[h2]Esme Stirling[/h2]

As Esme leaned against the wall, she continued listening to what they discussed in the room. When she heard they had also dealt with an angel, she closed her eyes tighter. [i]So, that’s what was trying to contact Dean.[/i] she thought to herself. She sighed heavily at the thought of more than one angel being around them. So, they knew of two angels at the moment. How many more would they come in contact with? She was pulled from the thought when she was hit by a wave of emotion, it caused her to gasp and hold her chest as pain flooded it.

She opened her eyes just as Sam’s shocked voice rang into the room. Esme’s eyes followed him to the kitchen where Annabeth stood. Esme’s eyes widened in shock as she saw she had eyes. “How in the hell?” she whispered. She cut her eyes over at Cason as he spoke to Annabeth. Not only could she hear his emotion she could feel it too. She pushed herself off the wall and stepped forward as Annabeth started to explain. She saw Dean and Mika enter the room, but her eyes didn’t leave Annabeth. 

When Cason took it upon himself to announce what she had done. “You what?!” she got out at the same time Dean spoke. She closed her eyes as more pain took her over, now spreading to her head. She opened her eyes just as Dean finished speaking, and Annabeth snapped. Annabeth’s sudden outburst of frustration hit her hard. Esme gasped and tightened her grip on her chest before falling to her knees. She had the wind knocked from her lungs. She had never felt such a powerful wave of emotion before. 

She used one hand to hold herself up. She felt sick and shaky. She looked up at Annabeth, pain clearly visible on her face as she fought for air. “We could……. Have still…..Helped” she gasped. “We’re in….. This together.” Esme curled in on herself as the pain spread more.