[b]SAM WINCHESTER[/b] Walking back into the room he was sharing with Annabeth, he noticed she had managed to get to the table and chair where his bag was and smiled at her, even if she couldn't see it back. "Ah yeah that, Cason got shot in the head by Esme for being too close to her when she woke up" he explained, the smirk on his lips being evident in his tone of voice. "He stepped outside and had a smoke whilst it healed" he added. He then walked over and went to go sit down opposite her in the spare chair when she made the joke about him looking handsome today, making him chuckle. He then sat down when his phone went off with a text. Picking it up off the table that was on, he looked at it, opening the message to see it was from Dean, making himself remember he hadn't checked in. [i]'ah right...gotta remember to check in with him again now he's back'[/i] he thought to himself. [i]"Hey, in Missouri in a hotel, meet you at Bobby's later Got a lot to talk about on our end as well."[/i] [b]NATALIA WINCHESTER[/b] Nat was just about finshing getting ready, pulling on her old vintage high voltage tattoo vest when Cason suddenly appeared out of nowhere in her room next to the table that had Esme's jacket on it. "Bloody hell Cason!!" she cursed as he disappeared out of her room just as quickly as he entered it. Grumbling to herself, she made a point to curse him under her breath as she walked to the end of her bed, perched on it and pulled on her boots one at a time after putting on her socks then proceeded to wrap the laces round the ankles of the boots where it was particularly worn, showing she had done it a lot when she could be bothered to do so, then tied them at the front like normal. The very technique making the tops of her boots flare out slightly, giving her jeans more room to sit and not bunch up uncomfortably round her ankles. She heard the gunshot earlier but also heard Sam go out and deal with it so figured there was no point to do so herself at the time, deciding her getting ready was far more important for her own sanity. When she was fully dressed, she went back to her bag, pulled out her makeup which consisted of eyeliner, mascara and a bold red lipstick, she walked over to the mirror and started applying it all making sure to purposely smudge the liner just enough to give a smokey eye then applied her lipstick with ultimate precision. It would take her about five minutes to accomplish this before she decided to grab her bag, shove her jacket on and exit her hotel room heading to her brother's room and knocking on the door. "Yo Sam! Let me in!" she called out casually. after he sent the text back to his brother, he heard Nat call through making him get up and go to let Natalia inside his room so they could slowly start meeting back up with everyone. [b]MIKA CHAMBERS[/b] Hearing that they found nothing but evidence that proved what this Castiel said was indeed true, she looked surprised and impressed all at the same time. She couldn't believe that angels actually existed, it was utterly insane to her. "If he truly is an Angel that's something seriously new for us to deal with" she replied. She didnt even complain when he insisted touching round her cut on her forehead as she knew it was mostly for his own benefit as well to see it was really minor. SHe listened to his reply finding it strange that there was no reply from Sam or Nat. She could understand in some ways that Sam may have forgotten that he could indeed check in with Dean again but Nat was always so hot on checking in even with her to keep her happy that they were all okay. So for either of them not to hear anything felt rather strange. She did though smirk at the idea of Sam treating his own route back as a break from everything. As he stood up from her bed to text Sam, she got out of bed realising she was still in yesterday's clothing. So she headed to her warobe to grab some clean clothes, changing into one of her many vests and leather jeggings before putting ehr boots back on. By the time she would have finished doing that, Dean would have gotten the reply they were waiting for.