[h2]Esme Stirling[/h2]

Esme had laughed along with him after she made her joking comment about him not being much fun. If she was being honest with herself, this was the most at ease she had felt in some time, and she didn’t want to go back to the way things used to be for her. This was just too good to give up. When Dean spoke about getting settled so everyone could loosen up she nodded, then ended up laughing a little harder then she should have to him saying she was definitely bunking with him. She watched him as he released her hand, opened the door, and got out of the car. She then killed the engine, tucked her keys in her jacket pocket, and got out herself. 

After getting out and shutting the door. “I didn’t doubt that for a minute.” she said as she stretched out herself before Dean joined her and took her hand. A warm smile coming to her lips as he interlocked his fingers with hers. Esme listened as Dean spoke as they made their way to the door, giving a nod that she understood. “Do I look like someone to be steamrolled?” she asked with a smirk, not really expecting an answer from him. “But I’ll let you know if he does.” she smiled. She was a bit surprised how quickly the door opened after Dean had knocked on it, seeing Castiel behind the door, and he greeted them. “Castiel.” she replied before Dean spoke to him. 

She stayed quiet as the two talked about Madison, her eyebrows raising slightly in surprise at what Castiel said as she stepped into the house when Castiel walked away. Esme continued to listen as the two talked, taking everything in that Castiel said about Madison and how he used Sam to test a theory. Her eyes narrowed a bit when Castiel pointed at her after saying Madison trusted her, but she wasn’t here to test his theory. “Meaning you would have sent me to wake her instead of Sam if I would have been here.” she stated bluntly. She only thought it natural since he knew Dean and Sam, better to risk her life than the ones he knew and cared for. 

Her eyes traveled around the room, landing on the one door that was slightly open. She could hear faint voices coming from the room, meaning that’s the room they were in. Her eyes then fell back on Castiel, her softness from earlier gone. It was going to take her a bit to trust him, even if he was there to help them with Madison. She sighed inwardly and focused on her hand in Dean’s and their intertwined fingers. The atmosphere here was a bit heavy and she didn’t like it, thankfully she had something, rather someone she could focus on to keep her relatively calm while being here. Esme tightened her grip on Dean’s hand as she stood there next to him.


[h2]Sam Winchester[/h2]

Sam had felt Madison flinch when he took her hands in his, he had watched her as he spoke. Seeing her read his face, her shoulders dropping, and her face softening at his words. As she whispered, he smiled warmly seeing he was getting through to her. He shook his head softly to her apology to say she didn’t have to apologize. He was about to say something when she suddenly leaned forward, pressed her face into his chest and hugged him. He hesitated for a moment before he put his arms around her and hugged her back, a small smile coming to his lips at her words. 

He knew she was still learning when hugs were appropriate, though he knew this was a sign of her giving over her trust to him. He could honestly say he was relieved to know that she trusted him. It meant that he didn’t have to be so on his toes or walk on eggshells when around her. “You don’t have to apologize for that. It was a natural reaction.” he told her softly as he rubbed her back. “And you’re welcome.” He turned his head to the door after a moment when he heard voices drifting through it and into the room. “Looks like they finally made it here,” he whispered. 

He even heard Esme speak up and she didn’t sound all that happy when she spoke. Her tone was quite different from when he spoke to her at the motel and she was carrying on with Dean. Sam wondered what could have happened to have changed her mood since then. He then looked down at Madison. “Should we go and see what’s going on in there?”