[IC] Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

[JustAnna]

1995

Dean pursed his lips and shrugged a bit when she mentioned Sam not being all that bad. He almost made a comment about her not living with him, but decided to not talk about his brother, and his worries about him, for once.

As she nuzzled further into him, he couldn’t help but smile, but was thankful that she didn’t pick up on his slip up, at least outwardly. Admitting to her that he felt…things just felt like it would be Hell. What if she didn’t feel the same way? What if she ran away from him, and caused a whole new set of problems for him, with her family?

But he wanted to. He wanted to tell her that he had been terrified of her from the day they met. Knowing her, and not feeling the need to hit on her, or pick her up was one of the scariest things he had ever done, scarier than any monster he had hunted. It was odd, and the only thing John could say about it was, “Don’t get too wrapped up. I need you sharp.”

He was turned from his thoughts by a mixture of her words and her stomach growling loudly, which caused him to raise his eyebrows and look down at her, “I would say that’s a bit of a message. Don’t feel bad, being a delinquent makes me hungry too. What do you say we go grab something greasy? My treat?”

He shrugged his shoulder a bit to get her to look at him, giving her a sheepish but almost pleading look as he did so. There was a fly away hair, as he smiled at her, that was begging to be brushed aside. He fought the urge as long as he could, before finally brushing it behind her ear, “C’mon. What good is saving the damsel if I let her starve?”

A bit embarrassed, he just gave a bright grin to diffuse tension, and pulled away from her, offering his hand as he straightened.

[FuriePhoenix]

1995

His comment about being delinquent making one hungry made her playfully nudge his arm with her shoulder as she was still cuddled into his side. At his offer to buy her some lunch and shrugging his shoulder to make her look up at him she smiled warmly and nodded. "okay" she replied to him seeing his sheepish pleading look, which just told her he was wanting her to eat and come back to civilisation. She knew she couldn't hide forever on the roof of the school, and if she was with him she should be safe.

She glanced her eyes downward as he swept her lose hair behind her ear, trying not to blush as he did so so she wouldn't give away any hint of how she felt for him. Luckily for her, his little quip about her being a starving damsel made her softly chuckle as she peeled herself away from him to sit upright a bit, getting ready to stand up and to let him stand up.

"you make a very valid point hero of mine" she quipped back at him, taking his hand and standing up, the full realisation of how big his jacket was on her, completely swamping her torso, her hands just about poking out of the cuffs and it was long enough to practically cover her shorts.

She squatted down and grabbed her satchel, slinging it over her shoulder before sliding her arm through one of his again, as she always did when they walked together, grabbing for his hand. "thanks for coming to find me Dean, I never said it earlier, but...thanks. You always seem to know what to say to cheer me up" she smiled. She really didn't know how she dealt with everything before he came along.

"so, where you taking me for lunch?" she asked her brown eyes looking up at him.

[JustAnna]

1995

As she stood, and played back on his joke, he laughed. He was happy to see her smile, despite everything that had happened that day. He couldn’t help but stare at the way his jacket fit around her body, something about it feeling possessive, making him want to show her off to the entire school to dispel any doubt that everyone should leave her alone.

At the thought, he had an idea to just let her keep the jacket, while they were around others. Anything to stake claim. He shook himself from his thoughts once again and smiled brightly, wrapping her arm up and taking her hand. It was a small gesture that always seemed to be there, as if they couldn’t truly separate, when they were close.

“Meh. Don’t thank me. I would be a crappy friend if I didn’t come to the rescue every now and then.”, he explained, leading her around to the stairwell, and down the stairs carefully. He made sure to stay close enough to catch her if she tripped. As they made it to the bottom of the stairs, and to the emergency doors, he pulled the wire he had rigged to keep the alarm from going off (and placed back onto itself when they were on the roof, in case someone came in). He carefully opened the door, and peered around the hall, pulling her with him.

“I was thinking we could walk into town. I could take you to that little diner there, grab a burger…s-share a milkshake.”, he explained excitedly as they walked through the halls, “But it’s not a d-date…I mean unless you want it to be and then, well. We could talk about that, and…oh my god Dean shut up…”

He sighed heavily as the word vomit left his mouth, closing his eyes with a furrowed brow. His face turned a bright shade of red. He had said his thoughts out loud, which was against his brains rules.

