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

[JustAnna]

Dean chased her kiss when she pulled back, his eyes still closed as he sighed. But he opened his eyes when she said that Bobby was paying for the date, raising his eyebrows, “Really…”

He pursed his lips, looking off to the side. Bobby must have really wanted them to get out of the house for a while, if he was willing to let go of cash for them. Either that or he knew that Mika really needed some fresh air. Either way, it was really cool of him.

Dean frowned at her mentioning of getting out of the shower before she stayed. But he nodded, and smiled softly, loving the calmness of her fingers wrapped up in his hair, especially after his moment of panic before she showed up. It felt safe and calm, and he couldn’t help craving it a bit.

His chest flinched, his eyes almost fluttering closed as she ran her hand down his chest. He glanced down at her hand and took a deep breath through his nose, seeing how she lingered over the newer ones, “Let’s get dressed.”

He kissed her back briefly, reaching back and turning the water off, to force himself to leave the shower. He was honestly just excited to not kill anything for a change and just be with her. He pulled away from her, and stepped out, before reaching his hand out to her.

[FuriePhoenix]

She nodded when he replied to her comment about Bobby being willing to give them the cash for their date night. She wanted to stay in a bit longer to properly freshen up but she also knew what she said was true. She really wouldn't leave if she didn't make an effort to move as she could see how calm he was becoming from her being in there with him.

When he said about getting out and getting dressed, she looked back up at his face and smiled warmly at him. "okay" she replied, letting go of him and letting him get out first after kissing him back just as briefly. With his hand out stretched, she took ahold of his hand, stepping out of the shower.

Out of the shower, she grabbed a towel as she did still get suitably soaked from standing so close to him, wrapping it around herself, holding it in place instead of the usual tucking in one corner. "we deserve this date night tonight" she thought out loud and partially said to him, then walked out of the bathroom, her wet feet leaving little footprints on the floor as she went into their her bedroom and wasted no time in perching on the edge of her bed away from both their outfits and getting dressed in her earlier set outfit.

She purposely kept her back to Dean, not wanting to give away the full effect of her outfit to Dean just yet. She then dried her hair as it got damp, but not soaked in the shower, letting it get a natural wave into it in the process, and for the first time in a while even put on some makeup consisting of a nude/brown smokey eye and red lipstick.

After all that was done did she turn round to face him as she went to grab her beat up old boots.

[JustAnna]

Dean grabbed the other towel, next to hers and wrapped it around his waist after helping her out of the shower. He turned and watched her step out of the bathroom, half fearing she would slip and fall. When she didn’t and reiterated how much they needed and deserved the date night, he couldn’t help but sigh in contentment, “We do. God knows I need to get you out of the house…for both our sakes.”

He carefully walked out of the bathroom, stopping at the foot of the bed to grab his cleaner pair of boots. He placed them neatly on the floor in front of him. His eyes carefully raised to stare at her bare back, as she started to get dressed, smirking before grabbing his underwear. After pulling them on, he clumsily wiggled into his slightly tighter pair of jeans, remembering why he didn’t wear them on hunts very often, unless he was specifically trying to get information out of a woman.

He chuckled at the thought, buttoning his jeans and buckling his belt before turning to his shirt, sneaking glances at her back. As he slipped his arms into his overshirt, Mika turned to him and he raised his eyebrows.

“Um…if I didn’t know better, I would say you’re trying to impress someone tonight…”, he muttered with a smirk, rolling his sleeves to rest around his elbows. He leaned his head back, just watching her, as he pulled his socks on, and shoved his feet in his boots.

“The gun is for protection, not…protection.”, he chuckled, fighting the urge to reach out for her while she stepped around to put on her boots. He sat on the end of the bed and wrapped his boot laces around both ankles, before lowering his pants over them and standing back up, holding his arms out, “How do I look?”

[FuriePhoenix]

As she got dressed, Mika had the sneaking suspicion that Dean would be stealing glanced at her, especially as she didn't normally make a point to turn her back to him when getting dressed. Yet in many ways it showed her utmost trust in him that she would be so willing to show her back, the one part of her she still had issues with, so freely to him. She wasn't afraid to show him her scars, slightly disguised or not.

As she turned round and he said what he did, she couldn't stop the light chuckle from escaping her lips. "good job you don't know better then" she teased him back, before finding his next comment absolutely hysterical and really laughing at it. Her amusement evident in her eyes, making them almost seem brighter despite being so dark in hue.

