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Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean climbed up onto the bed, hovering over Mika. He reached behind his neck, as his tongue parted her lips and pulled at his shirt. Pulling from her lips momentarily, he pulled his shirt off, and tossed it to the side. He raked his hands down from her face and up from her thigh to take both sides of her newly pulled on vest, and pull it up over her head with a swift motion and a smile.

“I’ve wanted to kiss you since we left the house.”, he murmured with a smile against her lips, before crushing her lips with his again, his entire body rolling against her as he wiggled one of his knees between her legs to hold himself a bit better. He kissed down her chin, across her jaw, and began placing small bites and kisses to her throat, his breathing hot against her skin.

He knew the little bites and kisses against the sensitive skin of her neck always drove her crazy, and if he could help even a little with loosening her up, after this hunt, he would kiss up and down her neck all day. But the odds of her letting him stop there were low. He growled against her neck and bit down a bit harder, taking both her hands and placing them against the waistband of his jeans, giving her as much control as she wanted.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean scanned Mika’s eyes as she confirmed that she still wanted to come with him. He couldn’t help the excited smirk that came up on his lips, and his hand tightened against her right thigh. She spoke the same words that he was thinking in his brain. There was no way in hell that he was leaving her behind, anywhere. Now that he had her, and could kiss her and touch her as much as he wanted…as well as having her fierce overprotection matching his, he wouldn’t be able to leave her behind if he tried.

Glancing down at her hands coming down to rest on top of his, he bit his lip and smirked a bit wider, “We’re better together…”

He repeated her words to her, before kissing her back, bringing one of his hands up to cup her jaw as he sighed through his nose. He had wanted to kiss her properly since they had arrived in town, seeing her in her cute little FBI get up and having to force himself to pretend she was his boss. He was going to take advantage of this moment, while he had it.

Dean kissed her a bit deeper, brushing her hair back with his hand and then after a few lingering moments, he pulled back from the kiss and gave her a sweet smile against her lips, “I love you…”

He kissed her again, pulling himself closer to her body to further take advantage of the free moment. The hunt was over, but the stress of the day was just beginning, and he was in no hurry (other than the monster threat on their timeline) to leave this room.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Dean Winchester

Dean walked upstairs, digging in his side of the closet for a suit to take with them on the road. He walked back over to the bed and threw the suit bag down, before picking his duffel off the floor, and unzipping it to find a t-shirt. As he stood there, he closed his eyes and leaned his head down toward his chest, taking a deep breath.

He hadn’t had time to really process being alive, much less that he was the number one fighter in the angel arsenal. Every time another scenario popped up that involved angels and demons, his heart sank a bit lower. Being alive was beginning to feel more like a punishment than salvation.

Dean opened his eyes, stepping back from the bed to scan the room and calm down. His eyes fell on the back of Mika’s vanity chair and he smirked, seeing her jeans there. Being able to touch little things that belonged to her, and that seemed mundane grounded him. He picked up the jeans, and laid them out on the bed beside his shirt. Dipping into her set of drawers, he pulled one of her plain t-shirts, and threw it onto the bed by her jeans.

He then picked up his own t-shirt and threw it over his head, popping his arms through and then glanced down at his bloody jeans that he was still wearing from the night before. Unbuttoning them, he shoved them down his legs as he heard Mika coming toward the room and smirked.

Annabeth and Cason

Anna climbed down from the counter as Sam stepped away from her, with a sigh. She glanced down at her clothes and smirked, deciding to just stay like she was for the day. As Mika left to go get dressed as well, Anna simply picked at her nails and leaned against the counter, waiting patiently for Sam to return.

She didn’t like the idea of being anywhere away from him, as the group didn’t know much about her, other than she was sort of like Sam, and that she was powerful. She still wasn’t convinced that Dean didn’t want to kill her, but she also didn’t think Mika did. So, at least she would be with someone that didn't look at her like a monster.
As Natalia approached the fridge Anna looked down at her and nodded, “Yeah. Dean went up first. So, I figure he’s preparing himself for a fight with Sam, considering they’re riding alone.”

She sighed and crossed her arms, glancing over at Esme. She couldn’t help noticing that Esme seemed a bit stressed, like she was fighting with something in her mind. Even as Cason stepped through the door, and stared a hole into Anna’s head, she didn’t turn her eyes from Esme. She wondered if the powers Esme had used to help her, were also what caused Esme herself so much pain. The thought caused Anna to frown, her hands heating up a bit in need to help.

“So, what are the car pairings?”, Cason’s voice broke through the silence, causing Anna to flinch.

“I’m riding with Mika and Sam and Dean are together. I don’t know beyond that. What have you guys decided?”, Anna asked, glancing down at Natalia.

“I’m riding with Esme!”, Cason chirped, causing Anna to roll her eyes and sigh with a smirk at Natalia. She raised her eyes to Sam, as he came back from the basement and stepped away from the counter to walk over to him as Cason followed her with his eyes.

Supernatural - After The End

Dean Winchester

Dean turned his eyes from Madison to Esme, noticing that she was no longer smiling. She honestly seemed upset. He almost gave her an incredulous stare, his mind completely boggled by her sudden mood shift, until he realized that she acted this way the last time he had narrowed his eyes at one of her jokes. As she turned her gaze to the table and closed her eyes, he furrowed his brow, his stomach knotting with guilt that he had possibly upset her with his words or his facial expressions. After so much time apart, he wasn’t even sure what upset her, anymore. He wanted to know. He never wanted to see this look on her face again.

He watched as her face changed, but the bother stayed, and his eyes never moved. He couldn’t concentrate on anything other than the fact that he had possibly upset her greatly. He followed her with his eyes, as she stepped into the kitchen, and then he glanced at Sam. When she came out of the kitchen and wrote a note for Madison, Dean tapped his fingers on the top of the table.

A little hope sparked in his chest as Esme stepped around behind him, as she walked toward the door, and her fingertips brushed his shoulders.

“Esme wait…”, he called out to her quietly, but she was already out the door. Turning his eyes back to Sam, he let out a loud sigh, bringing his hand into a fist and knocking on the wood of the table, “Well damn. Did you see me mess up back there? I messed up. And all it took was me forgetting how gentle I have to joke with her.”

He leaned his head back exasperated as Madison gave him a confused look. Brushing his hand down his face, he groaned, “She’s not coming back. She’s not coming back and it’s my fault.”

Madison

Madison smiled blissfully at Sam and nodded her head as she chewed, “Well I definitely want to enjoy it. This is really…good. I love it.”

She didn’t notice Esme leaving the room, as she became concerned with their food situation. She was too wrapped up in the burrito in her hands. However, she glanced up and noticed that Esme wasn’t sitting near her, her head perked up.

Madison took another bite of her food as Esme came back from the kitchen and she looked down at the piece of paper, confused. As Esme mentioned the boys helping her with using a phone, she glanced up at Sam, nervously and then turned her eyes back to Esme’s as she pulled away from her to step around Dean.

“She’s leaving?”, she asked Sam, as he called out to Esme, but it was Dean’s words, as he made the mistake of mentioning that Esme might not come back that hit Madison deep in her stomach, and caused panic to rise, “She’s not coming back?! Why?!”

Her eyes glowed a gentle amber, not quite out of control but afraid as she turned her eyes from Dean back to Sam, her breathing quickening.

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.