[h3] Dean Winchester [/h3]

Dean nodded his head at Mika, squeezing his lips together as she put the pieces together about Anna.  This was going to devastate Sam.  He had seen his brother’s face, when she left the first time.  The kid had figured out what he wanted, with her.  To Sam, she was his ticket out, and the first person Dean had really ever seen him connect with romantically.

He furrowed his brow at the thought, glancing toward the door of the panic room.  He wiped a hand over his mouth, dreading what was coming.  However, Mika turning down his offer with a joke caused him to raise his eyebrows and stare at her with a smirk, “Old habits, darlin’.  Old habits.  After this is all over…”

He waggled his eyebrows again, before standing reluctantly and peeking around the corner at his brother and Annabeth hugging.  He sighed, even more reluctant to step inside, but he did so.

“Sorry to interrupt, but I wanted to drop this off.”, he muttered, laying the blankets near the door and turning to grab Mika’s pile.  He added them to the pile, stopping to give Sam an understanding and sad look, at the same time that he noticed Anna’s face fall flat, recognizing that look from his time with Sam, “Um.  Anna, you okay?”

[h3] Bobby and Cason [/h3]

“Oh you’ve seen that?”, Bobby asked, his face a bit excited as Natalia explained how the sigil worked.  He quickly looked back at Cason, and snapped his fingers at him, “Come here…”

Cason was lost in thought, staring at the front door after watching Esme leave.  He was paranoid, and worried about her, and Bobby calling him over made him jump a bit.  He turned to the old man, taking a few steps toward him.  Bobby simply pointed at the sigil.

“You can make this?”, Bobby asked, giving leniency to the demon.  Cason nodded his head, a frown on his face, “So, hop to it.  I figure we can put a couple on some doors.”

“You want me to bleed for you?  I don’t even know you.”, Cason laughed, but Bobby’s face didn’t change as he leaned a hand against his desk, almost shielding Natalia from Cason.

“But you know that girl out there.  You know that the dogs you’ve brought onto my property…yes I can feel them, won’t be much good against Angels.  So, if you want her to make it out of here, with you alive…get cuttin’.”, Bobby demanded, pulling his long hunting knife from his belt and slamming it on the table in front of Cason.

Cason picked the knife up with a sigh, realizing he was right, and stepped away to make sigils.

[h3] Annabeth [/h3]

Annabeth relished his words, so happy to just be back near him.  As he pulled her in for a hug, she wrapped her arms around his waist, holding on for dear life.  Listening to his heartbeat caused her own to slow, as she nuzzled into him.  As with most things, the good couldn’t last.

Just as Dean stepped into the room, Anna’s eyes clouded over and a voice appeared in her mind, a voice she didn’t want to hear, ever again.

[center][i] “I thought I was explicitly clear what I wanted from you, from the moment I gave you back those baby blues.
What made you think that you could use your merry band of idiots to break your promise to me?
Should I…snap Sammy’s shins?  He’s awfully heavy.  He might kill you in the fall.
No. The 24 hours is cancelled.  Pack your bags and meet me.
Easy way.  Or hard way, my princess.
Make a choice.[/i][/center]

She gasped out of the call, and instantly began feeling up Sam’s chest, pulling away from him.  She ran her hands all across his chest, and then down to his legs, making sure he was real.  She brought her hands up to her hair, and tangled her fingers there, racking her brain for any answer for what was about to happen.

“Anna!”, Dean called, still waiting for an answer to his question.

“No.  I’m not okay…They’re…”, she started as a Hellhound howled loudly in the distance, sounding the alarm that trouble had arrived.

“They’re already here…  Dammit!  Mika!  Guys!”, Dean yelled in realization, sprinting out of the panic room and out to Mika, “They’re here!”