He really did have a knack for making her smile and feel incredibly loved. Something she was certain no one else really did to his level. She was also so glad that he agreed moments ago that they really needed to get out the house to destress/rid themselves of cabin fever.

She managed to eventually stop laughing long enough to grab her boots, perch on the edge of the bed next to him and pull them onto her feet, lacing them up. "ready to go? Just gotta grab the cash from the lockbox and get my jacket." she replied to him, the excitement of having a normal night with him growing by the minute.

[JustAnna]

Dean raised his eyebrows, a bit surprised that he had made her laugh so hard, but also glad to hear it. His heart fluttered at the sound of her giggles, and the smile on her face, his eyes softening completely as he simply took it in, and basked in how happy he seemed to make her in that moment.

He had craved her laughter for the weeks he was gone, especially during the nights after that first hunt, where he felt that none of it was worth it, anymore. The pain he felt was worse than almost anything he had ever experienced, with nothing and no one to distract him from any of it. He was bleeding out, while John frantically tried to patch him up. He half expected to die, and it tore him apart that he was going to die in some dingy motel room, far away from those eyes…

He shook himself from his thoughts, forcing himself to swim out of her eyes and back to reality for a second, “I’m ready when you are…”

Dean then leaned forward, feeling the intense need to just show her appreciation for her existence, in this moment. Closing his eyes, he kissed her lips, lingering for only a second and then pulled back, “I love you. You know that? I don’t want to talk about things tonight, but…I just needed to say that before we head out.”

He then pulled away from her, standing from the bed and turning to offer his arm. If he sat there too long, he would get emotional, and ruin the night. So, he chose to not…ruin the night, “Now. Enough of that…let’s go party.”

[FuriePhoenix]

If Mika had known what state Dean was in when that hunt went south fast, she never would have forgiven herself for not finding a way to him, to be there for him. Even if John did hate her guts, she would have gone against him so Dean didn't feel alone. She also would be incredibly pissed off that John wouldn't have called and told Bobby at least, even if he didn't want her to know about his son situation.

She also didn't intend to laugh as hard as she did at his protection joke, but it seemed cabin fever made her a lot easier to amuse than she thought. Yet it seemed worth it as seeing her in such a way, seemed to clearly make him smile.

She nodded at him confirming that he was ready when she was, about to gear herself up to stand up, she watched him lean in to her, kissing him back as his lips touched hers, revelling in it as she always did. With him pulling away and saying the three words she always craved to hear from his lips, she smiled lovingly at him, letting him speak what he needed to.

"I do know that, I love you too Dean. Always have, always will. No matter what. You're my soul mate." she replied to him before he stood up and held out his arm to her which she took gladly with a smile.

"let's" she agreed, keeping ahold of his arm as they left her room and descended the stairs together. Before leaving the house, she made sure to grab the cash Bobby gave her permission to take, then took her jacket off the coat rack in the hallway, swinging it round her and on. "come on, we may aswell walk it as we both intend on drinking tonight" she suggested to him.

[JustAnna]

Dean’s heart fluttered a bit, in his heightened emotion to hear the words slip out of her mouth. He pressed his elbow to his side, pinning her hand in his elbow as the walked downstairs. He let her go briefly as she went for the money and her jacket, grabbing his own leather jacket from the arm of the couch. He was careful not to wake Bobby as he did so.

Giving Bobby a sad look, at how hard he was sleeping, Dean reached over him, taking the throw he kept on the back of the couch. He carefully unfolded it, and laid it over him, tucking it around his neck, before patting him on the shoulder gently with a small smile.

He then turned back to Mika, quietly jogging to her and wrapping her arm in his again.

“That’s the best idea you’ve had all night. I will most definitely be drinking tonight…”, he quipped, opening the front door for her, and stepping out with a bit of happiness in his step, “And with you looking like that, I may need to bring out the pickup lines. You know…to make sure you come back home with me.”

He laughed, and then took a deep breath through his nose as the fresh air flooded in, smelling like rain.

[FuriePhoenix]

Before they left the house, she smiled softly as she witnessed Dean pull the throw blanket over Bobby to make him more comfortable, whilst also feeling so glad that Bobby was finally getting much deserved sleep. She just hoped he would wake up at some point and go to bed properly so he didn't do his back in.

