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Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

As talk went on Esme dropped her head again and closed her eyes, feeling that everything had pretty much calmed down and she didn’t have to worry about too much happening while she sat there with Sarah. She couldn’t help but let herself sink more into Sarah as she curled around her more and nuzzled her head into Esme’s stomach. Esme gave Sarah’s head a rub before she crossed her arms over her chest once again and sighed softly. When Cason brought up Annabeth, she almost opened her eyes but heard the warning tap and Cason added more to what he said. She could hear the sarcasm in his words, but apparently Sam didn’t catch it as he responded, which she saw as a good thing.

They didn’t need anymore trouble tonight, they had all been through enough. She listened quietly as the pillows were given, a small smile coming to her lips at how fatherly Bobby was to Sam and Natalia. It almost made her sad at that moment, because she missed that for herself. She pushed the emotion down, she didn’t need to dwell on that. She had already done enough of that over the years, though she still wasn’t over the loss. When Cason came and sat next to her and Sarah, she kept her eyes closed, then a smirk came to her lips at Bobby’s comment about the hellhounds in his house.

It was very clear Bobby didn’t like them being there, she didn’t need to be an empath to know that. At Cason’s next words, she began to have thoughts run through her mind. If he didn’t sleep and was going to go for a walk, then there was probably going to be a point where he’d want to pop in on her if he got bored. She was thankful that Sarah was going to be with her in the motel room. She knew that Sarah would keep him at a safe distance if he popped in while she was sleeping. Being in thought, she almost missed the sound of Dean’s footsteps coming down the stairs, but she didn’t look up like she had before, not even at Bobby’s words.

She would wait until him and Mika were in the room with everyone and she knew that all was fine before she lifted her head to look at them both to see how everything was between them.

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Mrabella

Bella let Prince Gil lead her to the dance floor to join the others already dancing. At his words, a true smile did grace her lips followed by a small laugh, it was something she wasn’t really expecting to come to her. She had a feeling he had noticed her forced smile and was trying to get a genuine smile upon her lips. As they danced she took note of how he danced, seeing that he was clumsy, but not clumsy enough to where she worried about her feet or toes being stepped on. She had danced with far worse noblemen, who actually did step on her toes or feet. “For our dances being forign to you, you’re doing rather well.” she said warmly, a true smile still on her lips. “I think you may be thinking about it too hard. Just relax and feel the music.” she told him. Just being out on the dance floor and dancing was helping calm her and somewhat keeping her from thinking about what was bothering her at the moment. She needed to push them back and focus on what was going on in the now.

Supernatural - After The End

Esme Stirling

Esme watched Dean’s face as she worked her magic to calm his anxiety. She took in the look in his eyes and his gentle smile while she kept a small soft smile on her lips. She could see and feel that he almost instantly relaxed when she pulled him closer to herself. She could see all that he tried to carry on his shoulders, and she wanted to help him lift some of that off his shoulders, but knowing him, he wouldn’t let her without putting up a struggle. So this was the best she could do for now. Ease his stress and anxiety with her gifts that sometimes felt like a curse.

The moment she felt his heartbeat slow under her hand, her smile grew a bit, relieved that she was able to calm him more. At his joke, she gently shook her head as she laughed with him. “Yeah, sure you're not.” she joked back with a smirk. “But I’m glad I’m able to calm you…… You carry so much more than you used to. Someone needs to be around to help you through it.” She sighed a bit sadly as she felt it, but she didn’t let her smile fade. She wanted him in a better mood, not anything else. At his next words, she smiled warmly. “I know, and I’ll never get over how it surprises you.”

Once she knew he was good, she stopped projecting her calmness to him, but didn’t let go of him, she could feel how safe he felt and she wanted him to keep feeling that. When Sam and Madison entered the room, she didn’t turn her head to them until Madison spoke. Esme let her hand slide down from Dean’s chest and rest on his stomach as she turned her body a bit to look at them better. She smiled warmly at Madison feeling how nervous she was, but that changed as Dean spoke to Madison with a smirk, she could feel her calm at his smirk. It was a start in the right direction. Baby steps. she said to herself as Madison responded to Dean.

When Dean sighed, Esme pulled him into a side hug, knowing how he felt about Madison being so scared of him. She also understood why he was keeping his distance from her, she couldn’t blame him for doing so in case the worst were to happen. At that moment she wished she had the ability of telepathy, just so she could talk to Dean without the others hearing. “So, you’re learning to control your powers? Sounds like you’re making some progress.” she said warmly to Madison with a smile as she took in how she clung to Sam. She then decided to try something she hadn’t done in some time, a distance projection of her calm.

