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Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme continued to look at their hands as she waited for his answer. All this was far too familiar, and it was making things all the harder on her, especially when she could feel his emotions. When he wiped away her tears one by one, she looked up at him and watched his face. Her eyes lightly closed when he leaned in, placed his hand on the back of her neck, and pressed his lips against her forehead and gave a shuddered sigh. At his words, she opened her eyes as he pulled back to look into her eyes. As he gazed into her eyes, she gazed into his eyes and read the look he was giving her.

She could see the message he was trying to convey to her. Her gaze softened, showing that she understood his message. When his eyes sank into a pleading look, she had to drop her gaze back to their hands as his hand dropped, going along her collarbone, down her arm and to her hand. His words hit her like a kick in the gut and a knife in the heart, and it caused her to close her eyes briefly as more emotions swept over her and she could only nod that she would stay and not run. At his excuse, she gave a sad smile, as she knew the excuse well. After all this time, he still worked out his emotions in the way she had shown him.

This time, he needed his space to work things out. At Cason’s sudden appearance and words, she tensed up and gave a jump, but she didn’t look over at him. She kept her gaze on Dean. At Dean’s words, she nodded. “Alright. I’ll see you there.” she whispered back. She let her hands drop to her sides when he let them go and watched him walk away to the garage. She turned and looked at her car. The thought of leaving was still on her mind, but she didn’t walk towards it. She had told Dean she’d stay and she couldn’t go back on that. Esme looked away from her car and looked out over the junkyard, catching Cason still on the porch out of the corner of her eye.

She didn’t want to be around anyone at the moment. She needed to be alone for a little while, and she hoped Cason would allow her some time to herself. She then walked to her car and sat on the hood. She dared not get inside it for fear of fighting the action to leave again. She then pushed herself further up on the hood and laid across it and closed her eyes. She breathed in the cool air slowly. After a moment, she heard faint music playing in the distance. Whatever was affecting everyone had struck again. She placed her hands on her face, breathed deeply, and tried to block it all out. “What the hell is going on with this day?” she whispered into her hands.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme gasped as Dean grabbed her hands and pulled her back to him. Her heart pounded in her chest at the closeness and as she looked up into his face. She couldn’t understand what had gotten into him. He was with Mika and here he was acting like he used to when they were together. It was something she truly missed about him, but could see that part of him had faded over the years. Seeing him like this was killing her and reminding her of how things used to be that wouldn’t be again. It was all she could do to hold her emotions in check and not give into them.

She once again tried to pull away, but he leaned in close to her face and pulled her to him as he continued to sing to her. As he sang sweetly, she could feel herself cracking as he sang about his feelings. Her shocked eyes were now tearing up from the multiple emotions building up, and it was becoming hard for her to breathe. The more he sang and the closer he brought her to him, the harder it was getting for her not to lose her control of her tears. “Dean.” she choked out. “You need to snap out of it.” Esme watched him as his eyebrows raised and brought her hands to his chest.

When he leaned in, she pulled back from him, wishing he’d stop. She looked away from him, trying to focus on anything but him with the way he was acting at that moment. She couldn’t stop him from spinning her and pulling her to his chest as he continued to sing. She could only look up at him with her tear-filled eyes, wondering if this was all just some way of getting back at her for leaving the way she did. When Dean leaned in close, his lips almost touching hers, her breath caught sharply and her heart felt as if it stopped. When the music faded and the song ended, she watched as Dean snapped out of his trance and pulled his face back with wide eyes.

At his apology, she dropped her eyes to his hands, still holding hers. She let out the breath she was holding and closed her eyes tight, causing the tears she had been holding back to slide down her cheeks. “I know you were.” she whispered back shakily as she opened her eyes. “Alright…… But is it really wise for me to stay?”

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme flinched and jumped slightly at Dean’s voice coming from the porch, but she didn’t stop or turn around. She hadn’t expected him to come after her after realizing she had slipped away. If anyone, she thought, it would have been Cason running after her to stop her from leaving. She could hear his steps getting closer and she tried to pick up her pace, but he caught up with her and grabbed her arm. She closed her eyes before he turned her around to face him, trying to keep her emotions in check. As he spoke, she opened her eyes and looked into his before diverting them slightly.

“That’s not…..” the sudden soft melody playing cut her off. She saw his narrowed eyes, and she looked around for where the music was coming from. It seemed to be all around them with no source. It made little sense. Esme’s eyes snapped back to Dean as he began to sing softly to her as he picked up her hand. Her eyes went wide in confusion as she listened to the words he sang to her. She watched as he looked at the sky after singing about the stars, then back down at her. Her heart began to race as he placed his hand on her cheek and ran his thumb along her face and to her jaw.

