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Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean smiled, glad that she agreed to everything, considering it was the center of a hunt. Things could go really badly for the people, here. But things would go even worse if they were involved and ended up killed on such a hunt. When she kissed his hand, he nodded, sitting up as she entered the bathroom.

He stepped over to their bags, and threw a few of his things into his own duffel, before packing up some of the weapons he had spread throughout the room, just in case. It wasn’t long after he zipped his duffel shut that Mika came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. He couldn’t help his eyes scanning her body as he tossed both his zipped bags in an empty chair and walked over to her.

As she spoke her thoughts out loud, he couldn’t help furrow his eyebrows, thinking about telling Bobby about not only the skin walker situation that now as falling into the poor man’s lap, but also the fact that he wanted to take Mika with him, when he left. It wasn’t a conversation that was necessarily going to go well, and would either end in Bobby hating him for the rest of his life, and locking Mika up like a princess in a tower, or it would end in Dean having a solid partner that wasn’t his dad.

“Of course I want you to go. I don’t see why you couldn’t, unless Bobby handcuffs you in the attic or something.”, he let a small smirk tug at his lips, before shaking his head, “But I won’t leave unless you come with me, not now. I would just be paranoid and want to get back to you every second of every day. That sort of distraction would probably hinder a few things, don’t ya think?”

He chuckled, stepping in front of her. He knelt to his knees, just in front of her own and placed his hands on her thighs, looking up at her eyes, “The question is: do you want to go with me?”

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Dean Winchester and Annabeth

Dean stood a bit straighter, letting his shoulders fall as he felt Mika’s hand over his. He looked down at her and softened his expression, feeling bad that he was losing his temper. He had fought really hard against the rage and the fire inside his chest that he had dealt with since going to Hell, but sometimes it just bubbled over the surface.

“I’m sorry…”, he muttered quietly to Mika, an apology for being so aggressive and making her flinch, something he never wanted to do, “I’m gonna go get dressed and then we can head out. We have work to do. Sammy. Get dressed.”

He pulled Mika’s hand up to his lips and gave her knuckles a kiss before stepping away from her to go get into his work clothes.

Annabeth nodded at Mika's offer for her to ride with her. She didn’t want to leave Sam, as she felt safe pretty much only when she was touching him. But she also knew that if Dean and Sam were going to fight the entire ride, it would be a pretty explosive and potentially dangerous situation. She didn’t understand how Dean drove so well, glaring at people in the car with him.

“I think that sounds like a good idea. You guys need some time…you can work on him.”, she leaned forward and whispered in Sam’s ear, before giving him a small kiss against the side of his neck, “I’ll just meet up with you, when we get there, and I’ll have my phone.”

Their connection was relatively strong, now that they fully recognized each other, and the connection had formed a bit of clinginess, at least on Anna’s side, as she feared losing him again, above all else.

Cason

Cason opened his mouth to speak, his eyebrows raised almost into his hairline as Natalia mentioned the seal they were working on being Samhain. THE Samhain. He shook his head, taking a beer from her, and then took a long drink, his eyes still a bit wide.

“Where do we even start, with a demon that powerful? Like…this is stuff that I don’t even have a lot of information about. I mean, I know the angels and demons are fighting. Why do you think I’m chilling here in the Bobby Singer resort and spa? I’m staying out of the mess.”, Cason explained, pointing his beer toward Bobby’s house, “But if they’re raising this dude, he’s got some serious power. The odds of us being able to actually stop it are pretty slim…”

He hated to be the Debbie Downer, but he also had to be realistic. The team consisted of two demon blood addicts, a wayward demon, a drunk, the drunks girlfriend, an empath, and a hard ass hunter he hadn’t felt out yet. Getting everyone on the same page would be nearly impossible.

“I guess if there was ever a day to die, at least it’s sunny outside!”, he said joyfully, stepping away from the Impala with his beer, and heading back inside.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean sighed in relief as Mika reacted the way he had hoped to the scratches on his chest. He normally wouldn’t just leave a hunt unfinished, but considering they were vastly out numbered, and had no idea what kind of animals some of these people turned into, this wasn’t a chance he was willing to take.

