[h2]Esme Stirling[/h2]

Esme continued to look at Cason, watching the repairing process going on. As he reached over and helped with her pounding head, she sighed a little as she felt the pain subsiding. She closed her eyes briefly as he explained how he survived her explosion earlier and winced a bit at hearing Sarah got involved. When she opened her eyes, she saw the care he was feeling, then looked over at Sarah, a small smile coming to her lips as she watched her sleep. “Yes, she is.” she mumbled. She lowered her hands from her temples when the pain was at a more tolerable level. 

About that time, there was a knock at the door. She couldn’t help but noticed how Cason reacted while still trying to take care of her head. Her attention stayed on Cason, watching his eyes turn black as she felt him become nervous. She felt it growing as Dean walked over to the door and opened it. Esme’s head snapped to the door, her eyes becoming saucers as her eyes landed on Annabeth. She then winced as Cason began screaming at Dean to shut the door, and could feel his emotions rising. Her eyes were still saucers as she looked at Annabeth as she began growling, which made her extremely confused. 

That was, until Cason jumped up from the couch, stepped back and fell, then tried to scramble away. She was tempted to help Cason up, but when Annabeth lunged forwards and shoved Dean, her mind instantly shifted to Dean out of instinct. She ran over to Dean just as Annabeth pounced on Cason, dodging and jumping over debris that was in her path. When she reached his side, she placed a hand on his arm. “Hey, you alright?” she asked him, concern showing in her eyes and tone.