LEXI
Dean's banging on his door and calling out to her made Lexi wake with a start. âHuh what?â She muttered to herself, looking around the room and remembering where she was. Sighing as her mind came back to reality, she ran a hand through her hair, trying to come to terms with the fact that once again, bringing the photos out the day before triggered a memory induced dream. âAt least it wasn't a nightmare this timeâŚâ she mumbled to herself, looking down where Dean was only to find he was gone and it was clearly him who banged on the door to wake her. Reaching over to where she left her phone the night before, she looked at the time and saw how late into the morning it was which made her swing her legs out of Dean's bed and get up. Dropping her phone on the bed beside her, she reached down to grab her clothing and underwear, getting dressed once more so she could at least leave the room with some dignity so she could make it to the bathroom.
Once dressed, phone in jeans pocket, she left his room and headed to the bathroom where she had a quick shower before heading to her room and getting dressed again. Heading down the corridor once suitably presentable, she found Dean heading up the stairs to let his sister into the bunker. âdamn, have they arrived already? I really did sleep inâ she thought to herself. If she was to meet this sister of his and her demon boyfriend, she needed to be more coherent, so she swiftly headed to the kitchen and got herself a coffee before making herself seen, seeing that Cason was already inside the bunker and being careful not to touch anything that could hurt him. âhuhâŚhe is not at all what I would have picturedâ she thought to herself even though she wasn't really certain what she would have pictured in the first place. Standing back, she waited for Dean to get everyone inside when she spotted a blonde hugging him and from where she was standing below, she didn't recognise it to be the same Anna who she saw in the photos.
She did see which of the girls were Natalia as she looked so much like her brothers, despite not having the same mother. There was no mistaking that Winchester defined jawline.
SAM
At the hammering of the door happening and Dean's call out, like he was some kind of drill sergeant to them all, Sam woke up with a groan of disapproval of being awake. He had slept so hard once he was happy that Anya was getting some sleep, that he didn't realize just how long they had been asleep for. Rolling partially away from Anya to reach his phone to check the time, he now understood why Dean was waking everyone up. It really was almost ten and Dean wasn't lying. Putting his phone back down, he looked over at Anya and brushed her hair out of his face, âtime to get upâ he cooed, before gently sliding away from her after having curled himself round her like an extra blanket in the night.
Sitting upright on the edge of his bed, he leaned down and grabbed his jeans, pulling them on then standing up and walking over to his drawer of clean shirts. Pulling out a basic t-shirt, he lifted it over his head and pulled it on before using his hands to brush his hair into some kind of decent state. Picking up his boots, he went back to the bed to sit on and pull them on before standing back up again.
âI'll see you out there, okay?â he told Anya before leaning forward and kissing the top of her head.
Out of his room, he went straight to the kitchen where he saw Lexi exiting it with her own coffee. She seemed a little mentally out of the bunker but he wasn't going to pry, as he went straight to the coffee machine and made himself and Anya a mug each. With a yawn and tucking a bit of his hair behind his ears, he made the drinks and headed out of the kitchen to where the others were and that was when he saw her. Anna. He froze on the spot, scared at what to do, did he run or did he act like everything was fine? This wasn't part of the deal, she wasn't meant to be here, why did they bring her? His mind raced through the day he left her with Duke and Esme, without so much as looking back. He wasn't sure he could do this, especially with what was brewing between him and Anya. Every part of him wanted to walk away and hide but he knew he couldn't.
Deciding to stay back, he wasn't going to acknowledge anything until he got personally greeted, but he was now worried how he was going to get through this with Anna and Anya in the bunker.
NATALIA
Cason's comment about betting on whether or not Dean was already drunk again made Natalia roll her eyes. âI'd like to hope not. If he is, I'm confiscating every bit of alcohol in this place. He'll never move forward if he keeps drowning in the bottom of a bottleâ she replied to him. She knew she was tough on Dean and his drinking habits whilst grieving, but someone had to be. Sam, last she knew, had all but given up on trying to stop Dean being drunk so she felt it was her job to get him on the straight and narrow. Mika would have clipped upside the back of his head if she could see him constantly drunk. She followed Anna's eyes and saw what she glanced at and her heart sank. They hadn't even covered Mika's car up and she didn't know if it was a helpful thing to do or detrimental to Deanâs ability to move forward. She missed seeing the car out on the road though and even remembered when she childishly raced Mika on an empty road, only to be beaten by the woman. As she turned her head back towards the door, she could have sworn she saw Mika standing by her car, but she shook the thought from her mind, deciding she was just imagining things. âit's all because you miss herâ she thought to herself.
