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Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Dean Winchester

Dean watched her face, as he held it in his hands, running his thumbs across her cheeks a few more times to make sure all the tears had dried up. Thankful they had, he let his shoulders drop with relief that she was back with him, and in her right mind, even if her words hurt his heart.

“Listen to me…”, he whispered, leaning in and placing a small kiss against her lips, “I’m working through all of this. But in the meantime…I need you to know, that I’m not going anywhere. I left, sure. There was a lot of baggage when I left, that neither of us were able to deal with.”

He stopped and brushed her hair back from her face a bit, “But I was unfortunately the brave one of us, that day. And I walked away. I’m not going anywhere. You’re not going anywhere, if I can help it. That connection…that level of trust I put in someone else is something I can’t do, anymore, but I’m not going to lie to you anymore, and say that me and Esme didn’t have that…”

He scanned her eyes, “I love you. Okay? I do. I don’t say it enough. I know. I’m not the greatest at all the relationship stuff.”

Annabeth

Anna listened to everything that Natalia said, her eyes widening and turning to Cason, “You did what?!”

She took a deep breath, letting it out in a sigh and shook her head, “So, we figure out where to go from here, hotel wise. I um…I know I’m not part of the family, but I can bunk with whoever might take me…”

Cason chimed in at that point, shaking his head, “No. If there’s even a chance that Alastair is out there, or that the angels are sitting around waiting for you, you have to stay somewhere where we can keep an eye on you. A situation like what happened to send you to the vault will force someone’s hand…most likely mine or Dean’s.”

Anna flinched, shocked to hear Cason admit that he would be willing to kill her. He had changed, since they broke up for sure. Cason was reading her like a book, as if he had a secret he wanted to tell about her. But he crossed his arms and shifted to another foot.

Cason turned to Esme, “We can go to a motel. I can protect you. We can bring the dogs, and anyone who wants to come is welcome to…”

Supernatural - After The End

Castiel and Dean Winchester

Dean gestured toward Esme as she asked the question he was just about to ask to Castiel, which caused him to throw his hands up in exasperation, “No…well, YES! You were the least likely to end up dead, considering she’s still a little angry about almost being killed fresh out of the womb, by your ignorance, Dean.”

Dean flinched at his words, but felt Esme’s hand tighten on his and turned to look at their hands, glancing up to her face as he rubbed his thumb along hers, gently, “I’m going to apologize for that, alright? I’m not sure she is going to be much else but a problem for us, and a distraction…but she’s dangerous. I would feel better about keeping a dangerous weapon in a place where we can see it.”

“She’s mostly human, Dean…”, Castiel muttered through his clenched teeth. Dean shook his head.

“No. Nope. You’re not going to convince me that this girl, who almost KILLED me and my brother is human. You’re not doing that, this time, Cas. I’ll do my best to be nice to her, until the time comes when we have to make some decisions…and if you don’t have the balls to take care of it…I will.”, Dean glared at Cas with a face that said he was dead serious and Castiel huffed, turning and walking into the kitchen, his trench coat floating at his fast pace, “Cas. Cas don’t walk away from me!”

But Castiel kept his pace, stepping around the corner, causing Dean to sigh.

“I’m sorry about that. He has some sort of attachment to her, because of her mother…and now he thinks I’m Satan for wanting to make sure she doesn’t hurt anyone…”, he explained to Esme, looking down at the floor.

Madison

Madison sighed happily at the comforting gesture of Sam rubbing her back as she hugged him. So far, humans, outside of Sam and Esme hadn’t been the kindest to her, and she didn’t even know if this gesture was normal. But it was nice, and she felt safe, something new. As the voices rang out from outside the room, Madison recognized Dean’s voice, and then Esme’s.

She pulled away from Sam’s hug, and nodded, glancing toward the door nervously, “I want to, but I’m a little scared of Dean. He doesn’t seem happy, and I don’t want to make him mad at me. Castiel told me he can’t kill me…but I like not hurting.”

She said the words innocently, not knowing how much worse she could be injured, with her apparent healing powers. She was worried Dean had some way to permanently injure her, or cause her so much pain…worse than an angel blade.

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Dean nodded his head at the fact that the coroner was being less than thorough with them, but quickly laughed when she mentioned his stomach complaining for a change, “But you exist on rabbit food and light beer. Of course you’re never hungry…”

As they exited the room and walked to the coroner’s office, Dean adjusted his face back to the stoic and intimidating young agent. He leaned his head back, watching the coroner over his the ridge of his nose as Mika gave him the orders, and pulled his own wallet out.

He flipped through the mass of business cards within his wallet, and finally pulled the one with his current alias, handing it to the coroner with two fingers, his face unflinching. He then gave a simple nod to the man, and turned to follow Mika as she left the room.

