[b]MIKA[/b]

Mika had to shake her head whilst chuckling when Bobby retorted the way he did. Like Dean, she knew that Bobby loved having a full house and having his kids back and making themselves at home. She also knew that she could get away with asking for such tasks from him because she always did the shopping when she was back home, never asking him for the cash to get said shopping either. She just wanted to look after her uncle the way he looked after her for years. He didn't exactly look after himself well all the time and she felt as the only biological family member of the group to Bobby, she had every right to look after him. “Thank you! And I don't wanna see copious amounts of alcohol on the list either” she warned him with a smile as she cooked. The fact that the exchange between her and Bobby also made Dean genuinely chuckle and smile for a moment made Mika happy. He deserved every brief moment of amusement he got. She knew she sounded like a bit of an agony worrisome daughter, rather than his niece but she didn't care. 

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw how Dean looked down and was clearly thinking about something. She wasn't sure if it was what was waiting for them, Sam or something else entirely, but it was clear it was something. As she finished up, putting the sandwiches together and onto plates, she glanced up at Dean when he mentioned Castiel. She had to hum and nod her agreement, she was half expecting it to happen at any moment as well, she hated the idea of turning around and finding Castiel just there behind them like a damn statue. Handing him his bacon sandwich, she took on board his next words, primarily about Anna. “I agree with you there. I'm also really worried about Natalia following us somehow. Thinking of asking Duke and Esme to help Cason wherever possible to keep Nat at the house. It might take all three of them to keep her here” she told him, putting hers together and onto another plate. 

“If Sam and Anna stay out for a while today, that should in theory solve the issue of them knowing where we're going. If they don't know, they don't have to worry” she explained, hating keeping Sam and Anna in the dark but she knew it was for the best and better for them. She wasn't worried about those two as much as she was worried about Natalia staying behind and not doing something reckless to try and follow them. As she turned round to lean against the worktop, she saw Natalia and Cason coming out of the bedroom. 

"Morning you two" she greeted.

[b]NATALIA[/b]

Cason's comeback about her eating habits made her chuckle as he also said about how she needed to give herself more credit. She didn't doubt he was full of surprises and she couldn't wait to spend more time with him to learn and see all these surprises. Whether they are because of his demonic side or not. She nuzzled his nose back as he nuzzled hers, smiling and feeling so much better than she had felt when she first woke up. Almost as if the nightmares she had just completely vanished from her mind. 

The way Cason reacted to the sounds of Dean and Mika's voices, Natalia knew she wasn't the only one who heard them. She didn't even properly realize that she expressed her thoughts out loud until Cason replied to her and took a guess as to why the others would be up early on a day off. “Maybe…it's just not like them on chill days, that's all” she said back to him, then shook the concerned feeling out of her head. “You're probably right, making the most of the day for a change. I guess I'm just used to not seeing or hearing anything from them until the middle of the day when there's nothing going on” she explained, convincing herself she was just being a worrier for no real reason, especially as Cason's was also believable. At least, believable due to his tone. 

“Yeah…I'm sure someone will put us to work round the house. And by someone I'm guessing Bobby” she smirked, forcing herself to get out of Cason's hold, even though she was so comfortable and warm beside him. Sliding herself out of bed with a sigh, she stood up pushing her hair off her shoulder and down her back. Walking over to her bag, she pulled out some clean clothes, mostly a pair of baggy jeans and a clean old school rock t-shirt of hers. Ever since the asylum days, she refused to wear jogging bottoms and sweaters, the items always reminding her of how the old gray joggers and sweatshirt felt on her skin if she had to wear them, so she did all she could to not wear them. Pulling off her usual nightshirt that she wore, her hair flipped up in reaction, briefly showing her triple lines back scar before her hair covered a good chunk of them again and she put on her clean t-shirt. 

Pulling her baggy jeans one leg at a time, she sat on the edge of the bed to get some socks on, not wanting to put boots on for the time being. When she was done, she turned back round so she was facing Cason again and the door to the room, walking over. “Guess we should see the others” she commented before heading to the bedroom door, opening it and walking out into the other rooms. She saw Bobby working already and as she turned the corner, saw Mika and Dean in the kitchen clearly looking uneasy.  


[b]SAM[/b]

Sam really didn't want Anna drinking any demon blood, especially in this quantity after they had just got her off the last lot and she was sober again. It didn't feel right to make Anna drink it, and it certainly wasn't right to expect her to drink any that wasn't Cason's. He held the bottles in his hands cautiously, unsure he wanted to go down this road himself and he definitely didn't want to do it in front of Anna. He had tried to remain sober around her, wanting to be a good influence on her but Ruby was destroying all of it just by being in the room with them both. “She's right Ruby, leave Anna out of this, please” he spoke up, seeing how uncomfortable Ruby was making Anna. “Well that's not either of yours decisions to make! Either you drink up, get powerful enough to kill Lilith, or I force feed Anna blood until you do!” Ruby threatened. Sam looked between the two women in the room, wanting to stand up to Ruby but he also knew she was a lot stronger than anyone could give her credit for. He also knew she wasn't bluffing. 

As he weighed up the options, he noticed how it looked like Ruby was distracted by something, making him raise an eyebrow. “Well well….seems it's our lucky day kids!” She beamed as she mentally came back into the room. “word on the street is that the Angels have Alastair! Talk about a good practice run!” She smiled, but the moment Sam gave her an unimpressed look, she rolled her eyes, sighed and dropped the smile. “Look Sam, I know you don't want to do this but like I've told you before this little one came back in your life, this is the only way you will fix everything, save your precious world yada yada yada” she explained, waving her hand round in the air to bring her point across more. “There has to be another way” Sam countered, but Ruby just snatched a bottle from Sam's hand and walked over to Anna. Unscrewing the bottle, she climbed on the bed, “I don't have time for this Sam! Either you start drinking or I'm force feeding her!” She said sternly, her patience running thin. Grabbing Anna's chin forcefully, tilting her head back, she began to pour the demon blood down her throat to show she wasn't playing around. 

“Okay fine!! Ruby stop!!” Sam begged her, unscrewing the bottle still in his hand and after a couple of deep breaths, she began to down the blood like a marathon runner drinking water after completing a run. He squinted his eyes shut tightly, wishing he wasn't having to do this, but he had to get Ruby off of Anna. He knew it was going to hit him harder as he had detoxed from it for so long. Ruby smirked as she watched him down her blood, stopping her force feeding and stepping away from Anna and walking over to Sam. “Atta boy” she cooed before looking over at Anna, “if you have some of Cason's blood I suggest you start drinking now sweetheart” she told her, “because if the Angels have Alastair, then they're gonna go after Dean. It's quite the poetic tale really, getting Alastair's apprentice to do the interrogation of Alastair” she chuckled, having easily put two and two together and making four. 

With the bottle finished, Sam felt the power course through him as he began to look at Ruby like food. Ruby knew that look, “it's okay Sam…” she said to him, taking a knife out and making a perfect cut down her arm, offering herself to him. He tried to resist but the smell of it, the hearing of the blood pumping through her veins, he needed it and within one large step, he crossed over to her, grabbed her arm and began to drink. Everything else around him is blurring into obscurity. He just hoped Anna could forgive him for what he was doing.