When the sounds of the heavy door began to echo from the other side, she knew Dean was opening it up for them. The moment his face came to view, she took in his appearance seeing that he seemed pretty well put together and very much sober. She let the other two get in first, seeing how cautiously Cason walked inside and she didn't blame him. She hoped that Dean prepped the place enough for Cason's sake or she would be gone in a flash. Nat looked apologetic toward Dean as he suddenly realized that it was Anna who was with them. She didn't want to bring Anna as she didn't want to make her or Sam uncomfortable but Cason not only convinced Anna, but convinced her that it was worth bringing her along. Watching Dean and Anna share a hug, Nat knew that both of them needed it and was glad that both were being so willing to hug each other. As they hugged, she waited for her turn to hug her brother. Over the years she had grown much closer to Dean, going her own way making a big difference to her relationship with him. Now she cherished the times she visited, even if it was rare because of the bunkerâs anti demon set up.
When Dean did get to talk to her, she smirked at his teasing, nodding at his guess at why she was looking better. âNope, not the food police. Just finally looking after myselfâ She replied, lying completely because a lot of it was because of Cason and making her gain much better eating habits. She couldn't even remember the last time she ate a greasy pizza because of Cason. Yet she was also sort of looking after herself more, having started to actually fit in a morning run whenever she could and kept up the fitness so she was capable of doing the hunts. After half joking, she hugged Dean tightly, âyou look good too, better than I thought you would. I've missed youâ she told him honestly, it dawning on her just how much she missed his face and hugs. After a moment, she pulled back and properly walked inside, looking down at the bunker below and spotting Sam and someone she didn't know. âHey Sam!â She greeted, deciding she was going to ask about the red haired woman after she saw her other brother. Carefully jogging down the stairs, she ran over to Sam, only giving him the tiniest of windows to put the mugs down and hug her back.
âHey Natâ he smiled, hugging her tightly after he snapped out of his frozen state from spotting Anna. âHow you doing kiddo?â He asked her, âI'm goodâ she replied, squeezing him as she hugged him. âAnd I'm sorry about Anna, it wasn't my ideaâ she whispered to him which made him hug her a bit tighter, âI figured it wouldn't be your ideaâ he whispered back before letting her go. Stepping back a bit, she then looked at Lexi, eyebrow raised in curiosity. âAnd you areâŚ.?â She asked, looking Lexi up and down. âHi, I'm Lexi, fellow hunter, friend of your brothersâ Lexi greeted, holding her free hand out to Natalia, who didn't reciprocate the gesture. âHuh..see they told you about me, but not the other way roundâ she replied, glancing between Sam and Dean. âBe nice Nat. Lexi is goodâ Sam told Natalia.
âHmmâŚanyway, what's this demon issue you wanted us over here for anyway?â She replied, looking between Sam and Dean, deciding to change the subject.
Dean's banging on his door and calling out to her made Lexi wake with a start. âHuh what?â She muttered to herself, looking around the room and remembering where she was. Sighing as her mind came back to reality, she ran a hand through her hair, trying to come to terms with the fact that once again, bringing the photos out the day before triggered a memory induced dream. âAt least it wasn't a nightmare this timeâŚâ she mumbled to herself, looking down where Dean was only to find he was gone and it was clearly him who banged on the door to wake her. Reaching over to where she left her phone the night before, she looked at the time and saw how late into the morning it was which made her swing her legs out of Dean's bed and get up. Dropping her phone on the bed beside her, she reached down to grab her clothing and underwear, getting dressed once more so she could at least leave the room with some dignity so she could make it to the bathroom.
Once dressed, phone in jeans pocket, she left his room and headed to the bathroom where she had a quick shower before heading to her room and getting dressed again. Heading down the corridor once suitably presentable, she found Dean heading up the stairs to let his sister into the bunker. âdamn, have they arrived already? I really did sleep inâ she thought to herself. If she was to meet this sister of his and her demon boyfriend, she needed to be more coherent, so she swiftly headed to the kitchen and got herself a coffee before making herself seen, seeing that Cason was already inside the bunker and being careful not to touch anything that could hurt him. âhuhâŚhe is not at all what I would have picturedâ she thought to herself even though she wasn't really certain what she would have pictured in the first place. Standing back, she waited for Dean to get everyone inside when she spotted a blonde hugging him and from where she was standing below, she didn't recognise it to be the same Anna who she saw in the photos.
She did see which of the girls were Natalia as she looked so much like her brothers, despite not having the same mother. There was no mistaking that Winchester defined jawline.
SAM
At the hammering of the door happening and Dean's call out, like he was some kind of drill sergeant to them all, Sam woke up with a groan of disapproval of being awake. He had slept so hard once he was happy that Anya was getting some sleep, that he didn't realize just how long they had been asleep for. Rolling partially away from Anya to reach his phone to check the time, he now understood why Dean was waking everyone up. It really was almost ten and Dean wasn't lying. Putting his phone back down, he looked over at Anya and brushed her hair out of his face, âtime to get upâ he cooed, before gently sliding away from her after having curled himself round her like an extra blanket in the night.
Sitting upright on the edge of his bed, he leaned down and grabbed his jeans, pulling them on then standing up and walking over to his drawer of clean shirts. Pulling out a basic t-shirt, he lifted it over his head and pulled it on before using his hands to brush his hair into some kind of decent state. Picking up his boots, he went back to the bed to sit on and pull them on before standing back up again.
