Esme Stirling
Once Esme saw Natalia and the other two, she got into her car and shut the door. Put the key into the ignition and gave the key a turn, and her car roared to life. She set up her navigation system just in case they were to get separated on the way there. She kept the inside immaculate. She couldn’t let herself leave things lying around on the seats or on the floor. Plus, she could hear her parents' voices in her head if she did. Once she had everything set, she looked up to see that Natalia was ready to go.
She put her car in reverse and backed out of the parking spot, then into drive once out of the spot. She gave the signal she was ready to go, then followed Natalia out of the parking lot. Once on the road, she turned on the radio and jammed out to some tunes, all the while saying close behind Natalia. On the way there, she thought about just how this reunion between her and Dean would go. Would it be a good one, would he even remember her after all this time? She could feel her nerves bottling up within her, which she tried to keep from getting to her too much.
It was an odd feeling for her, since she had never had a severe case of nervousness get to her. She could only hope that this whole reunion would turn out well for the both of them and any that were around. When Natalia sped up, Esme did the same. It was easy to see that Natalia wanted to get there as soon as she could. She herself felt the same way, but probably for different reasons than Natalia. The entire way there, she kept herself entertained with music and singing along to the songs she knew, which were most of them.
Once they pulled into the parking lot of the hotel, she gave a heavy sigh, then pulled into a spot next to Natalia’s car. She killed the engine and stepped out of her car, stuffing her keys into her jacket pocket. She even made sure she had her gun on her, just in case she needed it. She waited on the others to exit Natalia’s car so they could head inside. Her plan was to hang back a bit when they reached Sam’s room, just kind of hang by the door till all the Winchesters had a chance to catch up.