FuriePhoenix

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

MIKA

The moment Dean began to speak, Mika wasn't so sure she was ready to hear what he was going to say to her. She didn't want to think about how happy he was with another woman, but she fought her every instinct to get up and walk away or at the very least pace around the room. she knew this was going to be so much harder to hear than she ever thought it would be. It was hard enough when they had a brief discussion after Cupid's stupid antics, but this felt so much heavier, worse even. So much of her wanted to interrupt him, speak, call him out on something but she forced herself to remain silent the entire time. Then came the sentence that hit her like a ton of bricks….he fell in love with Esme. Her eyes began to sting from tears bubbling up, threatening to fall down her cheeks as she felt him grab her hand to stop from running off.

Then it just got worse for her. He was in deeper with Esme than he ever let on before. He LIED to her before and that hurt more than anything, the tears then did fall. He was in so much deeper than she ever was with Ethan. She may have moved in with Ethan, but she couldn't ever pull away from the hunting life or Dean. Yet here Dean was admitting he was ready to just move on with Esme at one point and never look back. She tried to let what he just told her sink in as much as possible, but it was more difficult than she thought it would be. She felt frozen on the spot for a few moments before she pulled her hand away from his, just forcibly enough to make him let go.

“You lied to me…” she finally spoke, refusing to look at him. “you told me it wasn't serious with her…you looked me in the eye and lied to me” she said once more, as she tried her hardest not to fly off the handle and remain calm. Even the words ‘i still would find my way back to you’ didn't dull the hurt she was now feeling. “why Dean? Why lie to me? I've had tried SO hard to be a better person..for you and myself…to not lie or run away when things got tough and you've just been lying all this time? Do you realise how hypocritical that makes you? You call me out for lying, running away or keeping secrets, and you've been doing the exact same thing” her voice was low, she wasn't shouting, it was just remained eerily low and calm as tears fell down her face.

“So all that time ago, when you came rolling into Ethan's town, you were in a serious relationship with her? That was her you were with?” She asked, remembering the same moment in time that Dean had a short while ago. “Whilst I was fighting to not run from Ethan and convince myself all those late night calls from you were nothing but dreams, you were just happily with Esme? That's cold Dean…” she asked, forcing a hand to wipe away some of the tears off her face, before it just went back down onto her lap. This felt like a whole new form of betrayal, especially hearing how Bobby took them both in at one point. Now it all made sense why Bobby was so nice and sweet on Esme, he had known about her and Dean all this time, another stab of betrayal in her heart was felt. She wanted to get up and leave, but she felt frozen on the couch, her hands beginning to shake.

“She did the right thing walking away from you. You played us both back then” she pointed out flatly. That was the only other way she saw it. He played them both because he was too scared to be alone..just like she was afraid to be alone. “I only found Ethan after we had an argument on a hunt. We had walked away by that point, but I still remember finding you on the same hunt with your dad that I was already on and we just had this big argument. Your dad just lectured us both for not staying focused and he was right… that was the night our distractions caused me to get thrown across the mill.” She began, “so I left, leaving you two to finish the job, I couldn't take being in the same area as you both just to be judged from both sides. So I left and found myself in a bar, bashed up, hurting and frustrated. Ethan was the only person in that whole place to come over and ask if I was alright.” She explained.

The memory of that night coming clearer into her mind. She insisted she was fine and didn't need some gorgeous tattooed hot shot inserting himself into her business, but he stayed firm on the spot in front of her. She put it down to being too exhausted to fight him, but the truth was, she did want that kindness from someone. She remembered just finally breaking down at her table and he sat down beside her and just hugged her. He didn't even know her but he showed such kindness and softness to her that she was scared to push away from him. She could hear in her head how he suggested, getting out of the bar, into his shop and patching her up. That was when she found out he owned the tattoo shop in town and a few days later, she begged him to tattoo her back so she didn't have to see her scars in the mirror in the same way.

It was only after the memory played out in her head slightly, that she finally looked Dean in the eyes. “You know how many nights I spent on the phone to Duke hurting because I thought you had fully moved on, but you still kept calling me? Duke was the only one who one hundred percent kept me safe from myself. Not Ethan, not Bobby…Duke.” She told him.

NATALIA

One thing Nat never thought she'd hear Cason say was that he had grown fond of her car. Even if he did call it a death trap. She never really thought about Cason possibly growing fond of her car, but the fact he had meant a lot to her. Maybe now he wouldn't be so averse to being in it with her and maybe when this whole impending doom was over and they survived it, they could just go somewhere. Just them and the car and not look back for a while.

She also never really saw much in common with Dean when it came to her bond with her car and if anyone told her she was like him over it, she probably would try and deny it even if it was true. She had A LOT in common with Dean and if she really let herself admit it, she probably would have wondered if that was why they butted heads so often. They were too alike for their own good at times, whereas with Sam, she could just be a sister and not worry about arguments. So when Sam said she was sounding like Dean before she chucked him her keys, she had to mentally scrub that notion out of her mind. She didn't want to think about how alike her and Dean were, it felt…childishly icky to her brain.

As Cason agreed with Sam that she had to take it easy, she looked over at him as he teased her about how lazy she had to be, the words causing her to scrunch up her face, her nose wrinkling. “I could never be that lazy and you both know it” she told Cason and Sam before getting into the back seat first. The familiar smell of her car and feel of the seats instantly made her feel relaxed whilst she waited for the others to pile in. She slouched in the back seat whilst she could before forcing herself to sit upright and put her seatbelt on whilst the others eventually got in.