He leaned in close to her ear with a smirk, “I kinda like playing the guard dog…It makes me feel like one of those sexy renegades from those cop shows. Warm and fuzzies…”

He gave a small laugh, reaching forward to open a corridor door for her, as they entered the reception area. He leaned down again, placing his hand gently against her lower back, “And you’re a good boss…”

Opening the front door for her, he waited for her to step through, before following her outside, taking a breath of fresh air.

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Dean nodded his head at her hoping it wasn’t going to be a long hunt. He could agree. The last thing he wanted was to be on a long and drawn out mission, without Bobby or his dad with them. Usually, he ended up in way over his head on longer hunts, the more tired he got. He picked up one of the evidence bags that the coroner had laid out on the tray, just in case.

He held it up to Mika between two of his fingers, before dropping it back on the tray, “I think it’s definitely animal. He left these out for evidence, which means either they aren’t sure, or they suspected some pretty harsh murder evidence to come out of it.”

“I’ll grab the photos…”, Dean muttered, pulling his digital camera from his back pocket. He pulled his glove off, and flipped the file open, snapping quick photos of each page. Though, the idea of lunch definitely sounded amazing, as his stomach rumbled loudly.

“I’m definitely down for lunch. My body is screaming for a burger…”, he quipped as she finished her notes and he tucked his camera back into his pocket. He smiled widely at her, almost leaning in for a kiss, before straightening his jacket and shoving his hands in his pockets, “Miss Jett, after you…”

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Dean mulled over in his head the thought of a skin walker moving around outside of New Mexico. They tended to be very loyal to their hunting grounds, but considering they were human, at some point in their day, it wouldn’t be that big of a stretch that a young skin walker would be willing to leave, and run off on their own. He also thought back to the Wendigo that killed Mika’s parents and he swallowed hard.

“After we figure out what kind of animal it is, we can head to a gun store. I’m sure they have some big firepower…and we’re definitely going to need it, if my gut is correct.”, he chimed in, knowing that the grunt work was easier for him to do, than the people work, “And as far as I remember, skin walkers are basically just werewolves that can change into other things at will…so silver and a little patience, and we’re clear in this.”

Dean stepped closer to Mika. He was feeling confident but also nervous, like she was. If this was a skin walker of a larger or faster animal, it could smell trouble. If it wasn’t a skin walker, they could be stuck hanging around for a few days at the least, which meant more chance for trouble, and more chance for one of them to do something stupid.

“I’m sure he knows someone over at the crime lab. We could have him send the hair over there, run it through a few databases, and give them our cards?”, he suggested in a question, leaning down to catch her eyes.

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Dean spread the wound a bit, seeing the hair that Mika was seeing, but not quite making out what it was, until she pulled it out with the tweezers. He leaned in close to her head as she held the hair up to the light, and he shook his head, “I don’t know.”

He walked over to where she had laid the file, and picked it up, flipping through it as she theorized. He narrowed his eyes, looking at how incomplete the file was, and thought about werewolves and their MO if they weren’t cutting hearts. Usually, fights between packs could end in a throat being ripped out, but from what he had seen in his time dealing with them, they were typically at a half stage, and so the bite would be mostly human.

“A skin walker? I thought those only existed down in New Mexico…”, he muttered, flipping the file shut, and laying it back on the tray he got it from, “If it’s a skin walker, it will be hard to suss out. I mean, it can be anything. Any animal. And we’re talking about something big. Do we even have a gun that big?”

Dean was almost paranoid it was a werewolf pack, even though he knew better. But the idea that a bear or a tiger was roaming around eating on people’s necks wasn’t much better of an option, in his mind.

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Dean walked through the morgue, still close to Mika’s back and gulped a bit when he saw the bodies. He didn’t have a weak stomach typically, but there was something about throat wounds that just made him queasy. He snarled his nose, and cleared his throat to hide his discomfort, before leaning over one of the bodies, his hands in his pockets, staring at the deep bite wounds in the neck.

“Looks like a Tiger or a Lion…”, he muttered absent mindedly along with the doctor, while Mika flipped through the file, “There’s not a zoo here. So, maybe someone has some illegal animals locked up somewhere and one got loose…”

He shrugged his shoulders, his eyebrows raised as he peered over at Mika, who was already picking up gloves and a scalpel. He watched her intently, until she summoned him. Quickly walking over to the body, he leaned down peering into the wound as she separated it with the scalpel.