[FuriePhoenix]

1995

Mika couldn't help but give a nod of 'touche' when he pointed out he would be pretty crap friend if he didn't come to her rescue every now and then. She had to admit he did make a valid point that it would make him a crap mate if he just left her to be bullied and tormented by the other students but she also was always raised by her mother (and father) to be a polite and considerate person, that no matter who it was, she had to thank them for any kind gesture that was given to her. So for her, Dean was no exception, even if he did always tell her not to thank him, she would do it every single time.

She didn't even think about what his thoughts were when she was wearing his jacket, she just kept thinking how comfortable it was and how much it smelled like Dean. Although it swamped her torso, she couldn't help but feel slightly invincible when she wore it. She followed him down the stairs, noting how he still kept the alarm rig in tact for them so they always knew if they would disturbed or not. She made it downstairs with no problem but always noticed how he stayed close incase she tripped or fell in some way, and when he almost prtected her whilst he checked the coast was clear in the school hallway.

Stepping out onto the halls, she looked up at him briefly before looking in the direction they were walking again as he told her where he thought they could go for lunch. She was honestly so glad not to be going to the school cafeteria for lunch as the school's food was utterly awful in her opinion. She heard him as he kept rambling and starting to stutter on certain words which made her smile and she had to chuckle when he told himself to shut up.

"Dean..." she started saying, making him pause for just a brief moment as they etched closer and closer to the exit of the school. She saw him blushing and for the first time she actually got a clue that he possibly liked her the same way she liked him. "If you're wanting this to be a date because you like me more than best friends, then yeah, we can talk about it because...because I've feeling the same way" she told him, her own cheeks getting tinted slightly pink from her own blushing.

[JustAnna]

1995

Dean kept glancing around them as they exited the doors, knowing that the teachers would likely call Bobby, like every other week, to tell him that Dean was skipping school. It was nothing new, and Bobby rarely said much, except that the school at called him. Bobby knew him too well to think he would change. Taking Mika, however…that would be a fun conversation.

He stopped dead in his tracks, just outside the door and turned to her as she said his name. She had said his name many times in the past, but it never ceased to make his heart jump into his throat.

“Um…Well, it’s not. I um…”, he stammered at her permission to ask her out on a date. As he washed over her words with his mind, he realized she had admitted to having feelings for him, which he wasn’t even sure he knew how to take. He scanned her face, looking down at their hands. He smirked, bringing his free hand to brush a thumb against her blushing cheek and swallowed heavily.

“Yeah. I think I would like that.”, he whispered, as a teacher began yelling things out the window above them. He didn’t even make out the words, before linking their fingers tightly and yanking her into a run away from the school. As they hit the sidewalk and rounded a corner, he pulled her to him and stopped running. His hands were shaking as he processed his excitement, throwing an arm around her shoulder to walk with her.

“Feel like a rebel, yet?”

[FuriePhoenix]

1995

Mika followed him out the doors, letting the cold air hit them both when she said what she did and made him stop dead in his tracks. The way he paused and at first didn't seem to say anything to her back, she couldn't help but start internally panic that she did the entirely wrong thing by admitting how she felt toward him and that this was going to utterly ruin their friendship. She didn't think it was because of the way she said his name initially.

The moment he stammered out that it wasn't a date, she nodded about to be fine with pretending that conversation never got started when a teacher caught them walking out and opening the window getting ready to yell at them tog et back inside.

She looked at him smiling back, letting him rub her cheek with his thumb as he said he would like it to be a date as well, before coming to the conclusion that it was now or never...they either did a runner or conceded defeat as the teacher started yelling at them. She didn't want to go back this time, she didn't want to be the goody two shoes student, she wanted out and a moment of freedom. She also wanted to be able to talk to Dean without other students interrupting them or a teacher doing the same thing.

Feeling the yank on her hand, she ran with him as fast as she could, glad that she was wearing her converse today and not any of her boots. Laughing as they ran, she followed him to the main part of town where the diner was located.

