anna didn't come as a full surprise now, knowing that Anna was consuming demon blood and a lot of her power was from it. She figured it was because of that, he got away. She didn't once think that Dean ordered everyone to leave him to die or made the injury in his side worse than it was before. His reassurance that he was okay and right here with her made her nod. She really didn't know what she would do if he never made it back to her. It was such a strange new feeling for her to feel, especially as she swore to herself that being hunter meant there was no time for relationships. Nat always thought it was stupid to get involved with people - even Dean and Mika. The anguish and heartache those two put each other through, she never wanted to experience that, but here she was falling in love with Cason.
As she waited for him to get in the bath, she kept thinking about how much he had changed her thought process on letting people in and allowing others to care about her. Not to mention the constant need to tell herself she wasn't going to drown. She felt him get in behind her, making her feel a lot more secure in the tub. She listened as he cupped water into his hands and began to wash the blood out of her hair, tilting her head ever so slightly so it would be easier for him. The silence for once wasn't uncomfortable, it was calming as she let him wash her.
Then he spoke up and it made a small smile appear on her lips for a moment, âwell that's goodâ she replied, feeling him leave little kisses on her shoulder, she had a millisecond of tensing up before she relaxed partially back into him. âI knowâŚ.â She replied, but she never tired hearing him tell her she was safe with him. In some ways, she felt safer with him than she did her own brother's and she always felt with them. Yet tonight just shook that opinion greatly. Dean told her she would be safe in his car, that if she just stayed out, she would be safe. Sam said it, Mika practically said it and yet the demons still got her. Still took her to the one place that has caused her so much trauma and memory loss, she didn't think she'd ever get over it.
Then the three words came as she felt his head against her own. Three words she didn't think he would or could ever say to her or feel for her. An emotion she figured would always be one sided. It took her by surprise and she froze for a moment before a warm and shy smile crept onto her face. A smile that didn't have any fear or worry behind it, a smile that didn't need to be faked to fake she was okay. It was genuine. âI love you too CasonâŚâ she spoke back.
Lifting her head forward, away from his just enough to turn herself the smallest amount to be able to look at him. âI love youâ she spoke again, as the rest of her body began to relax and she had stopped hugging her knees. She needed to look him in the eyes when she said it a second time, so he could see for himself she meant it when she said it. To show him that she wasn't just saying it for the sake of saying it, knowing how much of a big deal it was for a demon to express that large of an emotion. It was unheard of, and yet here he was. Declaring it to her of all people, the one person who not long ago thought romance was ridiculous in her line of work and life and she was declaring it back.
SAM
Sam had given her time to come over the threshold and into the panic room at her own pace. He knew how hard it must be for her and what they were getting into by sleeping for a while in there. When she finally came in, he saw how she looked at the bed, cuffs still on them and it didn't take much thinking to figure out what was going through her mind. So he was glad he could try and reassure her by telling her he had absolutely no plans on using them on her.
He watched her as she sat down on the bed, and it was becoming clear that now she was in here, the demon blood was already starting to react to the iron built room. He just didn't know how much other stuff was rattling around in her head. Sitting beside her, he took her hands in his own. âI will never leave you alone in here. I'm gonna crash right next to you on the floorâ he told her, lifting her hands up to his lips and kissing them. âI meant it when I said we go through this together. You and meâ he added, lowering her hands once more and helping her remove her shirt so she didn't pull too many more stitches. Once it was off, he opened the kit and began to rummage to find something to clean around it and be as tender as he could be.
He made sure to really check it over carefully and thoroughly, grabbing some rubbing alcohol out of the kit and some cotton balls to clean the blood that had run down her arm before focusing on around the stitches. âsorry if it stingsâ he said quietly and softly. Once it was all cleaned up and he could see it properly, he felt he could gauge how big a cover to put on it. âThink you'll be alright. Looks worse than it is. But I will add a couple more stitches to replace the ones that rippedâ he told her, grabbing a needle and thread. Opening the sterile packets, he began to work carefully on her shoulder, knitting the stitches off and then wrapping it. âyou should be good now, just try and be careful with your movementsâ he suggested to her with a smile.
Putting the first aid kit away under the fold away bed, he placed a soft kiss on her lips, tucking her hair behind her ears. âI'm gonna be right here. Keeping you safe, and if you wake up needing me you only have to tap me because I'm gonna lay right next to youâ he explained.
Mika was glad that Dean nodded his agreement to come to bed with her and not insist on staying with Esme. It was that horrible selfish emotion coming into play a little bit, but she was determined to remember what Duke told her. âdon't let him let you slip through his fingersâ. those words continued to play in her head, really making an effort mentally to take on board his wise words. They both had to learn and put that mantra into action. If Duke can try and do it to keep Esme by his side, then she can do it when it came to Dean. She waited where she stood for him, seeing the looks between him and Anna in the process and was glad that everyone was too tired to yell at each other anymore.
Keeping her attention on to Dean, she gave a small smile when she saw him ruffle his hair, a clear sign he truly was beat and needed to rest. His fingers lifting and brushing against her cheek made her smile back, briefly closing her eyes and reopening them again. âYeah, just you and meâ she replied as she followed his hands down to her own, holding his hand back gladly. Feeling the familiar tug, she followed him upstairs, the ascent feeling like more of an effort than it usually was due to how drained she felt of energy. She was shocked she was even still awake at this point, having been convinced that from the moment she yawned in front of Bobby earlier, she was going to be out cold in minutes. Yet somehow she had managed to remain awake and alert enough to help Duke and calm him down before heading to bed herself.