“We still don’t know if he’s going to come after us. They have to be good trackers.”, he muttered plainly when she mentioned Nick and the others. He had to smirk a bit at how protective she was over him, as he leaned into her hand, turning his head to kiss her palm, “We’ll let Bobby know, and maybe he has a crew that has more experience with these guys than we do. This is our first hunt with this type of thing, and we’re already being overrun…”

He shook his head as she asked if he needed more patching up. The scratches were relatively shallow, although they bled. He didn’t feel the need to have an itchy bandage covering his chest if it wasn’t necessary, “No. I should be fine. It's literally just a scratch and a banged up lip, nothing I’ve never dealt with.”

Leaning in, he placed a soft kiss to her lips, brushing her hair back behind her ear as he did so, and then pulled back, “Get some coffee and a shower, and we’ll head out. I hate this. But I want you safe, especially when your face looks like you came out of a boxing match on top.”

He chuckled and ran his thumb across her cheek.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

As morning broke and Dean noticed a groan from Mika as she woke up, he glanced down at her, having made a decision for them both before she ever had a chance to talk it over with him. They were leaving, and they weren’t going to fight the town of skinwalkers. He scooted himself down the headboard and turned onto his side as she rolled over.

“Hey…it’s like seven in the morning.”, he said softly, pulling her close to his side. As his arm wrapped around her body, he ran his fingers up and down her arm, almost holding his breath hoping that she wouldn’t throw an arm over his chest, “But I think we should get out of here, after we get good an awake.”

Dean thought about it for a few moments, trying to decide what to tell Mika. He finally settled, “I went out for some air, while you were sleeping and um…turns out that no one in town wants us here. It might be a better idea for us to just…head back to Bobby’s. They made the message pretty painfully clear.”

He pulled his shirt up carefully, the fabric sticking to the claw prints it covered. He bit his lip and raised his eyebrows at her, as if asking permission to leave town, “They said this was just the beginning.”

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Dean Winchester

Dean rolled his eyes at Castiel’s long winded response to Bobby’s words and his own. But as the words washed over him, he narrowed his eyes, realizing that Castiel was literally telling him that the entirety of the situation they were fighting was because he was resurrected. The self hatred that Dean fought with every day began to bubble up, and the fear that he was better off dead took over as he swallowed and stared at Castiel’s face as he continued.

Dean frowned a bit deeper as Castiel explained that the angels would obliterate the town they were headed to, if they failed to save the seal, “Now hold on a second…”.

It was power they had never dealt with before, and a concept that Dean couldn’t sit back and let happen. They had to stop this seal, no matter what it took, or thousands of people were going to die.

He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, but when he opened them, Castiel was gone, “Don’t give me time to respond, you dick!”

Dean screamed the words up at the ceiling, slamming a fist on the table in front of him. He glanced around the room at everyone, trying to keep his cool, but he was terrified. Now, the angels were giving them make or break tasks, and it was something that he couldn’t fathom without stress.

“Well, I guess we had better try, right?”, he turned his eyes to Mika and shrugged. He shot a glance toward his brother, momentarily remembering that Castiel had said something about Annabeth's demon blood activities, "And on the way, me and Sammy are going to have a conversation..."

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean leaned against the door after shutting it, and took a deep breath, before turning to see Mika in a different place from where he had left her. Hopefully, she hadn’t woke up. He pulled his flannel off, and quickly whisked his t-shirt over his head to get a better look at the scratches on his chest. They were bleeding, and had dripped a bit down his chest, but they were nothing special that were particularly concerning.

He stepped into the bathroom, wetting down a wash cloth and began dabbing at the scrapes, to get them to stop bleeding and also wash some of the blood from his chest as he glanced at his lip in the mirror. His lip was a bit more torn up than his chest, almost as if he had been punched.

He shuddered at the thought of what Mika would have done if she had seen the situation outside, and the way the woman manhandled Dean. But he could see why they sent her. She was sexy, which he wasn’t known to turn down in the past, and she was obviously very very good with her hands…and claws.