She saw his hands shaking as he pulled her closer to him and they walked to the diner together. She put an arm round his waist as he put his around her shoulders, smiling happily. "Yeah" she chuckled at his question. "I guess there's a first time for everything" she said with an amused tone.

[JustAnna]

1995

Dean held her a bit tighter than he probably intended, against his body as they walked. It was almost instinctual, with her giving him permission to care a little deeper. It was a step for them that he had never seen. He had almost deposited her into his usual ‘sister’ category in his mind, due to the fact that her dad didn’t care for him, and Bobby had made it clear he didn’t want a Winchester near her, in that way. Lucky for Dean, he was good at sneaking, and she only saw Bobby when she had the odd chance.

He smirked at his thoughts and her words in unison. Feeling almost high, he barely noticed how big of a change this could possibly be, closing the gap between friendship and a potential relationship. He was even oblivious to the fact that things could go badly, and there was a point of no return. He leaned forward with a bright and toothy smile, coming dangerously close to her lips as he simply quipped the word, “Good.”

They had approached the restaurant, and he opened the door for her, quickly greeted by his favorite middle-aged waitress. She came up to them both, smiling brightly at them, and then specifically at Dean, “You’re here early! And on a date?”

Dean nodded proudly, which caused the woman to smile even brighter. She seemed legitimately happy to see him mingling with kids his age, and even more happy to see him with a girl, and looking happy. She waved them in, gesturing toward the soda bar.

“I know your order, Dean Winchester. But what would you like, sweetheart?”, she asked Mika, as Dean released her to take a seat at the bar.

[FuriePhoenix]

She smiled more, it clearly showing in her eyes as well as on her lips just how happy he was making her. He had defended her at school, came after her the moment he could, cheering her up in the process and now he was busting her out of school to take her to lunch, whilst also the two of them making it out to be a date and not just friends looking out for each other.

She was absolutely over the moon that he didn't try and tell her that she was totally misinterpreted the ramblings he made earlier. She was aware he was holding her closer to him than he ever had before and she really wasn't complaining in the slightest. She knew if her dad saw them like this he'd have fifty fits over it and drag her ass back to school or home for one of his violent lectures. A violent lecture she never told Dean happened.

As he leaned in a bit closer than normal she smiled and sniggered at him doing all that just to say one word before they reached the diner in question that he had in mind. Reaching there, she smiled as the waitress clearly knew Dean and in that second, Mika knew this was his regular place to go as she stepped inside after he opened the door for her.

Going to the soda bar as gestured to, she figured this was his usual area to sit when he came here, climbing up onto the bar stool and sitting down, chuckling at the waitress saying how she already knew what Dean would order. "umm.." she started to reply as she looked up at the menu, "can I just get some cheesey fries?" she asked politely the woman. Considering how much sher stomach was growling earlier, she was surprised that was all she wanted. She also didn't want to take the piss when Dean had said it was his treat.

She put her bag on the hook under the bar whilst also keeping it partly between her ankles so she knew it was safe. An action that was pretty much standard and common for her to do.

[JustAnna]

Dean quickly shot a look at Mika when she ordered something so simple, but a warm smile washed over his face, considering that this was definitely her style. Never cause anyone worry, or inconvenience. She could sit back, and people would forget she existed. That’s the way she wanted it.

He didn’t comment on her choice of food, as the waitress smiled and turned to the kitchen to give her order to the cooks. He turned back to Mika and stared at her, as she placed her bag on the floor. He found himself doing this a lot, since the day they had met.

He watched her do the most mundane things, like eating, drinking, or writing in a notebook. He watched her eyelashes move, when she blinked, and every line on her face when she smiled. He hadn’t even noticed how he was looking at her, leaning his cheek against his hand, with his elbow on the counter.

However, the bell behind him rang again as someone walked in, and he snapped out of his thoughts, almost disappointed as he read her face.

“Of all the things to order, you order cheese fries?”, he asked her, his eyes still a bit moony, “Like…who are you and where is my best friend? Any other day, you would take full advantage.”

He gave a small laugh, biting his lip as he tried to get her to open up even more, maybe even skip the rest of the day and just hash these feelings out together.