“Dean? What’s going on with you?” she questioned as he sang. She brought her hands up to put a bit of distance between them. If this was any other time, she would have enjoyed it, but he was with Mika. She couldn’t help but pray that Mika wasn’t witnessing this from the house. If she was, she knew Mika would want to kill her slowly for this.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme’s eyes never left Dean’s face, even when he turned his hand over and held her arm. Her face relaxed a bit when he answered her and saw him subtly check her over for injuries. She was about to answer him when he pulled her up and close to his side. It took a little by surprise. She just thought he’d help her up, and that was it, but he pulled her close and continued to hold her arm. She looked away from Dean and looked at Sam as well when he came up the stairs; she felt him look down at her before he squeezed her arm and let go. As she stood there, she sighed heavily, thinking this was another reason she shouldn’t stay.

The feelings she had for Dean back then hadn’t faded as much as she had thought. At Sam’s voice, she nodded silently as she felt Dean’s hand come to rest on her lower back. She knew what this sign meant. She did, and she didn’t want to step away at that moment. Though she was soon hit by feelings of jealousy, she knew who they were coming from even before looking around the room. Her eyes fell briefly on Mika, taking in her facial features and seeing how her face mimicked what she felt coming from the woman. Esme gently squeezed Dean’s arm, in a way to let him know she was glad he was okay and understood his submission.

Then she slowly stepped away from him, putting a suitable distance between them, for Mika’s sake. She looked to the stairs, hearing Annabeth’s screams, then looked at everyone else in the room. There was a wide variety of emotions flowing through the house, and she was the primary cause for one of those. At that moment, she saw herself as nothing but a cause for trouble between Dean and Mika and possibly the rest of the group. As much as she hated to do it, because she wanted to be around others, she talked herself into sneaking away and leaving without a word.

Sighing quietly to herself, she took in a deep breath, turned away, and snuck out the door while they all talked. “I can’t do this.” she whispered as she stepped off the last step of the porch. Esme almost took off into a run to her car when her feet hit the ground, but she refrained from doing so. Not to mention, she was sure someone would hear if she had. “I have to leave and not cause stress among them.” she whispered as she walked to her car.

Supernatural - After The End

Esme Stirling and Sam Winchester

Esme could only grin and shake her head a bit before she had retrieved her gun from under the bed at his comments. She knew it was true, and it made it all the funnier in her mind. After putting her gun away, she watched him as he went into thought about her holding him at gunpoint. She placed her hands on hips at his look, giving him a look of her own as if to say ‘yeah, you would think that’ while giving a small smile. Her eyebrows rose at his comments of trying it next time, and it was something he hadn’t done. A mischievous smile made its way upon her lips at his smile.

Her smile just about said ‘you really want to go there?’ as she looked at him. Her smile and look faded at Sam’s voice. She turned to look at him as Dean stepped over to him and she dropped her arms at her sides. A small smile rested upon her lips as she tried not to laugh about what could possibly be going through Sam’s mind right now. She and Dean had been talking vaguely about last night's events and possible upcoming events, as if he weren’t even in the room. Poor guy. He’s probably wishing he never came to look for us now. she thought to herself. Esme watched the two guys as they interacted with each other.

Sam smiled as Dean came over and patted his chest. “You know I will.” he said with a small chuckle. “And you know Cas already has you covered with a decent room. You more than anyone should know that.” he chuckled. When Dean stepped away, he walked over to the door. “You two be careful and no more detours, alright?” He then opened the door and stepped out as Dean picked up Esme and spun her. This was a side of Dean he wasn’t used to seeing.

Esme gave a small laugh at Sam’s comment. “Don’t worry, we’ll be there soon.” she said before the door closed. When Dean picked her up and spun her, she couldn’t help but laugh as she rested her hands on his chest. She took in how happy he seemed and how he was still being fueled by last night's alcohol. She still mentaly kicked herself for dropping off the way she did, and wondered how she could have let herself do it. She had missed this interaction far too much. When he sat her down and touched foreheads with her, she smiled back just as brightly as she looked at him.

“Hmm, that’s a good question.” She closed her eyes briefly with a small content sigh. “I’m not too familiar with the places around here…… But a breakfast burrito sounds pretty good right now.” She gave a little laugh before looking into his eyes again. “You’re not the only one with a hangover, you know?”

Supernatural - After The End

Esme Stirling

Esme looked up at Dean when he ran his hand across her shoulder blades, then watched him for a moment before sliding her feet into her socks. A smirk made its way to her lips as she saw him throw his jacket at Sam. Then it grew as she watched him searching around the room and heard him question himself. She knew exactly where his shirts were. She held back a laugh as she saw him remember the events from last night. She picked up a boot and shoved her foot into it as the memories flooded her mind as well. She then picked up the other and shoved her foot into it, then laced them up and tied them.