Nat did know Cason hated cars, which was why she always appreciated him getting in one despite his dislike of them greatly. She reached out and took his hand as he told Sam not to drive like a maniac, catching Sam do a ‘blink and you'd miss it’ smirk before going serious and beginning the drive out the lot and into town. “Don't worry, he's not Dean…he actually is a safe driver. Especially when he's driving my car. He knows I'd kill him if he so much as scratched it” she told him, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze.

SAM

With Cason agreeing with him about Nat needing to take it easy, he wasn't sure if he should be smug about it or weirded out that a demon was actually agreeing with him. So he decided that as it was about his baby sister, he would go with feeling smug, at least in this instance. The more of them that made Natalia take it easy, the easier it would be for her to actually listen to them all and do as they wish for her. “His words might be a bit far, but see, even he agrees” he told Nat as he watched her make that stupid disgruntled face she always did when she was in a good mood but didn't want to concede to being outnumbered. He seriously never tired of seeing her personality just shine through at times like this. It made him think about her younger self and how she and their dad must have been together, making him wish he could have seen their relationship for himself.

He gave a nod of thanks to Cason not only for agreeing with him, but also for shrugging off his jacket and giving it to Anna. He too only remembered now that she must have left it in Duke's truck. They really should find some time to get their stuff out of it soon he thought, as he didn't know how long Duke would hang around. For now, he had more pressing matters to deal with, feeding the girls and himself. As Anna said she reckoned it had been a couple of days since she last ate, it got him wondering.. when was the last time they all ate? Everything had 0-100 so quickly that even he didn't know a precise moment they all ate.

Getting in the car with the others, he put the keys in the ignition, waited for everyone to be settled and turned the key. Cason asking him to not drive like a maniac brought a very brief smirk to his lips before going back to sensible mode. He started pulling out as Nat explained he was the more careful driver out of himself and Dean and he felt quite proud of that. “like she said, it's only Dean that has moments of insanity behind the wheel.” he added as he pulled out of the lot and onto the main road I to town. It wasn't a far drive, about five to ten minutes at most from Bobby's, but it took an equal amount of time to find a parking spot near the diner as it seemed a lot of people were out tonight. Yet he persevered and did find out, pulling in smoothly and perfectly on the first try.

“Okay, let's hope it won't be a long wait to get the food and bring it back to the house” he said, grabbing the keys and putting them in his jeans pockets so Natalia couldn't try and steal them back. Though there was a niggling part of him that felt if they did have a long wait, it wouldn't be a bad thing. Mika and Dean back at the house, clearly needing to have a private chat entered his mind again and he hoped they would be alright, even if he didn't want to walk back in and fest they were fighting again.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

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 mind’s 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. “everything okay?” 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. “guess it's just us for a little while. So how about that chat you wanted?” 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. “So….the history of you and Esme….” 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 there…Cason 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. “you got my baby back” she pointed out, feeling ecstatic about it. “you're the best” 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. “hey girl…I missed you” she spoke softly. “you're sounding like Dean again” she heard Sam tease from behind her. “give me the keys, I'll drive, you need to take it easy….I'm sure Cason would agree with me on that one” 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. “gonna be a cold night I think” 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. ‘so he got it back for her, he really is meaning his words’ 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.

“Give me the keys, I'll drive..you need to take it easy” 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. “so what place are we gonna grab food from? I really want a burger so bad!” Nat asked, as Sam sniggered, “probably the diner then. Can see if they got Dean's favorite pie” he replied.

"From out of Nowhere" - SPN

LEXI

Dean wasn't the only one who thought it just felt right laying there on the bed together. She felt like the two of them were destined to meet and click together, even if it was through something incredibly sad to join them as one. Hearing him breathlessly laugh at her remark, made her feel like she really did say something so corny and awkward. She wished she could have taken her words back, then he said something that made her smirk and laugh too. "what can I say? I'm proud of the tricks I know" she laughed, figuring if she was going to be awkward she may as well own that awkwardness as he wiped a few sweaty strands of her hair off her face.

Like him, she was really starting to feel quite a lot for Dean, it was way more than just a simple crush for her now. Yet how could she tell him that? She didn't want to rush him into anything more than a romp in the sheets every now and then if he wasn't ready for it, but how long could she honestly wait? But then he said something that made her just adjust her head, just enough to be able to look up at him without removing her head off his shoulder.

Smiling, she didn't think it was pathetic sounding at all. "It doesn't sound pathetic" she told him before chuckling warmly at his next little remark. The way he called her darling gave her butterflies, like a school girl. She knew she wouldn't ever tire of hearing him say such things or hearing his accent really shine through the gruffness of his voice. It was like a drug she never wanted to come down from.

"Yes we should" she replied with a chuckle, lifting her hand up just high enough to trace her fingertips around his anti possession tattoo. Laying like this with him made her feel a sense of feeling at home. She wouldn't ever stop loving her fiancée who she lost, but she could most certainly find a part of her heart open to falling in love with Dean, even if they had barely known each other. He was the new start she needed in her life to give her a sense of purpose, she just never knew it until now.

SAM

Sam couldn't pinpoint what it was about this moment with Anya, but somehow her being mute just made this situation all the more intoxicating. Not for any negative reason, but because it meant they really had to use touch and looks to convey everything to each other. Her tightening her grip on his hair made him bite his lip as he had his forehead pressed hers. He pulled her closer to him as she moved her hips and brushed her nose against his own. She was making it so difficult to keep some kind of control.

He found himself gulping down saliva in his throat as she moved her hand down his ear to throat and chest. Goosebumps instantly raising on his skin, just as she planned. Seeing her climb onto his lap, he lifted her up slightly to help her, pulling her legs round his waist before lifting his hands to her waist to keep her supported on his lap.