She walked outside with him and locked the door as she was always told to do when she went out, shoving her keys in her jacket pocket as they then walked into town together and she chuckled at his comments. "Oh shh you. There's no way I'd go home with or to anyone else when you're in my life" she smiled at him, remaining close to him.

Where Bobby and her lived may not have been anything incredibly special to look at in her eyes, but she was glad that everything was in walking distance and it wouldn't take them absolutely forever to get into town. She actually enjoyed the fact that they were walking for once and not driving.

As much as she adored her impala and was eager to get behind the wheel again, she was enjoying the walk more at this moment. The air smelled fresh, with the possibility of rain coming in later but after being in the house for weeks it was very much welcome.

[JustAnna]

Dean shrugged his shoulders at her, in a way to say ‘I can never be too careful’, even though he knew that while they were together…she was the only one that needed to worry. His eyes were known to wander, as he had always seen everything in life as temporary. He didn’t know if that would ever change. He found himself being more reckless every day, especially when angry or stressed. It worried him any time they were together out and about, because it took her letting him know he was acting out for him to really realize it - with girls or with monsters.

He hugged her arm in his, as he resigned himself to stick to her like glue, especially when drinking. As he continued to enjoy the rainy air, he smiled, “I’ve tied you down…made you soft. But who would I be, without you? Hmm? A raging lunatic…That’s who…Hell, you’re the only constant in my life, as much as we butt heads.”

As they walked down the street, he kept his ears sharp, while waiting for her answer. It was a safe area, for the most part, but as a hunter, he couldn’t help himself. Call it PTSD. Call it paranoia. Call it protectiveness. Either way, nothing bad was going to happen, tonight. He had a good feeling.

The tiny one screen movie theatre, built into the side of a bar came into view in the distance as their feet crunched along the gravel side of the road. It was a welcome sight, with all its neon. He did narrow his eyes a bit at the sight of a row of motorcycles parked out front. The normal customers around here were either friends of Bobbys, drifters, or locals…not bikers.

[FuriePhoenix]

Mika accepted him hugging her arm closer to him, she got the feeling he needed to be clingy and if that was the case then she wasn't going to stop it. She liked it when they were kind of clingy to each other, it's just who they were. She smiled at his words as he was convinced he made her soft because of what she told him, yet it seemed with what he told her as well, she had made him soft. "I don't seem to be the only one whose gone soft" she responded to him as they walked together, "But in seriousness I'm glad I can be that for you, even if we do butt heads...but that's just us. We love and fight equally hard, but we always come back to each other" she explained to him, saying it as she saw it.

Dean also wasnt't the only one who kept her ears and eyes sharp in the area. It may have been a relatively safe area compared to most places, but like him, it was drilled into her too much to always expect the unexpected and just like him, she had a good feeling about the night as well.

Seeing the one screen movie theatre come into view she smiled to herself briefly, suddenly getting memories of when they went to the movie theatre together as kids a couple of times. It really did feel like old times to her but she also noticed the motorbikes all in a row outside the bar half of the theatre thinking it was highly unusual for that to happen. "Huh...that's unusual for this area." she remarked, but for now she wanted to shrug it off as they had a movie night to attend to.

Reaching the movie half of the building, she pulled out some cash and paid for two tickets for the one film that was on currently which they luckily got there just in time for. With the tickets purchased, she walked inside with Dean where they just went straight into the screen room and took their chosen seats. Getting comfortable, she angled ehrself so she could slightly lean into Dean's side during the film and she remained pretty much there for the entire film's duration.

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With the film over, she stood up and stretched out her arms before relaxing again. "Right, lets hit up the bar after that mediocre film" she smiled and half chuckled, feeling more than ready for a drink.

[JustAnna]

Dean smiled sweetly at the lady at the counter of the movie theatre. He was still thinking over their conversation during their walk, enjoying that they were slightly more open with each other, like when they were teenagers. It felt new and fresh. It was nice. It almost felt as if they could put aside all of the fights and the crying, and not cycle through everything all over again.

He wrapped his arm around Mika as soon as they sat down, snuggling up to her and once again feeling like a teenager again. He even looked down at her hand in his, almost seeing his as much thinner and not as scarred. He smiled, and turned back to the screen as the movie started.