She looked up from her boots at his comment, giving him a mock shocked look before he walked out to grab his shirts. “Me, aggressive? I think you have me confused with someone else, Doll Face.” she said as she adjusted her pant legs over her boots. Esme took to her feet as Dean came back into the room, a huge grin coming to her lips as he held up his shirt and questioned her, which she gave a small shrug to. “Hey now. You’re the one that started it and also agreed to it…… You seemed to like it too, from what I remember.” She walked across the room with a laugh to grab her jacket off the floor, almost forgetting that Sam was in the room.

After picking up her jacket, she turned to look at Dean, smiling cutely, with her tongue poked between her teeth. She then threw her jacket around her shoulders and shoved her arms into the sleeves. She put her hands into the pockets of the jacket, making sure her car keys were still there, sighing softly with a laugh at what he muttered. She pulled her hands from her pockets and shook her head. “Staying sober.” she whispered ever so softly. “When have you ever stayed sober going out with me?” she joked and laughed. Esme fell silent as she scanned the room.

“Where did you go?” she mumbled to herself. “Ah, there you are.” She walked over to the bed, knelt down, and reached under it and pulled out her gun. Turning to look at Dean, she held her gun flat in her palm. “Really? You kicked it under the bed?” she questioned with a raised eyebrow. “Were you afraid I was going to use it?” She stood up and ran her thumb over the wolf carved on it before tucking it away in the back of her pants and pulled her shirt down over it as she waited for his answer.

Sam Winchester

Sam sighed, throwing up his hands at Dean’s comment and looked at the table. As Dean spoke about Esme, he turned his attention back to him. “Really?” he questioned. “Actually we could use the extra help with everything going on. Not to mention the bond her and Madison seem to have. I’d hate to see how she reacts if Esme were to leave.” he said with a little shiver at the thought. He fell silent for a moment and looked away from Dean, as he fell into slight thought. “I just hope she doesn't become too much of a distraction for you.” he said to where only he could hear.

Sam then fell quite again as he watched the two moving around the room collecting their things and carrying on a conversation as if he wasn’t even there. His eyes went wide at the mention of Dean’s shirts on the hood of Esme’s car along with panties. You’ve got to be kidding me. he thought to himself. His eyes went wider at Esme’s reply to Dean as if it was nothing new or unusual. Sam put a hand over his face and shook his head trying to block out the conversation going on between the two, now almost regretting coming to look for them in the first place.

He would have been better off with Madison and Castiel, and not having to hear Dean and Esme talk vaguely about things that happened last night. Sam watched as Esme searched the room for her gun and talked to herself, noticing how it reminded him of Dean. When she walked to the bed and pulled it out to show him and confronted him, she reminded him of Dean once again. It was a bit weird but funny at the same time and he couldn’t help but smirk. But he still couldn’t get what they had been talking about out of his mind as well as some of the images that popped in too, causing him to shiver slightly.

That was not something he wanted to see when it came to Dean and Esme. Sam took to his feet and looked at the two. “I think I’m going to head back. You two get you something to eat and I’ll see you at the house.”

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme continued to look at Cason, watching the repairing process going on. As he reached over and helped with her pounding head, she sighed a little as she felt the pain subsiding. She closed her eyes briefly as he explained how he survived her explosion earlier and winced a bit at hearing Sarah got involved. When she opened her eyes, she saw the care he was feeling, then looked over at Sarah, a small smile coming to her lips as she watched her sleep. “Yes, she is.” she mumbled. She lowered her hands from her temples when the pain was at a more tolerable level.

About that time, there was a knock at the door. She couldn’t help but noticed how Cason reacted while still trying to take care of her head. Her attention stayed on Cason, watching his eyes turn black as she felt him become nervous. She felt it growing as Dean walked over to the door and opened it. Esme’s head snapped to the door, her eyes becoming saucers as her eyes landed on Annabeth. She then winced as Cason began screaming at Dean to shut the door, and could feel his emotions rising. Her eyes were still saucers as she looked at Annabeth as she began growling, which made her extremely confused.

That was, until Cason jumped up from the couch, stepped back and fell, then tried to scramble away. She was tempted to help Cason up, but when Annabeth lunged forwards and shoved Dean, her mind instantly shifted to Dean out of instinct. She ran over to Dean just as Annabeth pounced on Cason, dodging and jumping over debris that was in her path. When she reached his side, she placed a hand on his arm. “Hey, you alright?” she asked him, concern showing in her eyes and tone.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

For the first time in months, Esme’s dreams were nightmare free. Something had somehow held the things that normally plagued her dreams at bay. Maybe it was from how drained she became after becoming a demon nuke. She had slept through everything going on in the house, not hearing a thing. She didn’t even wake when Cason leaned over her with his face just inches from hers and stared at her. At Cason’s voice and touch, her eyes fluttered open and landed on Violet, who was still nuzzled under her hand. She blinked the sleep from her eyes as she breathed in deeply, soon regretting it when she felt how sore she still was.