Tossing the wash cloth in the sink, Dean turned from the bathroom and exited shirtless, walking over to his bag to get a shirt. He hoped that Mika wouldn’t stir with all the noise, but he also knew she wasn’t the heaviest sleeper in the universe. Grabbing a t-shirt, Dean crawled up onto the bed and turned at the headboard to sit flat against it, so he could think. While he stared into space, thinking, he pulled his t-shirt over his head, glad for once that most of his shirts were black.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Dean Winchester and Bobby Singer

Dean smirked but rolled his eyes at Castiel’s response to being handed a beer, “Yeah. And you’re welcome.”, he responded watching as the angel drank the entire beer at once. He raised his eyebrows and shot a glance at Bobby, who shrugged his shoulders, his eyebrows also raised.

Dean simply nodded and picked up the empty beer bottle while scoffing, “yeah. We require lots of food, and drink to survive. I’m assuming you don’t.”

Bobby turned his eyes back to Castiel as his name was uttered, and watched his face, “Well doesn’t that just sound like a fun time at the beach? I guess I’ll start doing some research on this guy, and you guys can start with the grunt work. You’ll probably need your suits.”

Dean nodded, turning toward Mika as she chimed in, “We’ll be fine. This should be simple, if we’re just stopping something. It hasn’t happened yet. So, we’re not fighting a big bad. Easy in and out, right?”

Bobby cleared his throat and glared at Dean momentarily, before stepping away from the group to go back to his desk, “Pack up and get ready to head out. I’ll grab a fresh card for gas money.”

Annabeth and Cason

Anna was honestly terrified that Dean was going to want to kill her after he found out what she could do on demon blood, or even worse, that she turned into essentially a demon predator. She glanced down at Sam’s hand on her knee. She smiled weakly, knowing that if Dean wanted to get to her, he definitely could, whether Sam liked it or not. It was one of the reasons she had mostly kept her distance from him, until this morning.

“Well. Good luck with that.”, she muttered against his ear, leaning up closer to his back, “And whatever this is that we’re about to do sounds like it might be a demon thing if it has to do with Lilith, or Alastair. You don’t think…our powers…”

She whispered the words with her eyebrows raised, a little more than nervous about the hunt in general, or what she was capable of if she was stressed enough. They hadn’t had the chance to find out.

As Cason watched Natalia and Esme leave the house, he straightened a bit, narrowing his eyes at them, but nodding at Nat as she passed.

“Wait. We’re talking about stopping seals from breaking? That’s like trying to find a needle in a haystack, in the middle of a hurricane. No one actually knows where they are…”, Cason spoke up, but quickly tilted his head to the side and pointed, “Unless the angel told you where they are…”

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean watched as Mika actually didn’t argue with him. He was half worried she was concussed, just at that alone. He reached a hand out to gently touch her waist as she walked over and kissed him, kissing her back carefully. When she was injured in any way, even just a knock to the head, he was extremely careful with his hands, as he didn’t want to see her wince, because of him. It killed him.

He took another long drink of whiskey and watched her walk to the bed, stripping on her way down, which made him smile. She was even getting out of her clothes, like he would normally suggest. She was learning. The thought made him chuckle, almost choking on his drink as he watched her lay down and close her eyes. Scooting his chair back, he stood and walked over to the bed, before sitting down on the edge and swinging his legs up to sit against the headboard. He sat the whiskey on the bedside table.

He couldn’t help himself. He pulled her sleeping head onto his lap, and brushed her hair back from her face, getting comfy against the headboard. At some point, the mixture of whiskey and relaxation from stress had caused him to fall asleep. He awoke to a loud scraping sound on the door, his eyes shooting open instantly as he carefully scooted from under Mika’s head, and onto his feet. He reached over the table, and grabbed his pistol, checking it for ammo and then approaching the door.