âI'll see you out there, okay?â he told Anya before leaning forward and kissing the top of her head.
Out of his room, he went straight to the kitchen where he saw Lexi exiting it with her own coffee. She seemed a little mentally out of the bunker but he wasn't going to pry, as he went straight to the coffee machine and made himself and Anya a mug each. With a yawn and tucking a bit of his hair behind his ears, he made the drinks and headed out of the kitchen to where the others were and that was when he saw her. Anna. He froze on the spot, scared at what to do, did he run or did he act like everything was fine? This wasn't part of the deal, she wasn't meant to be here, why did they bring her? His mind raced through the day he left her with Duke and Esme, without so much as looking back. He wasn't sure he could do this, especially with what was brewing between him and Anya. Every part of him wanted to walk away and hide but he knew he couldn't.
Deciding to stay back, he wasn't going to acknowledge anything until he got personally greeted, but he was now worried how he was going to get through this with Anna and Anya in the bunker.
NATALIA
Cason's comment about betting on whether or not Dean was already drunk again made Natalia roll her eyes. âI'd like to hope not. If he is, I'm confiscating every bit of alcohol in this place. He'll never move forward if he keeps drowning in the bottom of a bottleâ she replied to him. She knew she was tough on Dean and his drinking habits whilst grieving, but someone had to be. Sam, last she knew, had all but given up on trying to stop Dean being drunk so she felt it was her job to get him on the straight and narrow. Mika would have clipped upside the back of his head if she could see him constantly drunk. She followed Anna's eyes and saw what she glanced at and her heart sank. They hadn't even covered Mika's car up and she didn't know if it was a helpful thing to do or detrimental to Deanâs ability to move forward. She missed seeing the car out on the road though and even remembered when she childishly raced Mika on an empty road, only to be beaten by the woman. As she turned her head back towards the door, she could have sworn she saw Mika standing by her car, but she shook the thought from her mind, deciding she was just imagining things. âit's all because you miss herâ she thought to herself.
When the sounds of the heavy door began to echo from the other side, she knew Dean was opening it up for them. The moment his face came to view, she took in his appearance seeing that he seemed pretty well put together and very much sober. She let the other two get in first, seeing how cautiously Cason walked inside and she didn't blame him. She hoped that Dean prepped the place enough for Cason's sake or she would be gone in a flash. Nat looked apologetic toward Dean as he suddenly realized that it was Anna who was with them. She didn't want to bring Anna as she didn't want to make her or Sam uncomfortable but Cason not only convinced Anna, but convinced her that it was worth bringing her along. Watching Dean and Anna share a hug, Nat knew that both of them needed it and was glad that both were being so willing to hug each other. As they hugged, she waited for her turn to hug her brother. Over the years she had grown much closer to Dean, going her own way making a big difference to her relationship with him. Now she cherished the times she visited, even if it was rare because of the bunkerâs anti demon set up.
When Dean did get to talk to her, she smirked at his teasing, nodding at his guess at why she was looking better. âNope, not the food police. Just finally looking after myselfâ She replied, lying completely because a lot of it was because of Cason and making her gain much better eating habits. She couldn't even remember the last time she ate a greasy pizza because of Cason. Yet she was also sort of looking after herself more, having started to actually fit in a morning run whenever she could and kept up the fitness so she was capable of doing the hunts. After half joking, she hugged Dean tightly, âyou look good too, better than I thought you would. I've missed youâ she told him honestly, it dawning on her just how much she missed his face and hugs. After a moment, she pulled back and properly walked inside, looking down at the bunker below and spotting Sam and someone she didn't know. âHey Sam!â She greeted, deciding she was going to ask about the red haired woman after she saw her other brother. Carefully jogging down the stairs, she ran over to Sam, only giving him the tiniest of windows to put the mugs down and hug her back.
âHey Natâ he smiled, hugging her tightly after he snapped out of his frozen state from spotting Anna. âHow you doing kiddo?â He asked her, âI'm goodâ she replied, squeezing him as she hugged him. âAnd I'm sorry about Anna, it wasn't my ideaâ she whispered to him which made him hug her a bit tighter, âI figured it wouldn't be your ideaâ he whispered back before letting her go. Stepping back a bit, she then looked at Lexi, eyebrow raised in curiosity. âAnd you areâŚ.?â She asked, looking Lexi up and down. âHi, I'm Lexi, fellow hunter, friend of your brothersâ Lexi greeted, holding her free hand out to Natalia, who didn't reciprocate the gesture. âHuh..see they told you about me, but not the other way roundâ she replied, glancing between Sam and Dean. âBe nice Nat. Lexi is goodâ Sam told Natalia.
âHmmâŚanyway, what's this demon issue you wanted us over here for anyway?â She replied, looking between Sam and Dean, deciding to change the subject.