[FuriePhoenix]

Initially Mika didn't even notice how Dean was looking at her, especially when she was so engrossed in doing what she considered such a normal thing. She never saw herself as anything special and just as Dean knew, she was happy just going about her life with no one really knowing she existed. Yet it seemed that was completely different when it came to Dean and she wasn't even aware of it. Which wasn't all too surprising considering she didn't even know he liked her more than friends until today.

It was only when she finished securing her bag and looked toward him that she realised how he was looking at her, making her smile in a way that was partly questioning and over the moon that the gazes she saw other students give their crushes was being given to her by the one person she always felt safe with.

When the bell rang for other's orders she glanced toward the kitchen out of instinct before glancing back at Dean as he asked her what she had done with her usual self, making her chuckle and sweep her hair behind her ear some more. She chuckled as she knew he had a valid point to make.

Shrugging she continued to smile, "I dunno, just fancied them over everything else I guess!" she chimed back, "guess today is full of surprises for the both of us" she chuckled once more, wondering how the day could have started off so bad and gotten so good. He just always had the effect on her she supposed. He was always kind to her, protective and like no other friend she could have ever had. He was considered the school's 'bad boy' and yet to her she saw a totally different side to him. A truer side to him she thought.

[JustAnna]

A few hours later

As the sun began to set, Dean had begun to wind down in disappointment that the day would have to end eventually. They had laughed more than he himself had ever laughed. They had shared a milkshake, causing the waitress at the diner to take a photo of them, to ‘show to their kids’. But he still didn’t have the nerve to tell her how he looked at her, or that he had almost thrown up when they first met, because he wanted to kiss her, but couldn’t bring himself to…

She wasn’t just another make out session in the broom closet at school, or under the bleachers. He hadn’t wanted to kiss her, because he was afraid. Yes. He, Dean Winchester, was afraid of a girl. Pathetic.

Now, they were walking along a sidewalk, in the dark. It was something that typically kids their age wouldn’t do, even in a sleepy city like Sioux Falls. But Dean wasn’t a typical kid. As a hunter, he didn’t fear things that went ‘bump’ in the night.

As he held her hand, something normal to them, he stepped into a sandbox with a large multiple story playground in the center. He turned to her, once they were both in the sandbox and smiled, “Have you had a good day? I don’t…um…I don’t know how dates are supposed to work, or how long they are supposed to be, but you seem happy.”

He scanned her eyes, making sure he was right in his assessment, watching how the moon hit them, all the sudden. As usual, he got lost in watching her, taking a deep breath, waiting for an answer.

[FuriePhoenix]

The lunch they had was more than perfect in Mika's eyes. The sharing of the milkshake made her think of all those high school books, shows and films she had watched where they do exactly that and she would take the piss out of them, but having done it herself she honestly understood it. He made her laugh more than she ever had before which was a testiment in her eyes as they always had a laugh together. She couldn't help but find it so amusing that the waitress seemed to be really rooting for them with the photos and leaving them be at other times. She too wanted to kiss him at several points in the diner but she was far too nervous to do so. She was never one for the big public displays of affection and this was so new for her.

Now they had spent the rest of day skipping school all together which she no doubt would cause the school to call her parents as it was so out of character for her, she didn't care what consequence that would cause for her. She was genuinely happy. More happy than she ever had been before. She was with her best friend, a best friend she had more feelings for and he for her. A best friend that could possibly become more than that and she was honestly on cloud 9.

She knew normally she wouldn't be happy walking around Sioux Falls in the dark, but she never felt afraid with Dean beside her, even if she didn't fully know what his work was with his dad. He just gave her that sense of security and safety. The fact he wasn't afraid gave her that sense of being content doing the same.

Reaching the playground and sandbox, she stepped in with him keeping her hand in his and looked up at him as he spoke to her, bumbling his way through his words yet again which just made her feel so much more endeared to him. "I am happy. Happier than I've been for a little while. I've had an amazing day Dean. I really needed this to get out of my head. I don't really know how these dates are meant to work either but I guess... Go on for as long as we want?" she replied, her tone showing just how much of a guess it was for her as well.