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Dean stretched as she did, cracking his neck as he stood up. He had almost forgotten how stiff he got when they were cuddling while sitting up, especially when he decided to wrap his arms around her. He reached his hand out and took hers, kissing her knuckles quickly and then began to drag her down the stairs of the movie theatre, “I’m more than ready for that. I didn’t think the movie was so bad! I mean…we’ve definitely watched worse, while you cried into a bowl of ice cream…”

He laughed and elbowed her a bit, “This is nice…”

As they stepped out of the theatre and through the connecting door way of the bar, Dean looked around the smokey establishment with a pleased look on his face. It was his familiar little dive bar, full of cigar smoke and drunken idiots…and women that he knew a bit too well from his brief time away from Mika back in the day.

Bobby would never let him stay at the house while she was hiding out there. To say that he was a nervous drinking mess before he was even old enough to drink, was an understatement. A waitress spotted him, instantly smiling brightly and running toward them, “Dean Winchester!”

As soon as she said his name, a dozen or more heads perked up, staring at them.

“Great…Oh hey Diana!”, he turned his frown into a wide smile that didn’t meet his eyes, allowing her to hug him briefly.

“What can I get for you guys?”, she asked, looking Mika up and down, her face unmoving as she took in who Dean was hanging out with, now.

“Um…I think we’re coming to you. I figured we would hang out at the bar for a bit, if that’s alright.”

“Sure! Your stool is still empty. Has been since the last time you strolled through here…what…a year ago?”, she asked, causing Dean to bob his head side to side as he calculated. She smiled brightly at him again, playfully slapping his chest with the towel in her hand and gestured for them to take a seat.

“Phew. Um…let’s go get a drink.”, he laughed to Mika, uncomfortable at the interaction, but thankful that Diana realized everything was strictly platonic, and Mika was obviously more than a friend.

[FuriePhoenix]

When Dean brought up the times she was a teenager and cried into the bowl of ice cream whilst watching the bad films together, Mika visibly cringed at the memory even if she did chuckle at the same time. She remembered those nights all too well and looking back they weren't her most....classy of moments she had. However in her defence it mostly happened if she had a stressful day at school or she was just in an emotional state of mind in general over something else. "you just HAD to bring those days up didnt ya?" she chuckled as he bumped her arm with his elbow lightly. "but yeah this is nice" she agreed.

Entering the bar, she realised she couldn't remember the last time she came here and was pretty sure when she last did come here it was with Bobby. Due to her familial link to the man and his reputation of being the 'town drunk' she was all too used to people not fully taking to her, so when the waitress Diana came over, be all chirpy and nice to Dean but give her the once over, she wasn't in the least bit surprised.

She looked around the bar as heads turned at Diana broadcasting his name out loud, seeing that even after her initial exclaim, some heads were still watching them intently, whilst others just went back to their own business. She figured she'd remain quiet as Dean spoke to Diana, noting how he was faking the smile for the most part as she knew his body language all too well. Better than most people really realised.

Mika didn't know what it was about the job in being bar staff when female, but it seemed like a common occurance of them using the towel they had on their shoulder to hit their customers with. It never made any sense to her, but she kept her thoughts to herself, not in the slightest bit bothered as she was in this moment, in a really good mood.

Walking over to the bar with Dean, she saw how awkward he was feeling so she gave him a discreet comforting squeeze of the hand, to let him know everything was okay. "yeah, lets get a drink" she agreed, before finding their spots and sitting up on the bar stool and ordering a beer to start off. Glancing around she recognised some faces but not all of them but she could easily pinpoint which men and women owned the bikes outside that they saw earlier on.

"Seems like a busy night here tonight" she remarked in general.

[JustAnna]

Dean approached barstool that his initials were still carved into from one of his crying fests, after Mika had ‘died’. He flinched when he saw the carving, but pulled the stool out and sat on it, his mood only shifting enough to cause him to put both elbows on the bar, his hands over his mouth. He zoned out for just a second, working through the bad memories for a brief second, before Mika’s voice pulled him out of this thoughts and he gave a relieved sigh.

He didn’t need to think about any of that. She was here. That stage of his life was hopefully completely behind him. He turned to her, and raised his eyebrows, “For this little bar? It’s packed. I’ve never seen more than two or three people in here at any given time…”

He turned on his stool, bringing his beer to his lips and peered around at the men and women in the bar. The few that were still looking at him, almost seemed like they wanted to pick a fight with them. He showed no submission, simply stared at them one by one.