Stepping inside, she felt such calmness wash over her seeing her room. It didn't matter how long she went before coming back to it, it always felt like an eternity since the time prior. She didn't even get a chance though to take it all in or step over to the bed when Dean turned to her and kissed her so deeply and intensely, it felt like if she wasn't so firmly in place, she would have been knocked over. Instantly she closed her eyes and kissed him back, she knew this kiss. She knew it all too well, he was desperate to wash himself off all of his emotions from the night and just forget for a moment. She felt his desperation as she kissed him, lifting her arms up and wrapping them around his neck, her fingers wrapping into the back of his hair.
It was then she knew that she was just as desperate for his attention and for a moment to forget about all the tension, anger and fear they all went through. She just wanted him and him alone. âI love you Deanâ she breathed between the kisses, forcing herself to try and control herself around him, even though it was always difficult to do. Could she even sleep now after this moment? She didn't know. She had just as much desperation to keep a hold of him in this moment, Duke was right. She couldn't just let him go again, she was done losing the infamous Dean Winchester. Guiding him to the bed, Mika still couldn't stop kissing him, even though she knew they'd have to if they were to get into bed.
NATALIA
Before she got into the bath, she listened to his explanation and she hated what she heard. He went through so much just to keep Anna safe and alive, only to then get out and have to save her, all while injured. The news that he had to feed Anna didn't come as a full surprise now, knowing that Anna was consuming demon blood and a lot of her power was from it. She figured it was because of that, he got away. She didn't once think that Dean ordered everyone to leave him to die or made the injury in his side worse than it was before. His reassurance that he was okay and right here with her made her nod. She really didn't know what she would do if he never made it back to her. It was such a strange new feeling for her to feel, especially as she swore to herself that being hunter meant there was no time for relationships. Nat always thought it was stupid to get involved with people - even Dean and Mika. The anguish and heartache those two put each other through, she never wanted to experience that, but here she was falling in love with Cason.
As she waited for him to get in the bath, she kept thinking about how much he had changed her thought process on letting people in and allowing others to care about her. Not to mention the constant need to tell herself she wasn't going to drown. She felt him get in behind her, making her feel a lot more secure in the tub. She listened as he cupped water into his hands and began to wash the blood out of her hair, tilting her head ever so slightly so it would be easier for him. The silence for once wasn't uncomfortable, it was calming as she let him wash her.
Then he spoke up and it made a small smile appear on her lips for a moment, âwell that's goodâ she replied, feeling him leave little kisses on her shoulder, she had a millisecond of tensing up before she relaxed partially back into him. âI knowâŚ.â She replied, but she never tired hearing him tell her she was safe with him. In some ways, she felt safer with him than she did her own brother's and she always felt with them. Yet tonight just shook that opinion greatly. Dean told her she would be safe in his car, that if she just stayed out, she would be safe. Sam said it, Mika practically said it and yet the demons still got her. Still took her to the one place that has caused her so much trauma and memory loss, she didn't think she'd ever get over it.
Then the three words came as she felt his head against her own. Three words she didn't think he would or could ever say to her or feel for her. An emotion she figured would always be one sided. It took her by surprise and she froze for a moment before a warm and shy smile crept onto her face. A smile that didn't have any fear or worry behind it, a smile that didn't need to be faked to fake she was okay. It was genuine. âI love you too CasonâŚâ she spoke back.
Lifting her head forward, away from his just enough to turn herself the smallest amount to be able to look at him. âI love youâ she spoke again, as the rest of her body began to relax and she had stopped hugging her knees. She needed to look him in the eyes when she said it a second time, so he could see for himself she meant it when she said it. To show him that she wasn't just saying it for the sake of saying it, knowing how much of a big deal it was for a demon to express that large of an emotion. It was unheard of, and yet here he was. Declaring it to her of all people, the one person who not long ago thought romance was ridiculous in her line of work and life and she was declaring it back.
SAM
Sam had given her time to come over the threshold and into the panic room at her own pace. He knew how hard it must be for her and what they were getting into by sleeping for a while in there. When she finally came in, he saw how she looked at the bed, cuffs still on them and it didn't take much thinking to figure out what was going through her mind. So he was glad he could try and reassure her by telling her he had absolutely no plans on using them on her.
He watched her as she sat down on the bed, and it was becoming clear that now she was in here, the demon blood was already starting to react to the iron built room. He just didn't know how much other stuff was rattling around in her head. Sitting beside her, he took her hands in his own. âI will never leave you alone in here. I'm gonna crash right next to you on the floorâ he told her, lifting her hands up to his lips and kissing them. âI meant it when I said we go through this together. You and meâ he added, lowering her hands once more and helping her remove her shirt so she didn't pull too many more stitches. Once it was off, he opened the kit and began to rummage to find something to clean around it and be as tender as he could be.
He made sure to really check it over carefully and thoroughly, grabbing some rubbing alcohol out of the kit and some cotton balls to clean the blood that had run down her arm before focusing on around the stitches. âsorry if it stingsâ he said quietly and softly. Once it was all cleaned up and he could see it properly, he felt he could gauge how big a cover to put on it. âThink you'll be alright. Looks worse than it is. But I will add a couple more stitches to replace the ones that rippedâ he told her, grabbing a needle and thread. Opening the sterile packets, he began to work carefully on her shoulder, knitting the stitches off and then wrapping it. âyou should be good now, just try and be careful with your movementsâ he suggested to her with a smile.
Putting the first aid kit away under the fold away bed, he placed a soft kiss on her lips, tucking her hair behind her ears. âI'm gonna be right here. Keeping you safe, and if you wake up needing me you only have to tap me because I'm gonna lay right next to youâ he explained.