She glanced down shyly at their hands interlocked as they always were but it most certainly felt so different this time round. She then looked back up at him, taking in his bright green eyes looking into her black/brown ones, she so desperately wanted to kiss him, to make that move that would silently move their friendship to another stage and although they knew this was a date, she was still nervous to. Eventually (after what felt like an eternity but was only a few moments in reality) she went up to her tiptoes and with. A little bit of hesitation, finally took the plunge and pecked his lips.

[JustAnna]

Dean smirked at her answer, glad that they were on the same page. It actually seemed like they were on the exact same page. That never happened with girls, for him. He tightened his grip on her hand, rubbing his thumb gently against hers as her eyes diverted. There it was, the way she changed directions, and the world shifted. It was something else he watched, commonly about her: what she saw with her eyes.

She looked at grass differently than he had ever noticed another person do. She didn’t ask about the callouses on his hands, or the myriad of scars that he had, although he would be happy to share their origin, it wasn’t a draw for her. She simply wanted to hold his hand. It was innocent, and actually real. He couldn’t help another smile appearing on his face until she caught his eyes with hers again.

His face kept a smirk as it fell, his eyes seeming to glow in the bright moon they were having. He wanted to kiss her, and the only thing holding him back was the fear that she would think he was trying to get into her pants, and that the entire day was just a ploy, because normally…it would be. But with Mika, he literally just wanted to kiss her.

When she was the one to make the first move, it took him by complete surprise. He raised his eyebrows and closed his eyes as he saw her coming, the quick peck hitting his heart like a bolt of electricity. His eyebrows stayed raised as he opened his eyes and looked back down at her, scanning her eyes.

“Um…what was that?”, he asked, trying to feign innocence as he was still afraid to scare her, or move too quickly for her taste. Hell, he didn’t even know what her taste was. But he reminded himself quickly, today…her taste was him. She had made that clear. As his heart sped up once again, he took a risk, pulling his hand from hers and cradling both sides of her face, before kissing her gently. He gasp of excitement he let out as soon as their lips met the second time, betrayed his confident nature almost causing him to pull away.

[FuriePhoenix]

Her making the first move surprised even herself. Mika normally wasn't that kind of girl, she was the shy one, the one who just let Dean have his fun in school and waited for him so they could walk most of the way home together, or then go to the nearest shop to get a drink after school. She knew what he was like but she didn't care, he was her best friend, her only real friend. He didn't care that she wasn't the popular girl, she wasn't the typical 'pretty girl' instead being that typical girl next door type which she considered plain and boring, but he always made her feel differently. Or like it wasn't a bad thing to be.

But she just had that feeling that one of them had to make the move and she wanted to know if she could actually be the kind of person who could do that very thing. So that's why she took the risk and just gave him a peck to test the waters between them. At the question of what that was, she blushed and tried to find the words but nothing would come out no matter how much she moved her lips to speak.

"I... I.. Err.." she fumbled wondering if she did the wrong thing but when she glanced down as he removed his hand from his and followed his hands with her eyes, she was quickly seeing she didn't do anything wrong. In fact, she did the complete opposite, just the right thing. She closed her eyes as she felt his lips on hers, sparks soared through every inch of her heart and soul as she kissed him back, her arms slowly slid round his waist, her fingers gripping the back of his shirt.

The cold breeze not even bothering her as she remained in his jacket, standing close to him, partially on tip toes. She let her mind log every moment of their first kiss, the way he tasted, the way he was soft and tender with her, the way his lips felt against hers, his breath on her face....

She didn't want to pull away but she knew if she didn't, she wouldn't be able to catch a breath. So she slowly pulled away from him, but didn't let go of him, smiling and blushing greatly.

[JustAnna]

There was never a kiss Dean had had, that felt like this. He wasn’t sure what the new feeling was, but he almost felt sick from excitement as she kissed him back. He noticed every touch, from her gripping the back of his shirt, to their chests brushing together, to the cold air biting through the thin flannel covering his arms.