As she tilted her head and leaned down, he leaned his head upward and kissed her back deeply. He knew she was teasing him, testing how much it would take before he gave I to their urges and just let go of that control he was holding onto. It didn't take long for him before his kiss went deeper and more passionate, his hands ran up and under the shirt she was wearing, holding her firmly in place so she didn't fall.

This girl was going to be the death of him and right now he was completely okay with it.

"From out of Nowhere" - SPN

LEXI

Securely in her room, she couldn't help herself. There really was something about him that drove her crazy and she didn't take him for someone who would suddenly get cold feet now they really were in a private room. "Something you'll learn about me, I never miss a single beat" she smiled back at him, easily undoing his jeans and pulling them down his legs before coming back to his level in time for him to wrap his hand around to back of her neck. As he pulled her face closer to his, she gladly kissed him back deeply, passionately. She smirked into the kiss as he backed her against the door.

A soft groan escaped her lips as he trailed his fingers down her chest and to her jeans. She let him undo them as she then stepped out of them, kicking them across the room and out of their way before he broke the kiss just enough to verbally let her know he was totally okay with this. With a smile on her lips, she kissed him back, wrapping her arms around him like they were always meant to fit together......

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She didn't know when they found themselves on her bed, but she wasn't complaining about laying flat out on it beside Dean. Turning her head to face e him, she couldn't stop smiling through the attempts to slow her breathing and get it back to a regular pace. she wanted to speak but didn't know what to say exactly, so she rolled onto her side and beside him, resting her head on his shoulder, arm over his chest. "you do not disappoint Dean Winchester" she chuckled whilst internally cringing at what she said to him. 'really Lexi? That's the best best you can come up with?' she thought to herself.

SAM

Seeing Anya be surprised at how fast things moved between Dean and Lexi, he chuckled and nodded. "Oh I agree. I had a feeling they'd hit it off, but even I'm surprised how quickly. I thought it'd take her days to get him out of his room, not get in his pants" he laughed. "but I'm not gonna complain as it's a lot better than him sulking in his room" he added. He didn't even want to use the word grieving anymore as he felt like the moment the word left his lips, he got brought down mentally and he did not want to be a downer right now.

So when Anya spoke the other two being bunnies, he was really glad he had such an amusing thought in his mind so far from the sad thoughts. He watched her stand up and tap her finger on her chin in a faux thoughtful manner, making him rise an eyebrow in curiosity at what she was thinking and about to do. he watched her as she began to then walk to his drawer and pull out his gray shirt and shook it in a manner that said so much.

"Right...finding you a shirt to sleep in!" He remarked with a smirk, letting her know he got what she was practically miming. She certainly knew how to make everything dramatic and almost show like as she threw his shirt on his bed beside him and walked over before removing her own shirt. He could t stop himself from briefly biting his bottom lip whilst he couldn't take his eyes off of her, even though he truly did try. This girl was purposely driving him crazy and yet he loved every minute of it.

By the time she had his shirt on, standing in front of him, between his legs, he gave in to the urge to place his hands on the backs of her thighs. "you are one hell of a tease, you know that right?" He told her when she was done. The shirt really did look good on her, Dean was right, it was long enough to be considered a nightdress on her tiny frame but he did not mind in the slightest. She made it work somehow and he made sure the sight was burned into his memory.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

MIKA

With Dean finally agreeing to go talk, Mika was relieved. She just wanted her boys to get along as she hated seeing them like they currently are. It really brought the mood down and it made her worry about their mental states. There were too many far greater things coming into play for them all that they really had to put all their focus on and not be squabbling like playground kids. She just hoped that after her chat with Duke this morning, that he would begin to slowly listen to Dean and make an effort to hear him out.

As he pushed past her, she stepped to one side to let him through to the main room and sighed into her coffee mug. ‘oh boy oh boy….’ she thought to herself as she turned her attention to the other two couples in the kitchen, noticing how Nat was trying so hard to act casually around them all but Cason was incredibly close to her. An eyebrow quickly rise in curiosity before lowering back down again, deciding she wasn't going to get involved. She would just wait everything out until Dean came back for her to have their own long chat. A chat she was dreading more than the impending apocalypse if she was really honest with herself. She could see how Dean was still clearly in love with Esme to some degree and she didn't think she would ever get over that, but was she really any different? There were times when she still thought about Ethan and wondered if he was safe and still tattooing. She wondered if he ever hated her for just running off back to Dean.

As she mulled over it all, she couldn't help but fall down memory lane as she stared absentmindedly into her coffee.

[I][b]one Autumn, 3 years ago[/I][/b]

Mika was walking back to the tattoo shop to get into the apartment above it. The place she spent the last year living. It was a chilly evening, late and barely a soul outside other than the drunks or to be drunks out for a night out, oblivious to what was really out in the world. She had just been on a hunt, she was dirty, bloody and scuffed up. Her duffel bag over her shoulder and felt incredibly tired. Seeing the shop I'm her view, two doors up, she sighed with relief, glad to be somewhere she sort of called home but it never truly felt like home. Turning right, she pulled out her keys, unlocked the door to the stairs and headed on up after locking the door behind her.

She saw the lights on low and figured that Ethan was still up, which she hoped he wouldn't be. She wasn't in the mood to try and explain why she was bashed up when she never wanted to tell him why. It was safer he didn't know what her job was. It was safer he didn't know she did these jobs alone when she should have had someone else with her. Hunts were so much more difficult without Dean beside her being her perfect hunt partner. Dean….he crept back into her mind once more when she hoped he would just stop entering it. She had to move on from him, even though it hurt more than any injury she could collect on a hunt. He was her soulmate and here she was trying to make it work with someone else.