The last time she tried it took a bit out of her, but she had to try and calm Madison just to make sure nothing happened. Yes, Esme could feel she was calming, but she just wanted to help it along. They all needed to be calm for this to work between them all. Esme could feel that Sam was a bit nervous even if it didn’t show on his face. Taking a deep breath, she slowly let it out as she projected her calm to the two of them, mostly focusing on Madison. She knew doing this was more than likely going to kick her ass but she didn’t care. If she was close or had a hand on the person she was trying to calm, it took less effort, but at a distance, it took quite a bit more effort.

Esme could feel that it was working on Sam, he had calmed quite a bit and she could feel his confusion about it. She saw the look gave her too before he looked back down at Madison. The effort it was taking must be showing on her face, she knew it more than likely would. The longer she kept it up, the more her hug loosened around Dean.

Sam Winchester

Sam kept his arm around Madison, resting his hand on her back to give her some comfort, but he could see her fear as her eyes lit up. He rubbed her back in a comforting way, but noticed her calm when she laid eyes on Esme and how close she was standing to Dean. Did she know something he didn't know about the woman? He pushed the thought back as her eyes flicked and she gripped the back of his shirt and almost hid behind him when they stopped, which made him move his hand to her shoulder. His eyes went back and forth between Dean and Madison as they spoke, feeling her relax little by little as Dean spoke calmly to her and even gave her a smirk, the action calmed him a little bit.

Sam looked over at Esme and how close she stood to Dean, and also took note of how calm Dean seemed to be. He couldn’t help but wonder again what it was about her that calmed him so much. If she was able to keep him so calm, then maybe it wouldn’t be so bad having her around, but it still didn’t calm his nerves completely. His eyes went to Dean when Madison mentioned about being able to move the money, his sigh didn’t go unnoticed and he was sure he knew what was going through his brother's mind. The thought caused him to sigh inwardly, but he didn’t want to think about that.

Sam looked at Esme when she spoke to Madison in such a warm tone and he nodded to her words. “She is.” he responded. “She gave me a small demonstration earlier to show me what she and Cas have been doing. She’s making good progress.” He spoke looking at Esme, but he also said it for Dean to hear to try and calm him and himself. After a few moments, he could feel his nervousness fading, not really understanding it. He knew it couldn’t be just because he had told Dean and Esme of Madison’s progress in controlling her powers, but it was strange how his nerves were calming all of a sudden.

He watched Esme for a moment longer, she was starting to look a bit pale and the rosiness in her cheeks was fading some. He looked back down at Madison to see how she was doing and to see if she was experiencing the same thing he was at that moment.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme watched Cason after she spoke, seeing that her turning him down hurt him a bit. She couldn't really feel how much it hurt him with Sarah curled around her, but she could definitely see it in his eyes and how he didn’t know how to take her turning him down. When he agreed to actually let her go on her own and take Sarah, it surprised her, but she didn’t let it show. At his comment about Sarah, she gave a little laugh of her own. “I don’t doubt that myself.” she said with a laugh in her tone. She didn’t doubt Sarah would protect her from Cason if he tried to do anything to her, her and the hound had gotten pretty close in such a short time.

Esme watched as Cason gave her another sad look, looking as if this would be the last time he saw her, making her wonder why. Did he still think that Dean would try and kill him at some point while she was gone? When Cason reached down and picked up her hand and brought it to his lips, she could only sit there, watch him and listen to what he had to say, then gave a small nod. The way he spoke it was as if she was leaving right at that minute, but she wasn’t, she wanted to make sure that Dean and Mika were good first. Once she knew they were good and she saw it with her own eyes, she would leave and try to get some sleep.

Esme’s attention went to Annabeth as she spoke to Cason, then watched her as she went back down the stairs to the vault. She felt sorry for her having to sleep down there, it didn’t sound like the most comfortable place to be. She sighed a bit as she looked down at Sarah’s head on her lap as Cason spoke once again and gave a small smirk at his words. She herself didn’t think anything would happen while she wasn’t there, but with his group you could never be too sure. Esme placed a hand on Sarah’s head and gave it a scratch before she heard Sam coming down the stairs from checking on Dean and Mika, she lifted her head to look at him, keeping her hand on the hounds head.

When Sam said that both were good, but still needed some time with things, she was happy to hear it. At his next words and his look to her, she was relieved to say the least. She gave a nod in acknowledgment and thanks. As talk went on, she kept quiet as she listened to them. She really didn’t know what to say or add to anything at that moment, but she was glad that everyone knew where they were going to be for the night for the most part.