Dean took in how small her face felt in his hands, and it made him press his fingers a little harder into her jawline as they kissed. His thumb brushing across her cheek made his heart flutter even faster. He had touched her face, before, but for some reason, the smooth skin against his hand was electrified. Her lips weren’t covered with layers and layers of fruity chapstick, they just tasted like Mika.

His mind wandered to her heartbeat against his fingertips, speeding up with his and skipping in unison with his own. When she pulled away, he chased the kiss, leaning forward with his mouth hanging open slightly as he slowly opened his eyes. He kept his hands resting on her cheeks as the heat of her blush hit his palms, causing him to smile brightly.

“Um…”, he laughed nervously, catching his breath as drew a thumb along her jaw, and then dropped the hand to her hip, to keep himself separated from her, with their bodies. He wanted to show restraint, compared to other girls he would normally be with. Thinking about the idea of making her cry caused his chest to hurt a bit, as he leaned forward to place a kiss on her nose for the first time.

“I’m um…not sure you want to sign up for this.”, he muttered with a sigh, “Dean Winchester isn’t really known for his romance.”

He gave a small laugh, squeezing her hip a bit.

[FuriePhoenix]

When they broke from the kiss, Mika noted how he didn't let go of her face, taking in the soft gentle touch he gave her as he stroked her blushing cheeks with his thumb. The calloused fingertips never once bothering her as she was used to feeling his hands in such a way from the daily hand holding. She too didn't know what to say at first, so to keep quiet as he tried find his words was easy to do.

She gently shook her head when he said about not being known for his romance but she still smiled. "I... I know you're not. But I don't care. Romance isn't why I like you Dean. I like you because... Because of who you are." she said to him. "you make me happy, I feel safe with you. Y.. You're my bestest friend and... And I like you more than that for..for who you are with me. N..not for your romance, but r....rather your lack of it. You're real with me" she stammered as she tried to explain her mindset on him and why she liked him so much.

She chuckled lightly once more, liking it when he gave her hip a squeeze and she felt like she could do nothing except for hugging him, her head being under his chin.

"MIKA CHAMBERS!!" came an all too familiar male yell from the near distance moments later making Mika freeze against Dean before reluctantly pulling away just enough to see her father storming over looking more than angry and she knew it'd be one bad evening with him. She shakily used her hand to search for Dean's, gripping it. "h-hey dad, I'm sorry, I know I'm late..." she mumbled, but loud enough for him to hear her as he got closer.

"you are in serious trouble missy!" her father shouted at her, once close enough grabbed her other hand and yanked her from Dean so hard, Dean's jacket fell off of one arm, making him yank the whole thing from her and throwing it at Dean.

"I told you to keep away from my daughter!" he sneered at Dean.

[JustAnna]

Dean’s heart fluttered as she spoke to him. It was the most she had admitted so far, and he couldn’t help but want to kiss her again. He mirrored nearly everything she was saying, except that for him, her romanticism of life was what intoxicated him, when he was around her. She saw the world as a rosier place than he ever could, and he couldn’t help want to keep that world view safe, making her stay in her books. As she hugged him, he released her hips, wrapping her up tightly in his arms.

He smiled, “And for me it’s the opposite. You’re the most romantic…”

Dean’s words were cut off by Mika’s father screaming at them. He flinched, releasing her just as reluctantly, and almost pushing her behind him out of instinct. He squeezed her hand tightly, as he realized how bad she was shaking when she touched him. The fear she was feeling caused his eyes to narrow, wondering if her dad would truly lay hands on her, while he was there, which would be a mistake.

Dean was caught off guard as Mika was pulled away from him, and his jacket was flung into his chest. He looked down at the jacket, as her dad screamed at him, his mind moving a million miles a minute. He had a horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach, telling him that Mika was in for a rough night, physically. The thought caused his hand to come out, grabbing her father’s wrist before he could step too far away.

“Hey!”, he yelled, stepping more in line with the man, “Let go of her. We can talk about this man to man, but don’t…hurt her.”

He breathed heavily, a bit nervous about what her father would do next. He had had the crap knocked out of him by John plenty of times, for not following orders, but he couldn’t ignore the feeling that things were going to go south, real quick.

“I mean it. If you want to throw punches…throw them at me.”, he sneered back at him.

