[h2]Esme Stirling[/h2]

As Esme stood there, she unconsciously gripped her injured arm as she watched Dean, causing her to wince and force herself to relax her hand. He seemed to be traumatized by what had just happened and soon realized he had it worse than all of them when she saw the blood coming from his ears. Her eyes traveled around the hall as Dean spoke about going through this once before. 

She couldn’t imagen what could cause such a disruption. Her attention switched to Bobby as he spoke, only being able to nod silently at his assumption. “He’s right. Take a moment to collect yourself. We can take care of things here.” she told Dean with a warm smile. She watched as he left for the door, her thoughts drifting to what could pull someone from the depths of Hell and back to Earth. 

She shook her head to clear her thoughts and to find something to clean the mess with, but stopped when she saw and heard Natalia. “I’m still trying to figure out that myself.” she told her. “Whatever it was, has to be some powerful force.”