“You're back” Ethan's voice rang out in the dim light, already holding a first aid kit in his hands. “yeah…I'm back” she said flatly. Dumping her bag down on the floor in the hallway, she entered the main room and saw him on the couch. Joggers on but nothing else. His tattooed body just stretched out on the couch waiting for her, worry written all over his face. “what injuries is it this time?” He asked her, sitting upright as she stepped over and sat down beside him. “Just grazes, I'm fine” she replied, “well that's a damn lie. I know you Mika, you're never just fine. You go out all times of night, sometimes don't even get back until the next morning and you're always in a state. What is going on? I'm worried about you, you're not okay, not in the slightest” he told her as he opened the kit and began to clean up what cuts he could see on her face.

“It's s-” she began to reply but Ethan just stopped her before she could even continue that sentence, “don't you dare say it's safer I don't know. Heard it all before. I love you and I hate seeing you like this. It's self-destructive. I don't know if you're doing stupid illegal fights or what but I can't keep seeing you like this. It's breaking my heart” he told her, a bit more softly than he spoke the previous sentences. It was then she just brushed his hands away from her and stood up, “I'm never going to tell you Ethan, you don't like my answer or reason why but it's the truth. So please, just drop the subject. I'm going to bed” she told him, clearly fed up with this same old rotation of words between them. “Not in that state. You won't talk to me? Coming in bashed up and dirty and think I'm just gonna roll over and remain in the dark? Not this time. You can sleep on the couch” he told her, this time he got up and went to bed, leaving her alone in the main room where she sat down and just started crying, head in hands.

A few minutes later she grabbed her phone and pulled up Dean's number, tempted to text him or call him, but her hand shook and unable to actually do it. So she did all she could…she called Duke.

NATALIA

Truth was, Nat and Cason hadn't planned on going out. But the moment she saw absolutely no food in the fridge that she considered edible or would hit the spot right here and now, she had decided for them. She was also hyper aware of the look Dean and Mika gave her and Cason and she really didn't want to be questioned by Dean, so if she could scarper so she could put it off for as long as possible, she was going to take that opportunity with both hands. She shot Cason a look of ‘sorry for deciding for Us' before she offered Sam and Anna to join them. She figured Anna would be grateful for the temporary run away as well as herself and if it meant she could start bonding with Anna now that she was dating Cason, and Anna back with Sam then it was a complete win win situation in Nat's eyes.

With Cason's hand on her hip, she instinctively wrapped an arm around his waist in return. ‘so much for acting casual’ she thought to herself, but she was in a pretty good mood for once and she wanted to make the most of it. She looked over at Anna when Cason asked her how she was doing and it was then she took in how Anna looked and she really felt for the girl. She had been through a lot by the looks of it and she wished Anna didn't have to. But it also looked like Sam was really looking after her and she had the best support system in her brother. That much she knew for certain. “He's right ya know. I don't see you as a time bomb. Just my big lug of a brother's girlfriend who's awesome for putting up with him” she smiled at her, which got her a fake disgruntled look from Sam that she just grinned at him back to.

Now deciding that they needed to get out to go pick up food for everyone (mostly herself), Nat downed her coffee and put the mug in the sink. “Guess I should put some boots on” she remarked, suddenly remembering that although she got dressed, she didn't actually put socks and shoes on. “I'll be right back” she told them, but mostly to Cason so he wouldn't freak out about her going back to Bobby's room on her own. Letting him go, she wandered back to the bedroom, perching on the edge on the bed and slowly saw to getting footwear on. It hurt, but she was determined not to call Cason for help. She didn't want to feel like a complete invalid who needed her boyfriend to put on her boots for her, even though it would have been so much easier.

She soon got them on, stood up with a groan and headed out the bedroom, swiping her very old and very oversized favored jacket as she exited and went back to the others. “Okay, I'm good to go” she stated, sliding one arm through Cason's and her other to his hand.

SAM

Sam could tell that Anna was still uncomfortable being around everyone else, but he tried his best to make her feel more comfortable. So when he and Natalia spoke about food and Cason asked Anna if she was alright, he felt quite thankful that even Nat could see Anna needed a moment of normal mundane things to do. Her words about having people looking at her like a ticking time bomb made him frown, he didn't want her thinking that the others saw her as that, when he certainly didn't and it seemed neither did Cason and Nat. The smile she started to show at Cason's words made him give the man a nod of thanks for helping cheer Anna up before Nat's words made him look at her in a disgruntled manner. “Wow…” he breathed but chuckled at her just grinning at him in response.

As Nat spoke about needing shoes on, he couldn't help but look down and see she was indeed bare footed like Mika was before she scarpered off to fix that situation. “I swear she'll never change” he remarked amused by his sister, before looking at Cason. “Guess these little quirks of hers are your problem now, if the closeness between you is anything to go by” he commented whilst Nat wasn't around to put an end to the conversation. Same knew that any given moment he could try and get something out of the two lovebirds he would. He was a big brother after all and had to do his duty of questioning any love interest Nat got, despite his cool and casual demeanor. He still didn't like that her first love was a demon, but considering everything, and how he saved Natalia from the asylum, he had to give the man the benefit of the doubt for the time being.

After a short moment, Nat seemed to come back in the jacket he constantly tried to convince her to replace, even though he could understand why she had such an attachment to it. It was the first coat he found and put her in when they got her out of the asylum the first time 2 and a half years ago, he saw over those years how it quite literally became a comfort blanket to her, but it never failed to amuse him how she never really grew into it. “okay, let's head out” he replied, before stepping up to Mika, “I'm gonna go with those three to get Nat and Anna fed. Want anything?” He asked her, seeing she was in her own little world. Snapping out of her memory, she just have a nod, “yeah..just get me anything. Maybe as well get Dean the usual stuff” she replied, to which he nodded, and went back to the other three.