She then felt someone leaning over her, not realizing it was Cason at the moment. She suddenly lifted her head to see who it was, banging her against his and hissing in pain. Pushing him back a bit, she pushed herself up and swung her feet off the couch, being careful not to kick Violet as she sat up. Holding her head with one hand, she looked over at Cason and winced a bit at his appearance. “Dude, you look like crap.” she said in a pain filled voice. She placed her other hand on her pounding head and leaned back into the couch, and closed her eyes.

She fell silent as her thoughts drifted to when she lost control of herself, and what had happened to the demons that were in the house. Then thought about Cason’s appearance and sighed heavily. “You just barely made it through the blast, didn’t you?” she mumbled. Moving her hand over a bit, she looked at him again. “How did you survive it?” As she waited for him to answer, she gently massaged her temples to try to lessen the pounding of her head.

Supernatural - After The End

Esme Stirling

Esme knew how relieved Dean was to see her smiling and had agreed with him about getting dressed. She also knew that he was afraid that she would leave after what had happened between him and Sam. She partially knew that it was coming with how they just dropped off for several hours, but something like that wouldn’t chase her away that easily. She fully intended to stick around and see this through and help where she can. After she kissed him, she held back the laugh that threatened to escape her as she saw him chase after her kiss. But did laugh at his comment about her clothes.

“Yeah, they are kind of all over the room.” she said, the laugh caring in her voice. Her eyes closed briefly as he ran his hand down to her chin and pinched it gently. “Good luck.” she called as he walked out. When the door shut, she stood to her feet and walked over to the sink and looked into the mirror above it. She couldn’t help but laugh at herself a bit. Her hair looked a little wild, and she had a bit of makeup smudged on her face. She reached over and grabbed a washcloth, then turned on the water and wet it. She then put a little soap on it and cleaned off the smudged makeup on her face.

By the time she finished, Dean opened the door and tossed in her clothes. They landed at her feet. “Thank you.” Esme just barely got the words out before the door closed again. Dropping the blanket, she picked up her clothes from the floor and got dressed as quickly as she could. She then ran her fingers through her hair to make herself look a little more presentable. She gave a small sigh, knowing this was as good as it was going to get, adjusted her shirt and opened the door. Before walking out, she picked up her boots and the blanket. After walking out, she tossed the blanket on the bed, then set her boots in a chair. She then quietly went on the hunt for her missing socks while Dean and Sam talked.

Sam Winchester

Sam became lost in his thoughts as he waited for Dean and Esme to finish talking and seeing if she was alright. When Dean came out of the bathroom, he snapped out of his thoughts about everything going on and Madison. He nodded to Dean before looking over at him and watching him gather Esme’s clothes before he went behind the partition wall. “I’m fine, Dean.” he said simply. He then set his phone on the table next to him, then looked back to Dean as he tossed Esme her clothes. “Just because I’m quiet doesn’t mean there’s something wrong, you know?”

He looked at the bathroom door a moment before looking back at Dean. “How’s she doing? Everything alright with her?” he asked, gesturing towards the bathroom door. He was wondering how she was after what went on in front of her this morning involving his tantrum. When Esme finally came out of the bathroom, he looked over at her and could see that she seemed to be doing better. He could see she was purposely being quiet to let them talk. “Hey, you doing okay?” he asked her. She momentarily stopped her hunt and smiled at him. “Yeah, I’m alright.” she said warmly. She then went back to searching for her socks. When she found them, she went and sat in the chair she had sat her boots in.

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Marabella

Bella could still only sit there in the sand, watching the two men fight. Her eyes watching every move they made. She couldn’t help but gasp and wince when Peren was struck with Ironwolf’s axe. Her eyes went wide when she saw Ironwolf going in for the kill shot, her breath caught. She then released it when she saw Peren disappear and reappear behind Ironwolf, relieved he was okay and had gotten the upper hand. Though she winced from Ironwolf’s scream that echoed around them and pierced her ears. Peren then grabbed her and helped her escape into the forest.

Bella ran for as long and as far as she could before collapsing to her knees and bound hands and panting. “Peren…… Wait.” she breathed. She rocked back into a sitting position. “I can’t…… go any…… further.” she panted. She tilted her head down and closed her eyes as she focused on catching her breath. She knew they couldn’t linger here long, but she also knew she couldn’t go any further without catching her breath. She needed to rest for a moment unless he wanted to carry her for a while so they could get further away from Ironwolf and to a safer place.