[FuriePhoenix]

She hated her dad for interrupting them, she wanted to know what Dean was about to say, she wanted to hear what he was thinking or how he felt, why he liked her so much. Yet her dad had other ideas. She wished it was her mother that found them as yes, she would be angry but she wouldn't be violent or terrifying like her father always was. She didn't want Dean to see just how bad and controlling her father truly was to her, to see why and what was the trigger for her not taking the bullies at school well. She wanted to go back to that happy moment that they had only moments ago.

When her father sneered at Dean, she knew Dean wouldn't just let that go but she was fearful for his safety if he didn't just let her go. She looked at him wide eyed, almost pleading to not get involved but he saw differently and grabbed her father's wrist to confront him.

Her father smirked at Dean's attempt to protect Mika, "you don't wanna do this boy. You Winchester are all the damn same, arrogant sons of bitches" he snapped, roughly pulling his arm out of Dean's grip. "I will do what I damn well want with my daughter. You stay the hell away from her" he warned, pulling and tugging roughly on Mika's arm making her wince and cry out in pain as she was dragged to the car. Her free arm reaching out for Dean, "DEAN!" She cried as she got lifted and roughly shoved into the truck, the door shutting behind her.

He walked round to the driver's side and got in, telling her to not look back at Dean. She cried at him, begging him to be like this but all it did was make him punch her, causing her face to snap sideways and almost smack into the window, tears falling down her face as she watched Dean, her hands on the window.

Her father drove them home silently, not apologising for his actions.

[JustAnna]

Dean’s eyes moved from Mika’s dad’s face to Mika’s face briefly as he held onto the man, his eyes telling her that he was both sorry and worried about her all in one look. When her father responded, Dean flinched at his words, wanting to punch him so bad it hurt, but he knew it would just make things worse for Mika. He reached, chasing her Dad’s freed wrist with his hand, and followed them as he yanked Mika toward the truck.

“Hey! No stop…”, he muttered, still following them. When he realized that her father wasn’t going to take a crack at him, and instead had thrown her into the truck, he ran up to the passenger side window, slapping at the window, “Hey. I’m going to come get you…I’m going to co-.”

His words broke off, as her father’s punch connected with her face, his heart nearly stopping. He couldn’t even form the words to scream, or try to stop them from driving away as the truck engine turned over with a roar and it began backing up to leave. He kept his hands on the window as she looked back up at him, gritting his teeth in rage, “I’m sorry. I’ll be right here. Hey! I’ll come get you. MIKA!”

As the truck peeled away from him, he raised his hands to his hair briefly as he tried to decide what to do with himself, or rather, about the situation. He punched the air, hating the helpless feeling that he was starting to notice as a pattern, and screamed in an echo through the park, “SON OF A BITCH!”

[FuriePhoenix]

Before they drove away from Dean, she heard what he said to her through the window and nodded, knowing that after this she would not be okay on her own. She needed him more than ever now that he had seen for himself first hand just what she put up with when her dad got angry. She cried as she tried to keep her eyes on Dean for as long as possible until he was out of sight.

She sat forward and looked at her lap, refusing to look at her father for what he did to her and said to Dean. She wanted to scream and yell at him for treating him so badly when Dean had done nothing but protect her and make her happy. His anger and judgements were all being aimed at the wrong person but she knew if she did say anything, she'd just get another hit. So all she could do was sit there submissive to the main person she was afraid of.

The drive back to her home was only around ten minutes but it felt like forever, the silence deafening. When they got back, she got out the truck, grabbed her bag and stormed inside the house as her mother was standing in the open doorway waiting for them. She ran upstairs to her room, slamming her door as loudly as possible, making the walls shake in the process.

She threw herself on her bed and grabbed her pillow hugging it and crying before deciding to go to her computer, turning it on and going to the one place she could send an IM to Dean.

"I'm sorry you had to witness that
I wish I could say he's not like that normally
But it wouldn't be true
I'll leave my window open like always
I'm scared Dean... Meekox"

She clicked send and hauled herself back to her bed where she curled up on it, hugging her pillow again, but not before she unlocked her window like she always did, but kept it shut just incase either of her parents came in.