"From out of Nowhere" - SPN

LEXI

Lexi couldn't believe it when Sam totally interrupted them. She was so close to unbuckling his belt and just giving in to her temptations with Dean, and then Sam completely ruined it. By the sound of his voice, he enjoyed it as well which just felt an utter knife in the heart. "dammit Sam .." she gasped before laughing at the situation they found themselves in. She felt like she was in some kind of teen romcom moment and it just made her find the amusement in a very awkward situation.

However she still was desperate to grab Dean and not stop what they were about to do. They were grown consenting adults with needs and she wasn't going to let Sam put a stop to it. Looking up at Dean, she could see he was just hot and flustered as she was whilst they looked at each other and both chuckled. She took in how his skin was flushed like her own, glad she wasn't the only one.

She watched as he then knelt down to grab their shirts and keep ahold of them. At his next question to her, she smirked, "mine..further away from annoying brothers." She grinned, hopping off the desk to stand on her own two feet, not even caring that they were both still very much topless. She was never a shy woman really and right now, it the last thing on her mind to be. So she stepped up to the door, opening it. Grabbing his free hand, she pulled him out Anya's room and down the hallway to her room where she opened the door and pulled him inside, closing the door behind them and leaning straight up to kiss him deeply.

"So, where were we?" She coyly asked, letting go of his hand and grabbing at his jeans.

SAM

Sam caught the silent laugh and amusement on Anya's face and lips which made him feel all the more smug about what he did. He knew he shouldn't have, but he just couldn't resist the temptation, especially as it was clearly going to be the room they chose for Anya to sleep in during her stay here. They could at least have some kind dignity if they were going to finally give in to their attractions with each other.

He rose an eyebrow at her signing without thinking, and although his sign was very spotty, more so than Lexi's was, he took a guess that it was something to do about the situation he just put his brother in. He stepped over and perched next to her on his bed, listening to the comments come through her phone after Dean made him look to his door at the weak comeback of a thud on his door. "oh he's definitely having a head start" he laughed. "Ever since Lexi arrived, they've fancied each other. It's been like a day and a half, just about two days" He told her, still highly entertained by the whole thing.

"So although it is kinda mean, I'm not sorry in the slightest. Guy deserves a good night" he added as she typed another message as well as turning the volume down on her phone. He saw the mischievous smirk creep onto her lips as she pressed play, making him listen to what she wanted to say before he started laughing, his head nodding as he did so.

"If you had spent years knowing us, you'd know I was the wholesome one out of us two. But imagining those two as bunnies now is highly hilarious" he giggled. He did t want to think about his brother and Lexi getting it on, but he also could t help but mentally picture their heads on rampant bunnies and it just made everything ten times funnier. "so.. if we're being the wholesome ones right now, what did you wanna do? Ya know...to prove our wholesome...Ness" he asked her, waving a hand between the two of them.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

MIKA

Just as Dean didn't want to hear about Ethan, she didn't particularly want to hear about his time with Esme, but she knew it had to be said. Dean was right, they had to clear the air after both of them pretending for so long that neither had a history with someone that wasn't each other. She had kept her story with Ethan secret for far too long and if she had to accept and move on from knowing Dean was with Esme, then he had to know about Ethan. It wasn't out of spite or selfishness, but ever since Esme came onto the scene, all she kept thinking about was how her past was so buried deep and here was Dean's walking around with them in the open.

Seeing him sigh and relax when she agreed to finally listen to him and clear the air, she knew it was another step to them being even better a couple than they ever have been. She saw the way he tensed up when she requested he hear her side as well, it was clear he didn't want to hear it, but she couldn't help but think he surely must have questions to a certain degree. They both knew how many times he secretly called her in the night, barely saying a word on the phone, probably too scared to but there were those calls nonetheless. Those nights never left her memory, all those nights she crept out of Ethan's bed and sat on a stool in his kitchen just hoping that Dean would actually say something to her down the phone, beg her to come home...anything. They were the most heartbreaking nights she ever dealt with, to the point she had to call Duke and just vent to him about it...or more to the point, sob to him.

His agreement to talk with Duke and at least apologise to him for upsetting him knocked her out of her thoughts, making her smile softly and nod her thanks, even if his next lot of words about Duke being with Esme was a sore spot for him. She was so tempted to say to him 'well now you know how I feel', but she didn't because she truly did want to change and not be that spiteful petty girlfriend. She meant it when she previously told him she was going to work on herself and she wasn't going to go back on that promise now. "hmm" was all she could reply with as he darted his eyes downward before looking back at her and then toward the basement door.

Looking back at him when he spoke once more, she nodded in agreement, "yeah we'll have the chat and we'll be okay. No matter what we'll be okay" she replied, though she didn't know who she was trying to convince more- him or herself. His kiss on her forehead made her close her eyes tightly, desperate to keep her emotions in check and not let them spill out just yet from the anxiety of what Dean had to say. She only opened them again when Anna came in and Dean attempted to greet her, only to be met with the hostility Anna showed the night before. It was so clear the girl needed a lot of time to get over her anger toward Dean.

Looking up and reluctantly pulling away from his grip, she gave his hand a gently squeeze. "Go chat with your boy, I'll be here" she said softly, slowly letting go of his hand.

NATALIA

As she got herself dressed, carefully and slowly she found it very difficult to not just give up and dive back onto the bed and cuddle Cason once more. He looked so inviting on the bed stretched out the way he was, especially as her very first love. She forced herself though to keep focused as he spoke up about what the possible plans were for this evening. The word hunt brought a visible shudder to her shoulders as she really didn't want to even think about hunting right now, let alone actually going on another one just yet. It was horrible enough just thinking about how Castiel would be showing his face in a couple of days with no doubt this lead he hinted at.