“And apparently I’m not the most loved person in the bar, tonight…”, he muttered to Mika. Several of them turned away from him, talking amongst themselves. He turned to her as they turned away, and smiled, “But I’m here with you, and we’re on a date. You look too nice for me to end up in some petty bar fight. Dean Winchester is off duty…”

He gave a small chuckle, leaning in to peck her on the lips, a pleasant sigh leaving his throat as he placed his free hand on her thigh and gave a squeeze of possessiveness.

[FuriePhoenix]

Mika smirked as Dean finally came out of his thoughts and wondered what he was thinking about, but tonight wasn't the time to start bringing up old memories that weren't all that pleasant, so her comment about the amount of customers in the bar was the next best route she could think of doing.

She noted how he turned round on his barstool to look around at the few faces still staring at him but was proud of him for not using it as an excuse to start a bar fight, even if she was his main reason for holding back. She sipped her beer and lowered it back onto the bar as he added what he did, making her chuckle at how he spoke about himself in third person.

"That you are" she smiled, pecking his lips back and not removing said smile when he squeezed her thigh. She figured it was a sign of possessiveness but right now she didn't care. She usually was the one that showed the possessiveness signs more than he did with her, so when he did she revelled in it. For most couples it wouldn't be a good thing, but for them it strangely worked and well, they weren't exactly a normal 'couple'.

She drank some more of her beer, the liquid going down her throat making her relaxed and happy. The night couldn't get much better in her eyes. By the time she got half way through her first beer, she was aware of someone going up to the bar on her other side to order another drink for themselves, but she also aware of how they kept glacning over at her, purposely peering over the bar to get a look at her chest, despite her having her jacket still on.

"just ignore it Mika..." she thought to herself, keeping her focus on Dean, even though she was hyper aware of the guy still staring. "How about joining me and my mates hot stuff?" the broad and tall guy asked with a smirk on his face, tapping her on her shoulder.

"Not interested, I'm with someone, so if you wouldn't mind..?" she replied deciding to play the polite but firm route first.

[JustAnna]

Dean had polished his first beer off, staring at Mika’s face as she savored her own. He couldn’t help stare, just at how peaceful she looked, the neon reflecting off her skin and her hair. He kept his hand on her thigh, rubbing his thumb back and forth as he got lost in simply staring, until a figure brushed past her and leaned over the bar.

He came out of his thoughts and focused his eyes on the guy’s face as he peered down at her chest. Dean’s eyes followed his field of vision, his hand gripping her thigh a little harder as he glared, simply wanting the guy to not try anything stupid. The man had been staring at him as if he wanted to fight, the entire time they were sitting, and now he was coming over to do this?

Dean met the guy’s eyes again, as he reached out and tapped Mika’s shoulder, Dean’s glare deepening a bit as the guy spoke. He leaned forward in front of Mika, even though she shrugged the man off, his paranoia and possessiveness taking over, “She’s with me, and I drink alone…”
He gave the man a sheepish smile, with a threat behind his eyes causing the man to smirk and chuckle, “It’s not like we can’t all share. There’s no harm in a little fun, is there?”

Dean couldn’t help his fists balling, as he didn’t move from his position, and shook his head, “No harm at all, but she said move along…So, move along.”

“C’mon princess. There’s no need to be rude, right? Have a drink. I’m sure your friend will be fine.”, the man quipped again, ignoring Dean completely at this point. Dean stood from his barstool, slamming a hand down on the bar in front of her.

“You have two choices here, bud. You can either turn around, and go back to your friends, and you get to go home tonight. Or you can stay, and we’ll figure the rest out from there…but I have a feeling you know what happens next.”, Dean threatened with his jaw clenched. As soon as he stood, the bartender pulled out a shotgun, and laid it on top of the bar, pulling the expensive bottles of alcohol from the bar top in case Dean started yet another of many fights.

[FuriePhoenix]

The moment Dean's hand got tighter on her thigh, she just knew he had noticed where this guy was looking and he was getting even more possessive. She tried so hard to just ignore the guy in question in the hopes that if she ignored him Dean would follow suit, but it was seeming that wasn't to be the case.