Looking up at Mika with a quizzical look, he shrugged his shoulders, “Bears maybe? I swear it looks like they were chewed up by something big, but it doesn’t look brutal enough for a dog bite…”

Dean pulled a glove from the box, only putting the one over his right hand, and spread his fingers the width of the wound, to show how wide the bite had to be, “I mean, this thing had some chompers…”

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Annabeth

Anna stood from the bed almost as soon as Sam left, walking up to the vault to listen to what was happening in the rest of the house. When she heard Sam’s large and heavy footsteps walking up the house stairs, she sighed. She had promised him she wouldn’t leave the vault. But she really wanted to know what was going on upstairs…and after hearing the blast from what sounded like the same thing as back at the hotel, her heart skipped a beat and she slipped through the gap in the door and up the stairs.

Coming face to face with Natalia, Anna stopped in her tracks, “Oh um…Hi…um…Please don’t yell for Sam. I just needed to breathe…”

Cason flinched, backing up from Anna. He pulled the knife he had been holding, and held it out to her with his bloody hand up in front of her face. Bobby shot up from his desk at the same moment, pulling his pistol from its holster and holding it at his side, hammer pulled. She took a deep breath, smelling Cason’s blood and fighting the urge to attack him. When she exhaled, she was fine, no white eyes, no intense thirst, “Cason…I’m not going to hurt you. I’ve been down in that stupid basement for hours. After Sam came down to talk to me…I’m fine.”

She dropped her shaking hand at her side, and quickly shoved it into the pocket of her shorts, “What happened up here?”

“What didn’t happen up here…”, Bobby muttered, putting the hammer back down and tossing the pistol on his desk, once he realized she wouldn’t be much of a threat they couldn’t handle.

Dean Winchester

“Shhh…I don’t hate you. I’ve never hated you, sweetheart…”, Dean cooed to Mika, rocking her as he held her. He pulled her further onto his lap, moving her legs to straddle his hips so he could look at her face better. He pulled his hands up to her face, brushing her hair away gently and looked into her eyes as best he could, through her guilt.

“Look at me. I’m right here. I saw red, and for that…I’m sorry, alright?”, he cooed, following her eyes around with his own, his nose high in the air to let her know that he was just there to try and smooth things over, “You um…you need to hear some things, and they are things you’re probably not going to like, but they need to be said. Tonight proved that to me more than anything.”

He paused, wiping her tears away with both his thumbs as he held her face, leaning forward to kiss her nose, “Just listen…”

Dean proceeded to explain to Mika slowly how Esme had found him, drunk and suicidal, fighting at a bar. She brought him home for what he had assumed was a hookup, and he begged her to kill him then, or at least help him along. When she refused, and after he sobered up, they talked. She calmed him, presumably with her powers that he didn’t know she had at the time. She was his comfort, and he loved her. He was honest with Mika about the fact that they had no closure, and he had kissed Esme willingly at the bar, and that a small part of him still loved her.

“But you need to know…that I have never, and will never put another person above you. I did, for a while, because I had to…for my sanity. But we’re here, now. Not there.”, he finished, taking a deep and shuddered breath as he rubbed her cheeks.

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Dean watched her face as they stepped into the elevator, his eyes scanning from her eyes to her lips as she told him he was hot. He wanted to just reach out and grab her, being in such tight quarters. But as her eyes raised to the security cameras, his followed, “Gotta keep it professional, Ms. Jett…at least until we get out of here…”

He finished his words just as the doors opened, and he dropped his face back to a brooding glare as they walked up to the office door. He stuck by her side protectively and never moved his face as he pulled his badge, handing it over Mika’s shoulder. As soon as the man commented on their ages, he knew that Mika would chime in, but when she delivered her lines without a single miss, he absentmindedly raised his eyebrows and then stared down at her proudly, breaking his cover a bit.

Dean took his ID back, and smirked, “What the hell was that?”, he asked into her ear as they followed the coroner, incredibly impressed by her.
“I’m a decent actor…but wow…”, he chuckled, his hand coming down to her lower back, before he realized he was supposed to act perpetually angry and protective. He pulled his hand back to shove it in his pocket and wiped the smirk off his face.

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Dean walked with Mika up the path, and through the doors of the Hospital. He followed Mika’s direction, letting her take control to keep up appearances. He was the guard dog cop, and he had to act like it, as he ‘protected’ his partner. Stepping close to her side, he resisted the urge to place a hand on his back as they stepped up to the reception desk and he pulled his FBI badge, flipping it open to the receptionist.

He narrowed his eyes, tempted to say something smart about the comment on age. It was a touchy subject, always being disrespected because of his age, but Mika handled it like a champ, causing him to smile proudly toward her, his face trailing down her body as she stepped back from the desk.

“I told you they would think I look like a baby. I’m supposed to be your bad cop…but they’re more scared of you, than me…”, he muttered, near her ear as they waited for the elevator, “But you do look like a powerhouse, in that suit. I’m just saying.”

He breathed the words against her neck, resisting the urge to kiss her ear as the elevator arrived and they stepped inside.