"Definitely no hunting tonight, especially for me. I need a break. I just want to eat too much food and relax. I don't blame you wanting to see what Bobby was doing, that man is always working I swear" she replied to him, wishing that Bobby would take some time out for himself one day. Just as she was done getting dressed, she barely blinked when he was suddenly swiping his jacket off the top of her bag and had disappeared. It amused her how quickly he could move and she knew it would take some getting used to. Yet at the same time it was something she loved about him.

In what felt like another blink of an eye, he reappeared and was by the door waiting for her. Smiling, she walked over to him and opened the door but didn't walk through just yet. She looked up at him with a soft smile, "Lets go mingle with the others" she commented, not really ready to see what they were going to be walking into. With that, she headed out into the main room first so Cason wouldn't have to touch the door handles and risk getting hurt. She saw Esme and Duke seemingly in a sweet lovers moment, chatting softly and it brought relief to her to see Duke actually smiling again. As she headed through, she saw Bobby grumbling about the couples and exiting the house to the back garage, then came across Anna, Sam, Mika and Dean all in the kitchen area.

Everyone, except for Anna due to her proximity to Dean seemed in a pretty good mood. She couldn't remove the smile off her face even though she was trying. She kept repeating 'act casual' in her head, but that was the last thing she felt she could do. She slept soundly for the first time in months, realized she was very much in love, she was loved and although she was sore and stiff, she felt happy. She headed to the coffee jug, grabbed a mug and poured herself one before opening the fridge and frowned at the lack of food in it.

"Okay...guess it's a food run then" she complained with a sigh.

SAM

Walking out of the basement, Sam found himself taking notes of who was up and wasn't. He saw Bobby, Duke and Esme but didn't see Nat anywhere. His protective side was screaming at him to go on a search for her but he kept telling himself that she was fine and safe and in the house somewhere. He let Anna go on ahead to the kitchen, witnessing how she didn't reply to Dean when he greeted her and as much as it saddened him, he understood it and respected she still wasn't in the mood to acknowledge Dean. He walked behind and gave his brother a pat on the back to say hi before he waited for Anna to get a coffee first, then got himself one.

He saw how Dean and Mika clearly had their moment interrupted by Anna and himself walking into the area, not really sure what to say to anyone. He just wanted the tension to go away completely but he knew it would take time. As he lifted his mug up to his lips, he saw Natalia enter the area with a smile on her face, one that he recognised. The girl was trying to hide how loved up she was feeling and he didn't know whether to be worried and against her feelings toward Cason, or be happy for her finally opening up her heart to someone. Times really were confusing lately.

"Hey" he greeted Nat, who gave him a little wave as she went straight to the coffee jug and fridge before complaining about lack of food. "A few of us could probably do with eating. How about I drive you into town and we get takeout for everyone?" he suggested to her. Nat didn't know why but it actually surprised her that he offered, she guessed she just figured he'd want to stay with Anna the whole time. "Oh! Uhh...I think Cason and me were going to, but uhh...how about you and Anna come too? Get out the house for a bit?" she counter suggested, looking between Sam, Anna and Cason to see what they all thought. Sam gave the other suggestion a thought, and it did feel pretty solid. It meant he could keep an eye on Anna and drill Nat and Cason about what was going on with the two of them.

"From out of Nowhere" - SPN

LEXI

Seeing how flustered Dean was and that she truly wasn't the only one feeling the way she was made her feel slightly better in some ways. She couldn't explain what it was about Dean Winchester that made her so damn crazy, but he did. She was beginning to wonder if Sam would regret ever introducing them to each other or not, but even if he did, it was too late now. Her and Dean couldn't stay away from each other for too long before they both like they were going crazy.

His remark about feeling like they've adopted a kid made her laugh, but now that it was put into her head, it did kind of feel like that. "you're not wrong" she pointed out as she followed him out the laundry room and down the hall to the spare room opposite Sam's. It wasn't surprising that where he decided to put Anya. Walking into the room, she saw it didn't look really any different to her temporary room. It was all pretty much laid out the exact same way and it just brought back the reality that this was a glorified supernatural bachelor pad for snotty men way back in the day.

Lexi was ready to help Dean with the sheets but when he made it to absolute precision and quickly, she couldn't help but be impressed. Not even her ex fiancée was that efficient in making a clean bed. "Not just a handsome face" she muttered under her breath to herself as she continued to watch him. She smirked at his remarks about letting Anya doing her own blankets and such when she was ready to get in the room. As he walked over to her to get the pillows, she unconsciously shifted from one leg to the other then handed the pillows over to him, her fingertips brushing against his.

She chuckled when he was done and said it was now up to Anya and Sam if she actually stayed in the room or not. Like Dean, Lexi couldn't hear the other two, not that she would be able to hear Anya anyway. The girl was a fantastic sleuth. She noticed Dean was looking between her and the door, making her glance behind her at the door herself then back at Dean. If he was thinking the same thing as she was, they weren't about to leave this room.

She was right as she looked up at Dean as he got closer to her and just pressed his lips against her own. Closing her eyes instantly, she kissed him back, a tiny moan escaping her lips as he gripped the back of her hair tightly and her hip, she just about managing to close the door behind them in time. Her feet complying to his silent commands as he walked her backwards to the desk, soon feeling it in the back of her legs. The little shiver that went up her spine when he found his way under her shirt and onto her bare skin was evident, she knew what he was wanting and she wanted it as well.