The moment the guy took Dean's initial words as a challenge rather than the final closure to back off, she sighed as she downed their rest of her beer, pushing the bottle as far from them all as possible, in a signal to the bartender to move the empty bottles as well for everyone's sake.

The very fact that this guy thought she'd be interested in being shared around like some object made her sick to her stomach and she tried to keep her anger under control, knowing that when she lost it, it was usually a lot worse than when Dean did. Then came the next words aimed at her, making her want to grit her teeth and say something but Dean beat her to it. She didn't even flinch when Dean stood in front of her and slammed his hand on the bar.

She took note of how the bartender showed off the shotgun by placing it on the bar and took down the expensive liquor for safety sake. She then turned and looked at the guy, clearly now annoyed. "I'd listen to him if I was you. I'm not an object to be shared around and even if I was? I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole! You're not my type. Now do as my boyfriend says and back. The. Fuck. Off" she said, sneering her next words but trying her hardest to be much cooler headed than she was actually feeling.

She didn't let herself acknowledge that she called Dean her boyfriend in her warning. If she had she would have wondered if she said it because that's how she wants him to be or if she just said it for the sake of making a point. Either option would have been correct, but she wasn't going to fumble now and let her words startle even her. She also hoped Dean would sort of understand why she called him her boyfriend in this scenario.

As the guy was about to speak, another friend of his walked up, a female this time. "aww won't she come play with us babe? Maybe I could convince her" she smirked, eyeing up Mika with what Mika could only describe as hungry eyes.

[JustAnna]

Dean continued glaring at the man as he stayed close to Mika, not budging after Dean’s threat. He bowed his head a bit, closing his eyes, and sighed. He hadn’t planned to get into any fights tonight. The bar was supposed to be empty. On a good Tuesday night, this place was actually peaceful. When Mika spoke up and called him her boyfriend, his heart fluttered and his glare reappeared on his face, this time with a smirk, “What she said…”

And then the woman showed up, her voice jarring him from his thoughts a bit as he turned his eyes to her, raising his eyebrows. He then laughed, “Sweetheart…I don’t think you’re her type either. And what is this, a swingers convention?”

He said the words with not an ounce of laughter behind his eyes. The look he was giving them was a dangerous one. Even the bouncer had noticed, and was moving the older gentlemen into the dining room of the theatre next door, to keep them from getting hurt.
He noticed the way the woman was looking at Mika like she was food, giving a disgusted look at how tasteless both of them seemed to be, but also, they seemed a little too eager, compared to most bar patrons.

The man brought a hand forward and tried to pick up Mika’s hand, which caused Dean to lash out. He clapped a hand on the man’s wrist aggressively, peering at him angrily, his chin almost in his chest. The man looked down at Dean’s hand and smiled, taking it as permission to attack, and suddenly punched him in the face with more strength than a normal human.

Dean fell backward at the woman’s feet, bringing a hand up to wipe a bit of blood from his nose. He stood with a smirk, blood covering his teeth as his nose gushed and punched the man back, the man spearing him and slamming his back against the floor once again, now sitting on him.

Dean blocked one punch which his forearm, protecting his face, but then as he started to punch up at him, he noticed the man’s teeth snarling, “A vampire…”

He whispered the word and instantly knew they were screwed. This could be an entire nest, considering how many people were hanging around the bar. He struggled under the man’s weight, as the woman came down to him and smiled, ruffling his hair.

“Mika. Vampires!”, he called out to her as another hard blow was landed against his cheek bone. He groaned, kicking his feet up to try and arch his back against the guy, “They’re vampires…”

[FuriePhoenix]

Seeing her be looked at like she was just a piece of meat and nothing more made her think that this was going to go south fast and something just wasn't right. She barely had time to react when the guy went to grab her hand but luckily for her, Dean managed to stop him. She had never been so thankful for not being the typical girl that would cower under the confrontation that was in their faces as she was in this very moment.

Yet what happened next threw her off guard for a split second as she saw Dean go flying onto the floor after a punch to the face. She instantly went on guard, "Dean!" she called out, seeing how his nose and wouldn't have been surprised if the bloke managed to break his nose in the process.

Another female vampire stood up and smirked, skulking over blocking Mika from getting to Dean as one of her own nest subdued Dean, revealing exactly what they were. The moment Dean told her they were vampires, the female vampire then revealed her own fangs and charged Mika, making her dodge backwards as quickly as she could, knowing she needed to get to the shotgun as quickly as possible.

