[b]NATALIA[/b]

As thankful as Nat felt for having not pushed Cason completely away, that he was still by her side, she also felt guilty that she still had him when Dean didn't have Mika. It somehow didn't feel right that the rest of them had the people they loved when Dean didn't. It was a feeling that had been bubbling up in her as she became more willing to let Cason in and near her. So much of her wanted to express that but she felt like she would be hurting people if she did, so she kept it to herself as she sat on the couch, tightly in Cason's arms. She also felt heard when Cason agreed that burning Mika's body was for the best, even if it was a sad thought. She wanted Mika back more than anything, but it wasn't fair to leave her in the panic room forever. She may have had the reassurance that demons wouldn't get to her in there, but who's to say Angels wouldn't take her or something else would get in there? She wouldn't have put anything past anything after these three days of thinking and dwelling on the grief. 

She looked up when Duke made it into the house and down to the basement. She instantly felt on edge and gladly stayed curled into Cason as he held her to him tighter than before. Seeing Duke soon come back upstairs, she could tell he was angry and hurting even more after no doubt seeing Mika's body and hearing whatever crap Dean was spouting to her. She watched him intensely as Duke walked into the living room, getting surprised that Dean soon appeared behind him and hugged him from behind. Nat didn't even notice that she was holding her breath the entire time when Duke clearly said what they had all been thinking but too scared to say it to Dean. As Dean sternly shut down the idea and stormed off into the kitchen, she followed him with her eyes. She watched as Duke followed him, trying to get through to Dean. The anger rising in the room told Nat that this was not going to end well and it was making her nervous for what was about to explode. She listened to the hurtful words that Duke was saying to Dean, she never knew how badly the lot of them broke apart way back when. She never knew Mika was the one who once walked away from Dean, resulting in him finding Esme all that time ago. She didn't know how much of that hurt that Mika experienced, Duke knew about. 

As the words came out of his mouth, she saw Dean just tackle Duke onto the living room floor, making her flinch and yelp. Curling into Cason even more out of fear of seeing the two men begin to throw punches at each other through their grief of losing Mika. Mika wouldn't want this from them, she loved them both dearly and this would absolutely destroy her seeing them like this. Tears fell down her face out of fear, having never witnessed her brother be this violent to another person before, especially to someone he cared a lot for. “What do we do?” She asked Cason, her fright clear in her voice as she looked up at him, terror in her eyes. “Mika wouldn't want this Cason…” she told him, too scared to get anywhere near the two men fighting so brutally. She couldn't even shout for Bobby as he was out supply shopping. 

When Anna finally stepped in, unaware of what was breaking out, Nat glanced over at her, her eyes begging for Anna to get help when she watched as Anna ran back outside screaming for Sam. As Cason pushed her forward, she let him get up, hoping he could put an end to the fighting when she couldn't move from the couch. 

Seeing Anna run back outside to get Sam, she couldn’t do anything but just watch as the boys fought brutally with each other, too scared to get involved. She looked on as Sam and Esme came bursting in and tried to break it up, only to have Esme hit in the face, her nose taking the full brunt of Duke’s strength. Gasping and darting further back into the couch, shaking from seeing her family just destroying each other through grief. “Please stop…” she whimpered, her voice just being drowned out by everyone else trying to reason with Dean and Duke. Tears streaming down her face, her hands gripping the blanket round herself even tighter. “Please…” she cried, wishing more than ever that Mika was here to stop them both from killing each other. Mika would know what to do, she’d have to get through to them…but this was because of Mika this time. 

When Duke finally conceded and got up, she hoped they could all now just talk like normal people, but then Duke went and did the next stupidest thing imaginable. As Cason looked at her, she initially shrugged until she heard the sound of the truck leaving the lot and Esme asked Cason to go after him. “She’s right, please Cason, go after him, he’ll get himself killed otherwise” she said sadly, wiping her tears with the back of her arm, still trying to calm down from what just happened. “We’ll…we’ll talk with Dean…” she added, glancing at Sam and Dean. 

[b]SAM[/b]

Sam looked down at Anna when she awkwardly spoke about going to get them all some food, in a makeshift attempt to make a picnic at the impala. He didn't want her to leave, she was a calming presence to him and he was worried that if she left, she'd never come back like Mika hadn't. Even though she had left him for a few minutes several times over the last three days. He sighed and gave a nod when she reassured him she would be back. Letting her hand go, he shoved his hands in his pockets and watched her head to the back door that led straight into the kitchen, hovering beside Esme wondering how he was going to tackle THE conversation with Dean when Esme confirmed it was what he was dreading. He hadn't even seen him the last three days, knowing exactly where his brother had been holed up. It felt like though as quickly as Anna had gone inside, she was screaming his name and running back out. 

Everything that he had felt the last three days went straight to the back of his mind and he bolted towards the house the moment Anna started screaming his name in a panicked tone. “Right” he agreed as Esme spoke out what he was just thinking. They had to stop Dean and Duke from fighting before Bobby got back, even though he didn’t know Bobby was even out. As Esme made haste toward the house, he quickly ran to follow suit, also stopping dead in his tracks when he saw just how bad it had gotten in such a short moment. “Dean, stop this!” he called out as he saw Dean throw one hell of a punch to Duke’s face before wincing at seeing Duke slam Dean’s head onto the floor. He glanced around seeing how Cason was trying to de-escalate the fight whilst Natalia looked absolutely terrified on the couch. 
He eventually made his feet move and went straight to Dean, squatting down to try and break the two men apart but Duke had such a firm hold on Dean’s jacket. For a split second, he thought Esme had gotten through to Duke as he seemed to pause and hear Esme’s voice, but then his hopes shattered as quickly as they came into his head and Dean raised his arm and grabbed Duke’s wrist. “Dean stop!!” He lectured, tugging at his brother from under his arms, his hands looped up to his shoulders ready to yank him back when Duke punched Esme right in the nose. Wide eyed, he paused but didn’t let go of Dean, “Duke…” he simply gasped before yanking Dean back a little, keeping him on the ground as they all took in what Duke just did. 

As Duke eventually stood up and Cason tried to offer an olive branch, he thought it was finally over. That Duke would just go to the bathroom and clean up and that would be it. But yet again Duke went and did something stupid, he got up, walked over Dean and limped to the kitchen, grabbing Ruby’s knife and stormed out. Sighing, he knew one of them had to go after the man. He even saw Cason look at Nat as if asking what she thinks they should do, only to see Nat initially shrug. He then pulled Dean up onto his feet and checked him over, seeing just how badly Duke injured him. “This isn’t the answer Dean…this would shatter her heart if she saw that, you know that right?” He spoke softly but sternly. “He’s right, they all are. We HAVE to lay her to rest in a hunter’s funeral, it’s what she’d want and you know it” he told his brother. 

“I know it’s hard to accept, we’re all grieving her, we’ve lost a sister too but you’re not the only one who would know what she would want. Leaving her to rot down there is not how she’d wanna be remembered. So PLEASE Dean, don’t do anything stupid like Duke is blatantly doing and agree to burn her body” he begged her, tears in his eyes as he looked at Dean. “Please…” he begged again.