She did a little jump up onto the desk to sit on it, pushing anything that was on it off, wrapping her legs around his waist, her arms raising up and round his back, her fingers trailing down to find the bottom of his own shirt. She needed him as much as he clearly needed her. Her kiss matching his own as her hands finally found their way under his shirt and up his back.

SAM

Sam couldn't help but chuckle when she gave him a look he understood the translation all too well. He gladly took her plate before washing it up after she handed it to him, listening to what her phone was saying to him. With an amused nod and smirk, he couldn't disagree with her statement, at least the breakfast part. "I can be...if I need to be" he teased back, but truth was, he was only good at being quiet when it came hunting. "and yeah...whatever goes on, breakfast is going to be awkward and interesting" he added.

He leaned against the edge of the sink as she leaned over and behind him to wrap the left over food and put it in the fridge. The silence in the kitchen that befallen it wasn't all that unusual for Sam, he was used to be being incredibly quiet as for a while it was just him in the kitchen on his own. He never really did catch Dean coming in to get another beer or other sort of alcohol or even food. He was even barely aware of the wind rattling the fixtures above them, having now gotten used to all the sounds of the bunker.

Sam's mind just kept thinking back to how much more pleasant this evening was, having a cheerful group and conversation around the kitchen table. Having Dean just be Dean was such a huge relief and weight off his shoulders and he truly had the girls to be thankful for for it. He snapped out of his thoughts when she suggested going back to his room which made him smile and nod.

"Yeah" he replied in agreement, pushing himself off the sink and walking her back to his room, which was when he heard something in another room. 'they're not...are they?' he thought to himself, guiding Anya into his room before he stopped, slowly turned to the room opposite and cautiously stepped up to the closed door. Pressing his ear against it, he eavesdropped then quickly stood up straight. He knew what was happening and he toyed between being a decent brother and being an asshole brother....he chose the latter with a smirk.

Lifting his fist up, he rapped on the door with the back of his knuckles, "guys, everything alright in there?" He asked but smirked to himself, hearing clambering inside the room. "Y..yeah, everything is good Sam!" Lexi called out, clearly flustered and hot and bothered. Sam laughed, composed himself and called back out, "then take it to one your rooms yeah?" He teased before swiftly entering his own room and closing the door before either of them could come after him.

A look of amusement still plastered onto his face.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

MIKA

Mika didn't want to confuse Dean, nor did she want to risk hurting him but she felt being tactful about how his actions in the early hours of the morning really hurt Duke. She didn't want her soul mate and practical brother fighting, especially over another person. It wasn't fair to either of them and she knew deep down it wasn't fair on Esme to have them both at each other's throats over who looked after her when she was hurt. She was still trying to come round to Esme as a person, a hunter and as an ex of Dean's, but she still wouldn't wish Esme to be brought in the middle of the boys’ fights. It was hard enough to deal with on the rare occasion that Sam and Dean fought and she had to break them up, so if letting Duke open up to her and talk him down, as well as doing the same for Dean would help the situation? Then Mika would damn well do it.

She saw how he wanted so desperately to say something about her getting close with Duke again, but it wouldn't matter if he did say anything, it wouldn't change her mind. The fact he decided against saying anything told Mika that he knew that also, and she was glad if that were to be the case. For now, she wanted to keep the more light-hearted feeling going, smiling as she felt his thumb caressing the skin on her hip. The small action always made her smile, there was just something about it that felt so calming and sweetly intimate about it between them. The smile didn't last long however when she saw the confused look on Dean's face at her next lot of words, but she knew they had to be said.

Hearing him actually say she was right about the whole talking with Duke made her internally sigh with relief he was being so open to the suggestion. All she wanted was for her boys to be on good terms again. She loved them both equally, albeit different types of love and she hated it when they fought it argued it just plain didn't see eye to eye. She wanted them united as a team and friends.

She snapped out of her thoughts when he continued to speak and mentioned about actually getting round to that long talk they so needed about the time she had run off, causing him to find Esme. Sighing, not exactly having been looking forward to it, she nodded. Mika wanted to move forward, get over that period of her life and never remember the kind of person she was back then, but she also knew Dean was right. If they didn't talk it through properly and calmly, she would never get over or accept the reminder of their old ways in the room. Esme. “okay, only if you're willing to hear my side of that time as well, if you're going to be fully honest with me, then I need to be with you too. But talk with Duke first please? Then we can have our chat” she replied, leaning into his hand with her head out of instinct.

She looked him in the eyes the whole time she spoke to show she meant it. Even if she wasn't looking forward to it. But if he was going to tell her his connection with Esme? Then she had to explain properly about Ethan. The man she tried to replace Dean with to no avail. Even if she hadn't checked to see if he was still alive ever since Dean came back to her.

NATALIA

Natalia really wanted Cason to know she didn't hold a grudge or anything negative towards him for getting to her almost too late. The fact that anyone, even him, came for her at all meant the world to her as the other demons had gotten into her head hurt enough to truly sow that seed of doubt that anyone cared enough to save her. If she had forgotten that brief moment and believed that, how could she hold anything against Cason for taking, what he considered, too long in reaching her? Matter of fact was, she couldn't. So she did hope that in time he would be able to forgive himself somewhat and until he could? She would do all the forgiving.

His words about looking cool saving her made her laugh, even though it made her twitch in discomfort in her cheek from the action. “not what I meant and you know it but you still make a valid point” she smirked back before she went into slightly serious mode once more. She hated having to admit that Dean was ready to cuff her to the car for how she recklessly behaved, and she knew in some ways, she could count her blessings for being sick to stop him doing it. She wasn't thinking clearly back at the barn and field, her head had been pounding like a freight train was running in it and she refused to let Cason be taken from her. Even though Dean never explicitly said to her he would cuff her, she did hear him discuss it with Sam when Sam asked if he was going to do it. Even feeling delirious and dizzy, she still could overhear them.

