[b]MIKA CHAMBERS AND NATALIA[/b]

Mika would have let Esme clean Dean up but was secretly glad she didn't. Sure it was still the jealousy and a slightly of possessiveness but she couldn't just let those feelings disappear at the click of her fingers. She tried to be as careful as possible when removing the bits of glass from him, not wanting to cause him anymore pain than he was already in. As much as she would love to disagree with him when he spoke, she knew he was right. Esme did deserve an apology from them both and she couldn't stop him from talking to the woman. "I know" she muttered back, looking at him as she replied to show him that his words and stern look was getting through to her, the tiniest of smiles appearing as he kissed her nose. 

It seemed to her that despite his time in Hell, those little  things he learned when they were young to diffuse her or calm her down never left him and she learned they still very much worked every single damn time. She barely noticed how much time in the bathroom Esme took before returning with the supplies they'd need for Dean, yet when she did come back Mika did give the woman a nod of thanks for helping out. "Right..that's all the glass. Esme, you wrap his left hand I'll do the right" she suggested, figuring that if they both did his hands at the same time, Bobby won't be waiting much longer than necessary. 

Natalia got a text back from Bobby agreeing to wait but to hurry it up making her roll her eyes. "Bobby is waiting no problem, I'll hang back here for the sake of Sammy and Annabeth and anyone else who wants to hang back and help from here." she let the three of them know. 

[b]SAM WINCHESTER[/b]

When Sam stepped in front of her, he meant no disrespect to her in doing so, it was just such a drilled in habit for him to do such a thing that he just didn't think. Even though he knew plenty of headstrong women in his life, his natural reaction was to step in front as protector. It also seemed to be so much of a thing for him to do since learning he had a younger half sister who had an incredibly shit life before becoming a hunter with himself and Dean. 

The silence just put him on edge as he let her grip his belt loops of his jeans to remain close to him, if he could feel the light tug of her holding onto his jeans, then he knew she was close by and safe. He made sure to look at every angle and direction possible as they crept through the dark hallways of the school before hearing a laugh come from the darkness as they reached that corner. The sound of his name being said was nothing he hadn't heard before, it was clear it had to be a demon if his name was mentioned, but what set his teeth gritting together and almost grinding in annoyance was the fact the demon called Annabeth his whore. 

"It's okay Annabeth" he whispered back to her, trying to keep her as safe as possible, whilst also trying to work out the situation and figure out a gameplan all at the same time. His mind racing a 100mph and not getting any kind strategy coming to mind. "Shut your mouth" he sneered at the demon, and before he could stop Annabeth from moving, she moved out from behind and him and in front of him. "Annabeth don't!" He said as she walked even further away from him, just out of arm's reach knowing that this was clearly what this demon wanted. He went to go make a swing at the demon but found himself suddenly being grabbed, making him thrash in fight to try and break free but he couldn't get free. "ANNABETH!" He called out before everything went dark. 

When he next woke up only a couple of minutes later, he was in another room, hands ties to the back fo a chair. He thrashed against the chair to try and break free but instantly stopped and went wide eyed when he saw Annabeth come flying in from being shoved. "Annabeth, you okay?" he asked, trying to get through to her as he continued wriggling his wrists up and down trying to loosen his bonds so he could get to her.