MIKA
Mika had barely gotten out of her memory when Sam asked her about food. She was just about with enough to answer him before her mind just faded back into that memory of hers. She hated how things got with Ethan, she never wanted to hurt him and when she did, she really started to believe that maybe she was the problem to everyone and everything. She was just thankful that she had managed to grow a bit since that time. But the guilt of hurting him never really went away. She just couldn't have lied to herself and him back then and let him continue to believe she was all in with Ethan when it would always be Dean. That night three years was just the start of the end with Ethan, especially when the next day she saw Dean in the shop opposite and with some other woman, who she now knows was Esme. Back then, seeing him kiss another woman felt like he did it on purpose to hurt her as they briefly caught each other's eyes. She remembered how it hurt so much she had to walk away, luckily a customer coming into the tattoo shop was her excuse to walk away and back inside.
Here and now, she snapped out of her mindâs thoughts when she felt Dean's lips on hers. It took her completely off guard but she still kissed him back. It was a natural reflex to her, as she barely registered that some of the others were still in the room. Slowly pulling away, she looked him in the eyes, lifting her hand and placing it on his arm. âeverything okay?â She asked him, not completely unaware that she herself seemed to not be wholly the same as when he went over to Duke. Forcing herself to put on that happy persona again, she noticed the others in the kitchen talking before heading out to get that food that Sam mentioned a little while ago, but didn't really notice Duke and Esme leaving out the front door. The only thing she noticed was how quiet the house was suddenly getting and she didn't know if that was a comforting thing or not.
Once Anna, Sam, Cason and Natalia all headed out via the back door, she sighed as silence welcomed her and Dean. âguess it's just us for a little while. So how about that chat you wanted?â She spoke, deciding if any time was perfect, it would be this one that completely fell into their laps. There was absolutely no avoiding it any longer, that much was clear to her and she didn't know how to properly mentally prepare for what was possibly going to come out of Dean's mouth. Yet she also knew he was no doubt in the same boat about whatever she was going to tell him about Ethan. The thoughts about what could be said made her feel sick to her stomach from nerves, but she had to do it.
After waiting for him to respond, she walked into the living room and sat on the couch, her hands on her knees as she nervously twiddled her fingers, staring at her lap before forcing herself to look at Dean. âSoâŚ.the history of you and EsmeâŚ.â She quietly spoke, making herself look up at him.
NATALIA
When she was back with the others and happily pulled into Cason's side, she looked over both their shoulders to say goodbye to Mika when she saw the woman was locked with Dean who had reappeared seemingly out of nowhere. Turning her head back round, she wasn't going to break whatever was up, up. So she walked out the back door with Cason, where she saw her beautiful car just sitting there not scratched up or damaged in any way. It wasn't there this morning so there was only one explanation as to how it got thereâŚCason somehow got it back. A broad smile that reached her eyes appeared on her lips, turning to Cason then back at her car and back to Cason again. âyou got my baby backâ she pointed out, feeling ecstatic about it. âyou're the bestâ she beamed, kissing his cheek. Her car meant so much to her for so many deep reasons other than it was her first car. It was the one gifted to her by her brothers and Bobby after they found out she was saving up so hard to get a little run around for herself. It was a symbol of her becoming her own person and gaining independence. It was a symbol of freedom to her.
Then on top of all that, she saw it as her home. Her little haven when things got too much around the boys or a hunt was going on longer than planned and she just crashed in the backseat. It was more than just a car and she had to go over to it, rummaging in her pockets for her keys, which she found easily enough. Letting go of Cason, she reached out and ran her hand over the roof of the car, smiling. âhey girlâŚI missed youâ she spoke softly. âyou're sounding like Dean againâ she heard Sam tease from behind her. âgive me the keys, I'll drive, you need to take it easyâŚ.I'm sure Cason would agree with me on that oneâ Sam smirked which made Natalia roll her eyes, but threw him the keys anyway.
SAM
Cason's reply to his remark actually satisfied him more than he thought it would. He was still suspicious but unlike Dean, he had to keep trying to be open minded. He didn't sense any lie in what Cason said back to him and his actions had proven so far that he was telling the truth. He glanced down at Anna when she spoke up, saying they knew Cason just wanted Nat safe. He was about to ask more questions when Nat appeared back into the kitchen, in her oversized jacket he wished she would replace with a new one and still seeming as happy as ever. like Natalia, he was fully ready to tell Mika and Dean that they would be back shortly, but the way Dean went over to Mika, he decided it was best not to interrupt them.
He could somehow tell that their chat was imminent and it made him glad he agreed to go out to order food with Nat and Cason, and not staying in. He did not want to be around during all those sore memories and wounds being brought up. Taking Anna's hand, he followed the other two out the back door and stepped into the cool air. âgonna be a cold night I thinkâ he said to Anna, keeping her close so she didn't get cold. His attention got pulled from Anna soon after though when Nat practically squealed out of joy of having her car back. âso he got it back for her, he really is meaning his wordsâ he thought to himself. It had been a long time since he saw his sister so genuinely happy and herself. It was almost a bit of a whiplash to the brain as he was expecting her to still be a little shadow of herself considering what she went through.
âGive me the keys, I'll drive..you need to take it easyâ he called out, snatching her keys out of the air easily enough. With the keys firmly in his hand, he walked over, let go of Anna's hand so he unlocked the car and gave the signal it was all good to get in. Sam then got into the driver's side as he watched Nat get in the back seat. âso what place are we gonna grab food from? I really want a burger so bad!â Nat asked, as Sam sniggered, âprobably the diner then. Can see if they got Dean's favorite pieâ he replied.