Supernatural - After The End

Esme Stirling

Esme finally pulled her gaze from the kitchen and looked to the floor as Dean spoke. His words caused her to sigh softly and shake her head a bit, letting him know that wasn’t the case. She knew they all had to be thinking it, but just didn’t want to voice it or have it come down to that. She was about to say something when he glanced at the door. Being so close to him, she could feel his anxiety over everything. She followed his gaze when he called out to Sam, asking about Madison. She, too, hoped all was going well in the room and that Sam had been able to keep Madison calm after waking her up.

She was almost tempted to walk into the room and check herself. When Dean wrapped his arm around her, she put her own arm around him as he pulled her into him for a side hug, then rested her hand on his waist. She looked up at him with a slight smile on her lips as she pulled him close to her. Esme quietly sighed as she ran her free hand through her hair. “We'll get through this together.” she told him softly. She then turned slightly to him and placed her hand on his chest, and focused on projecting her calm to him. “Whatever happens, we’ll do what we have to, but let’s not worry too much about it now.”

As she spoke to him softly, she looked up into his eyes, letting him know she’d be there no matter what happened with Madison. She hated seeing him so anxious about the situation with Madison and what they might have to do. If she had to, she’d make him sit down, and she’d do what she had done in the car at the drive thru to mellow him out.

Sam Winchester

Sam had given a nod to Madison at her words of not letting her hurt him if she got upset before he got off the bed. “I won’t, but I’ll still try to help you get through it.” he told her. When she stood from the bed and held herself close to his side, he had to admit he was glad he got her that far. At Dean’s voice, he looked from her to the door, then back to her as she put herself behind him. He turned slightly so he could see her better as she spoke about Esme. “I’m pretty sure she’s out there.” he said warmly. He then put an arm around her, letting his hand rest on the middle of her back.

“With what I saw earlier, I don’t see her leaving anytime soon. It’s clear they have missed each other and could use each other’s company.” he told her. He then slowly led the way to the door. He was trying to take it easy since he knew she feared Dean and what he might do to her. When they reached the door, he pulled the door open and stopped for a moment to look down at her. He gave her a warm smile to let her know it would be alright, then stepped out of the room, his eyes meeting Dean’s. Sam gave him a look to say, ‘she’s doing okay’ before looking at Esme, who seemed to be trying to calm him.

Then looked back down at Madison as she saw Dean and Esme. Sam could only hope she would stay calm as long as she was at his side and not too close to Dean. Which right now, there was a suitable distance between them. It would take several steps to reach the other.

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Marabella

Bella continued to look over in the directions of the outburst, her eyes falling on the prince that was angered and yelling at his sister. She sighed heavily, as she thought about some of the arguments she and her sisters have had, but nothing to this magnitude in public. She pulled her attention away from the two when she heard footsteps behind her and those around her moving away. She turned just as the prince made it to her side. She looked up at him with a warm smile as he spoke to her and gave a curtsy. She was about to answer his dance request when he spoke again, her smile slightly faded at his next words.

“Yes, and for that I’m truly sorry.” she said, trying to keep some warmth in tone, but it showed that the situation she had been in left its mark. Breathing in deeply, she forced the smile back on her lips, even though it hurt her bruised cheek a bit, and pushed what was bothering her from her mind. She couldn’t let herself think back on what had happened, otherwise she’d want to run and hide herself away from everyone. The one place she wanted to be right now was in the garden. It was her safe place and always made her calm. Pulling herself out of her thoughts, she focused back on Prince Gil. “I’d be delighted to dance with you.” She spoke warmly as she lifted her right hand and gently placed it in his hand.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme remained quiet as Natalia and Cason spoke to Annabeth. She also hated to admit it, but she also agreed with Cason. She hoped it wouldn’t come down to that. She winced a little at the thought of having to kill Annabeth. When Cason turned to her, she could feel his eyes on her. A breath left her nose at his words. Just as she thought, he was planning on going with her to watch over her. She didn’t answer him right away. She was searching for her words. “I’d actually like to go on my own.” she told him. She lifted her head and opened her eyes to look at him. “But I wouldn’t mind having Sarah or Violet with me.”

It was true she’d rather just go on her own. She needed some time to herself, since every time she tried today, someone asking her not to leave or singing to her interrupted it. She needed some room to breathe and to work through things that tonight had brought up. She couldn't do that with Cason hanging around and hovering. Esme was hoping if she said she wouldn’t mind having one hound with her, it would help in him letting her go knowing she would be protected. She ran a hand through her hair to get it out of her face, then rested it back across her chest. “After everything that has happened, I really need some time to myself.” she added.