The teasing he gave her made Nat chuckle back but she knew there was most certainly an element of truth in what he said. That was only solidified in her mind when he continued on and said what lengths he'd go to keep her safe. As much as she didn't agree with him possibly killing entire families to keep her out of harm's way, she understood his point. “I love you too and yeah, that's not particularly healthy over a paper cut” she smiled. “but I get what you're saying and I love that you feel that determined to keep me safe” she told him.

It was then she realised she was getting kind of hungry, making her sigh. “I'm getting hungry, we should get up” she grumbled, glancing up at the ceiling before back at him again. Untangling herself from Cason, she carefully sat up and forced herself to get out of bed before walking across to her bag to pull out some clean clothes to wear. Bending down just enough to pick it up, she carried it to the end of the bed so she could unzip it and pull out a clean t-shirt and jeans before slowly and carefully pulling both on with a grunt from the soreness in her limbs.

SAM

Every time Anna buried herself into him, Sam felt like they were closer to being back on fully good terms once more. The relief he felt from her actions as it told him that she still felt safe with him was immeasurable. He kept a protective hold on her, wanting her to move when she was ready to and no sooner than that, even though he himself was ready to get out of the panic room. It wasn't exactly comfortable but that wasn't it's reason for being built.

He felt and heard her mumble against his chest that she did want to go upstairs before lifting his head back as he felt her move back enough to be able to look him in the eye. “okay baby girl” he replied, giving her a reassuring loving smile, moving one hand up to stroke her cheek sweetly. As she readjusted herself and leaned up to him to kiss him, he kissed her back. Something that he realised he always took for granted before now. Since they're disagreement the night before, he didn't think she would ever kiss him the way she was right here and in this moment. As she pulled herself even closer to him, he held her securely, deepening the kiss back, trying with all his might to show her just how much she means to him and how much he loved her. He never wanted to let her go, but he knew at some point he would have to or they'd never get out of the panic room.

As the kiss ended, he felt her rest her forehead against his, just enjoying and appreciating the intimate moment between them both. “I love you too” he replied to her, opening his own eyes and looking at her back, giving her a soft smile and stroked her cheek with his thumb one more time.

He eventually moved them both so they could stand up, dusting himself off once more, purely out of habit as he held his hand out for her to help her into her own feet. “time to see the back of this room and see if any of the others have resisted killing each other” he smirked. He also was curious to know how Nat was now that she had slept for a bit, or so he hoped.

"From out of Nowhere" - SPN

LEXI

When Dean grabbed her hand, Lexi couldn't help but softly chuckled as he pulled her along and down the hallway. She felt like a kid with him who was sneaking off away from their parents and she loved every second of it. It made her feel alive in a way she hadn't felt in a long time. She just had to keep reminding herself that Dean was still learning it's okay to be happy again.

When he pushed her against the wall near the boiler room, she bit her bottom lip, smiling, wondering where this was coming from but she wasn't going to complain. She let him place her hands on his chest, keeping her hands in his, as she watched him lean forward and kiss her desperately, forcing her to close her eyes and kiss him back. The desperation in his kiss, yet force behind it and his actions made her feel she had to be submissive to him, gripping his shirt as he let go of her hands.

His hand lifting to the back of her neck, thumb on her chin made her desperately try to not let out a little soft moan into the kiss, which she failed at. This kiss felt like none of the previous ones she had shared with Dean. It was raw, deep and dare Lexi say, passionate. If they weren't in the hallway, she didn't think she'd be able to just keep it at a kiss.

Dean pulling away from her, made her slightly chase his lips before she just accepted his forehead onto her own. Trying to calm down her own flustered state. "right...bedding" she replied softly, trying to catch her breath. Lexi kissed him back quickly as he stole another from her, pushing herself off the wall, stepping behind Dean and into the laundry room. She could see he was just as flustered as she was as she tucked hair behind her ear, still desperate to try and calm herself down. "Okay so....bedding, bedding...." She whispered to herself, before locking eyes on what they needed.

Walking over to it, she pulled some sheets down off the shelf, placing them into Dean's arms. "here, you carry them" she instructed as she looked for clean pillows, soon finding them and pulling them down, keeping ahold on them. "Okay, think we got everything" she smiled.

SAM

Sam didn't see the point in being coy and sweet after they shared quite the flustered and heated moment in the kitchen before Dean called him on the phone.in his eyes, they were a little beyond being shy and sweet now, so what harm could a little flirting do? He watched her glance down at his lips before looking back to her phone to type a message on it after Dean and Lexi had left the room. He listened to it when she hit play and he couldn't help but laugh at how quick and flirtatious she was with her wit.

"Oh? Are you implying I'm loud?" He asked teasingly, nudging her shoulder with his own gently. He knew that was exactly what she was implying but he could t help but tease her anyway. If she was going to be quick witted with him, then he was going to give as good as he got. "I guess we should clean up and find you something to sleep in" he then changed the subject, deciding that he had to change the subject or he would have just kissed her all over again right there and then.

Forcing himself to get up off his chair, he grabbed his plate and walked to the sink. 'Sam, keep it together man' he thought to himself as she cleaned up. 'just think about anything other than wanting to make out with Anya...she's here for our help' he kept thinking over and over, but he just couldn't listen to his own thoughts. He didn't want keep being the good brother out of himself and Dean.

If the recent events in their lives showed him anything, it was that he couldn't keep holding back the little luxuries or normal human things. He knew if Mika was still around she would have been his cheerleader and convincing him to go for it with Anya. So that's what he was going to do. Whilst also keeping somewhat professional when it needed it.