"aww don't play hard to get, but then again....i do like the thrill of the chase for my food!" the female smirked, almost giggled in excitement, making a lunge grab for Mika, grabbing her arm, yanking her closer to come almost nose to nose with her, goinng in for an attempted bite but Mika managed spin the woman's arm backwards to get out of the predicament, kicking her straight in the back, shoving her forward.

With the distance back in play, she threw herself over the bar, snapping up the shotgun in the process, cocking it and shooting right into the back of the male vampire's head that had Dean pinned down. She then saw a knife behind the bar, grabbing for it to throw into the original female vampire, right in the back of her neck.

She knew it wouldn't do much yet, but she needed to get the two vamps off of Dean and fast. If that meant distracting them with herself then so be it. It was then she felt and witnessed herself get yanked over the bar again, seeing two more be either of her. She wriggled as one had their arms on her but then she got an idea, smirking at the one in front of her.

"what you smirking at?" he asked her, "at your ignorance of thinking you got me" she spoke back, using the one holding her as a spring board and kicking the other right in the chest, springing off of him and put of the other's grip, swinging her leg out to topple the vampire off balance.

[JustAnna]

Dean gasped as the vampire above him seemingly exploded. He closed his eyes and mouth tightly, trying to avoid any blood from getting into them, before quickly scrambling to his feet. Wiping a hand down his face, he smeared the blood and looked even more like a maniac as he smiled with his teeth covered in his own blood that was funneling in from his cheek. He spat to the side, and grabbed the knife roughly from the back of the struggling female’s neck, swinging twice to hack her head off her shoulders.

As her body fell to the ground with a ‘thud’, he turned to see Mika being overtaken briefly by two vampires. His instinct kicked in and he started to run to her, before realizing she literally had everything under control. He gave an impressed look, almost just wanting to watch her work, as a larger male picked him up from behind and slammed him on the nearest table.

“Why the face?!”, he yelled out in defiance, as he felt the vampire’s teeth gently pierce the skin on the side of his neck, gearing up to rip the skin and bleed him out. Shifting his weight, he swung the knife over his shoulder and pierced through his eye, pulling the knife out with a splatter, “See? It’s not so fun when it’s you, is it?”

He turned and started hacking violently at the vampire’s neck, eventually taking his head off as he gasped for air, his nose now completely swollen shut. He turned toward Mika, running over to her as she fought the last of the two vampires, or at least the ones that were still there with them.

“This night didn’t turn out the way any of us planned…”, he quipped, a bloody mess in front of all of them.

“You live up to your name, boy…”, one of the vampires muttered, glancing between Dean and Mika and trying to think of a plan, now that the tables were even, “But now you’ve taken care of my family. It’s only fair I take care of yours. And she's got more blood on her hands than you...”

Dean growled as the man stepped forward, reaching out to grab Mika..

[FuriePhoenix]

As she managed to get the two vampires that were trying to overpower her off of her, she noticed the impressed look on Dean's face, giving him a smile back as she hesrd the vampire who was behind her trying to come back up for her making her smash her boot right down on his head to at least make him pass out before finding a knife from someone's plate and slamming it into the vampire's neck and giving it a few hard hacks to decapitate the vampire.

As Dean got back to her, looking worse for wear, she couldn't help but chuckle in a dark way at his comment before she went back serious looking as the vampire that was left spoke to Dean as if she wasn't even there, but made a grab for her. She swiftly went to move her arm out of reach but got grabbed before she could get out of the way.

Being yanked into the vampire, she felt his hands wrap round her neck, forcibly tilting her head to one side making her grit her teeth. She looked directly at Dean as she tried to think up a get out move. If they didn't think fast she would either be vampire chow or have a snapped neck and neither of those options was how she wanted to end the night.

She then got an arrogant smirk on her face, letting her head drop forward just a little bit, risking her neck to be even more exposed and with a quick move she whipped her head back smashing it into the vampire's face, hearing his nose crunch under the force, as she got out of his grip, jumping out of the way, but as she did kicking the vampire back, landing on the ground in a crouch before standing up next to Dean once more.

"wanna do the honours?" she asked Dean, meaning the final kill blow.