[h2]Esme Stirling[/h2]

Esme took in his words about them being alike. He was right, especially the part about being alone. When he kissed her hair and rested his cheek on her head, she closed her eyes, taking it in. She felt so at ease with the calm that was radiating off of him and the near silence surrounding them. Maybe she was enjoying the moment a little too much, but it felt like ages since she had been this calm. She just wanted to drink it in forever, but she knew it would have to end at some point. So, she would enjoy it while she could. 

She smiled as she spoke how he didn’t know how long she’d stick around and how he’d always be around. When he emphasized, he wouldn’t leave her hanging. Her smile grew, and she nodded softly to show she knew. After everything, she couldn’t see herself leaving anytime soon. Not to mention, this moment they were sharing made her not want to leave either. She didn’t want to go back to going it alone even if she knew she could call and he would come to help her with anything. She felt she would lose her mind if she were alone again. 

At his hug, she almost looked up at him, but spoke again. She would wait until he had finished before she said anything. She knew it would be rough if she stayed after hearing they were dealing with angels, but hearing Lucifer’s name surprised her a little. She smiled more to his promise of keeping her safe if she wanted to tag along, and would even go easy on Madison. Which made her laugh. Esme then pulled away just enough so she could see Dean’s face and look into his eyes. 

“Listen here, Dean Winchester.” she began with a smile. “I don’t plan on leaving anytime soon. I’m here to stay for a while. Angels or no angels, Lucifer or no Lucifer. You’re stuck with me. I don’t think I can do the alone thing anymore.” she told him, still keeping his gaze. “I can hold my own, but I like knowing you’d keep me safe. Even if I could probably kick your ass.” As she finished her last statement, she grinned with her tongue poked out between her teeth. 


[h2]Sam Winchester[/h2]

Sam had watched as some of her actions remind him of Castiel when analyzing something. Again, he thought about what it was about this guy that had her attention. He soon got his answer when she snapped out of it and responded to her name. “What!” he said, trying to keep his voice down as his eyebrows went up in surprise. When Madison covered her ears and looked in pain, he placed his hand gently on her arms. “Hey, you okay.” His voice was full of concern as he looked at her. 

When she leaned into him and whimpered, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. “It’s going to be okay.” he said just before the lights flickered. He looked around when he felt a wind with up in the diner, then looked down as she yelled. He lifted his head again as the patrons asked questions about the items taking flight around the diner. He flinched when the light bulbs burst and sparked. He did his best to shield her from it. As the patrons stampeded out of the diner, Sam looked down at Madison. 

“Shhh, it’s going to be okay. Try to concentrate on my voice and heartbeat. You can get through this.” he told her as a styrofoam cup hit him. He hugged her closer to him and cut his eyes over to the guy still sitting at the bar. He was far too calm in this situation. He should be running for the door, just as the others were. He narrowed his eyes while still trying to keep himself calm for Madison. He needed to let Dean and Esme know, but he couldn’t get to his phone without letting go of Madison.