Mika had barely gotten out of her memory when Sam asked her about food. She was just about with enough to answer him before her mind just faded back into that memory of hers. She hated how things got with Ethan, she never wanted to hurt him and when she did, she really started to believe that maybe she was the problem to everyone and everything. She was just thankful that she had managed to grow a bit since that time. But the guilt of hurting him never really went away. She just couldn't have lied to herself and him back then and let him continue to believe she was all in with Ethan when it would always be Dean. That night three years was just the start of the end with Ethan, especially when the next day she saw Dean in the shop opposite and with some other woman, who she now knows was Esme. Back then, seeing him kiss another woman felt like he did it on purpose to hurt her as they briefly caught each other's eyes. She remembered how it hurt so much she had to walk away, luckily a customer coming into the tattoo shop was her excuse to walk away and back inside.
Here and now, she snapped out of her mindâs thoughts when she felt Dean's lips on hers. It took her completely off guard but she still kissed him back. It was a natural reflex to her, as she barely registered that some of the others were still in the room. Slowly pulling away, she looked him in the eyes, lifting her hand and placing it on his arm. âeverything okay?â She asked him, not completely unaware that she herself seemed to not be wholly the same as when he went over to Duke. Forcing herself to put on that happy persona again, she noticed the others in the kitchen talking before heading out to get that food that Sam mentioned a little while ago, but didn't really notice Duke and Esme leaving out the front door. The only thing she noticed was how quiet the house was suddenly getting and she didn't know if that was a comforting thing or not.
Once Anna, Sam, Cason and Natalia all headed out via the back door, she sighed as silence welcomed her and Dean. âguess it's just us for a little while. So how about that chat you wanted?â She spoke, deciding if any time was perfect, it would be this one that completely fell into their laps. There was absolutely no avoiding it any longer, that much was clear to her and she didn't know how to properly mentally prepare for what was possibly going to come out of Dean's mouth. Yet she also knew he was no doubt in the same boat about whatever she was going to tell him about Ethan. The thoughts about what could be said made her feel sick to her stomach from nerves, but she had to do it.
After waiting for him to respond, she walked into the living room and sat on the couch, her hands on her knees as she nervously twiddled her fingers, staring at her lap before forcing herself to look at Dean. âSoâŚ.the history of you and EsmeâŚ.â She quietly spoke, making herself look up at him.
NATALIA
When she was back with the others and happily pulled into Cason's side, she looked over both their shoulders to say goodbye to Mika when she saw the woman was locked with Dean who had reappeared seemingly out of nowhere. Turning her head back round, she wasn't going to break whatever was up, up. So she walked out the back door with Cason, where she saw her beautiful car just sitting there not scratched up or damaged in any way. It wasn't there this morning so there was only one explanation as to how it got thereâŚCason somehow got it back. A broad smile that reached her eyes appeared on her lips, turning to Cason then back at her car and back to Cason again. âyou got my baby backâ she pointed out, feeling ecstatic about it. âyou're the bestâ she beamed, kissing his cheek. Her car meant so much to her for so many deep reasons other than it was her first car. It was the one gifted to her by her brothers and Bobby after they found out she was saving up so hard to get a little run around for herself. It was a symbol of her becoming her own person and gaining independence. It was a symbol of freedom to her.
Then on top of all that, she saw it as her home. Her little haven when things got too much around the boys or a hunt was going on longer than planned and she just crashed in the backseat. It was more than just a car and she had to go over to it, rummaging in her pockets for her keys, which she found easily enough. Letting go of Cason, she reached out and ran her hand over the roof of the car, smiling. âhey girlâŚI missed youâ she spoke softly. âyou're sounding like Dean againâ she heard Sam tease from behind her. âgive me the keys, I'll drive, you need to take it easyâŚ.I'm sure Cason would agree with me on that oneâ Sam smirked which made Natalia roll her eyes, but threw him the keys anyway.
SAM
Cason's reply to his remark actually satisfied him more than he thought it would. He was still suspicious but unlike Dean, he had to keep trying to be open minded. He didn't sense any lie in what Cason said back to him and his actions had proven so far that he was telling the truth. He glanced down at Anna when she spoke up, saying they knew Cason just wanted Nat safe. He was about to ask more questions when Nat appeared back into the kitchen, in her oversized jacket he wished she would replace with a new one and still seeming as happy as ever. like Natalia, he was fully ready to tell Mika and Dean that they would be back shortly, but the way Dean went over to Mika, he decided it was best not to interrupt them.
He could somehow tell that their chat was imminent and it made him glad he agreed to go out to order food with Nat and Cason, and not staying in. He did not want to be around during all those sore memories and wounds being brought up. Taking Anna's hand, he followed the other two out the back door and stepped into the cool air. âgonna be a cold night I thinkâ he said to Anna, keeping her close so she didn't get cold. His attention got pulled from Anna soon after though when Nat practically squealed out of joy of having her car back. âso he got it back for her, he really is meaning his wordsâ he thought to himself. It had been a long time since he saw his sister so genuinely happy and herself. It was almost a bit of a whiplash to the brain as he was expecting her to still be a little shadow of herself considering what she went through.
âGive me the keys, I'll drive..you need to take it easyâ he called out, snatching her keys out of the air easily enough. With the keys firmly in his hand, he walked over, let go of Anna's hand so he unlocked the car and gave the signal it was all good to get in. Sam then got into the driver's side as he watched Nat get in the back seat. âso what place are we gonna grab food from? I really want a burger so bad!â Nat asked, as Sam sniggered, âprobably the diner then. Can see if they got Dean's favorite pieâ he replied.