As he cracked the door open, he looked ahead, but quickly lowered his eyes to see a beautiful Serval cat staring up at him, a pink collar wrapped around her neck. She transformed, just as his eyes landed on her collar, and stood in front of him, a tall and well made up woman, with a collar around her neck, mostly naked.

“Um…what-I um…what do you want?”, Dean stammered, his brain taking its time to come to the conclusion that she was another skinwalker.

“Don’t worry. I’m not here to kill you. I’m here to give you a message.”, she scoffed, pulling him out of the room and onto the sidewalk, before pressing him against the wall, her hips rolling against his. Wincing, he turned his head to the side as she leaned in and sniffed up his jaw, “Leave town, and no one else has to die. Stay…and I’m allowed to eat you up. And in case you think I’m bluffing.”

She raked a hand up under his shirts, spreading her fingers over his abs as he groaned, doing his best to keep his face away from hers. She raked her nails down his stomach, leaving shallow but bloody claw prints as she went. Dean groaned a bit louder, as she purred against his chin.

“Am I clear?”, she asked, leaving her claws dug into his skin, as she stared up at his eyes, her teeth biting down gently against his chin.

“Um…y-yeah. Yep. But you guys are eating people.”, Dean stammered out, trying to catch his breath.

“And that’s never bothered anyone until Nick went off the rails. Pretend you just…never heard about him, alright? He’s being handled. Now, get your sleep…or have your fun, and then get out of here. I don’t want to ruin such a perfect body.”, she removed her claws from his abs, leaning up to bite his bottom lip between her teeth. She pulled her head back, releasing it roughly, before transforming back into her Serval form, and prancing away.

Dean let the breath he was holding out, shaking his entire body as he clutched his gun tightly and stepped away from the wall. He could feel the light coppery taste in his mouth from his lip, and frowned. He had never been scared away from a hunt before, but for some reason, he didn’t feel like this was just a small group of skin walkers. This was a whole town…

Stepping back into the room, he tried his hardest to shut the door as quietly as possible, to not wake Mika up, just yet. She was not going to be happy about the new plans.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean took a large bite of his food, and smiled as Mika confirmed that both of them being on their feet and alive was enough of a good outcome. That’s all he wanted from these hunts with her, to go home with her. He didn’t want them to end up like seemingly every hunt they had been on together, before. But then again, he was a lot more clingy than before.

He watched her stand and walk over to her bag, frowning as she pulled out the pain killers. If she was taking pills, she was in enough pain that he didn’t really want to put her through anything else, “Why don’t you tuck in for a while? I can stay up, and watch for Travers, in case he manages to track us back here…”

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows, and pulled the bottle of whiskey from his duffel he had laid beside his chair. He sat the bottle on the top of the table with a bit of a ‘thud’ and unscrewed the top, “I’ll have my drink. You can get some rest, and we’ll assess our situation…before I call Travers and see what he’s planning.”

He took a long drink from the bottle of whiskey, and made a face, before winking at Mika. It was a subtle way to tell her that she needs to loosen up, and relax. Get out of her work clothes and lie down - was more like it.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean stopped eating for a moment when she brushed off the inevitable black eye and the headache she was already dealing with. The thought of her being injured in any way while he could sit in front of her completely fine made him want to nuke the planet. Sure, he was possessive. But he was also protective, and his protective mode was on high alert now, as he took a bite.

“Well. I’m here. And they’re not going to touch you again. They gotta go through me, this time…cowards.”, he grumbled as he took another bite and stared across at her. He was honestly not satisfied with only shooting her captor once, as he had taken her to get Dean there, in hopes of killing two hunters. Luckily for them, Dean was pretty good on his toes when he was upset.

He scoffed, though at her words, knowing that she was in pain, but she felt safe with him. It was all he wanted. It was honestly the only thing he cared about, and it had always been that way. There were times when he was with his dad that he worried about whether Bobby could protect her like he could. Sure, Bobby was a competent hunter, but he wasn’t ruthless, like Dean could be.

Dean smirked, “Well, I guess I am the white knight this time, for once. And you didn’t get eaten by a giant dog. So, do we win this one? Regardless of outcome?”