As she sat there, she searched his face for what he might be thinking. “And before you ask. No, I don’t plan on running.” She knew that had to be one question running through his mind, just like it had with Dean. Esme wasn’t planning on running from anything unless it got bad enough to, but this time she would make it known and not just disappear without a word and only a note.

A kings' political marriage plan- closed

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A kings' political marriage plan- closed

Marabella

Bella has somewhat recovered from her whole being kidnapped ordeal, but it still bothered her greatly. As everything began to get underway, the servants and handmaidens crowded Bella to help her get ready. As they got her ready, she couldn’t help but wonder what this other big announcement was, and it caused her to sigh heavily. When she had been dressed in a royal purple and gold gown and her hair styled where it was half up, they all stepped away from her warm smiles on their faces. “Lovely as usual, my lady.” one of them said. Bella gave a weak smile in return, then looked into the mirror.

Her eyes fell upon the bruise on her cheek. She brought a hand up and touched it as she closed her eyes, as the memory of how she got it played behind her closed lids. She sighed, then let her hand drop, shaking her head to rid herself of the memory. Opening her eyes, she looked back into the mirror, her eyes falling on her wolf ears on top of her head. She took it upon herself to hide them as she normally did from those she didn’t know. Then she slipped on a pair of gloves to hide the bruises on her wrists left by her bindings. Looking into the mirror one last time, she stepped away from it and headed out of her room.

She knew she had to go out and join everyone, even if she really wasn’t feeling up to it. As Bella walked down the halls to the ball, she breathed deeply to get herself in the right state of mind and to clear it. Once there, she put on the best smile she could and entered. She could feel many eyes on her as she walked in and greeted the nobles she passed warmly. She stopped in her tracks when she heard the outburst, wondering what could have caused it.

Supernatural - After The End

Esme Stirling

Esme’s eyes narrowed more as she looked at Castiel and he confirmed that he would have sent her to wake Madison instead of Sam. Yes, she knew the answer was coming, but for him to come out and admit it was upsetting even if she was the least likely to end up dead out of her and Sam. She hardly noticed when Dean turned towards her. Even when he rubbed his thumb gently on her face, she didn’t take her eyes off of Castiel, but it did stop her from throwing out another comment. Her hand stayed tightened on Dean’s as he replied to Castiel. She would have agreed wholeheartedly with Dean if she hadn’t had spent time with Madison alone, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to get that through to Dean right now.

Yes, she knew Madison could be dangerous, but she had to believe that Madison could learn to keep herself in control after what she had seen. Though, after hearing Dean’s comeback and what she felt coming off him to Castiel saying she was mostly human, she knew it was going to take a lot to convince Dean otherwise. She held back the flinch that came to her at Dean saying he would be nice to Madison until decisions needed to be made and would take care of it if he had to. Esme watched as Castiel huffed, turned and walked away into the kitchen, not even turning back as Dean called after him.

She continued to stare into the kitchen with narrowed eyes after Castiel disappeared around the corner. When Dean apologized, a sigh escaped through her nose, but still didn’t pull her gaze from the kitchen. “You don’t have to apologize, Dean. You’re not the only one that doesn’t want her to hurt anyone.” she breathed. It was true that she didn’t want Madison to hurt anyone, but she also didn’t want it to come down to where they had to kill her.

Sam Winchester

Sam looked up from Madison’s head and at the door, listening to the voices still coming through the door. He pulled his gaze from the door when Madison pulled away from his hug, seeing her nod and glance at the door nervously. He frowned a bit at her words, though he couldn’t blame her for fearing Dean after everything that had happened. Sam then placed both of his hands on her shoulders gently, a serious look came to his face. “Don't worry about Dean. I can handle him.” he told her. “I won’t let him hurt you. I do think it would be a good idea for you to stay close to me and possibly Esme as much as you can.

He won’t do anything as long as you’re close to one of us.” He held back the sigh that tried to escape him. He knew Dean would never forgive himself if he were to hurt himself or Esme, so it was a good bet Madison would be fine if she were with either of them. Sam glanced back at the door, hearing that the voices had died down for the moment. He then removed his hands from her shoulders and stood up from the bed. Looking down at her, he offered her a hand to help her off the bed. “It’ll be alright.” he said warmly with a small smile. She couldn’t stay in this room the whole time they were here.

She would eventually have to be around Dean. He hoped the more they were in the same room, with at least one person between them, he would come around and not feel the need to kill her every time he laid eyes on her.