[h2]Esme Stirling[/h2]

Esme’s eyes narrowed more as she looked at Castiel and he confirmed that he would have sent her to wake Madison instead of Sam. Yes, she knew the answer was coming, but for him to come out and admit it was upsetting even if she was the least likely to end up dead out of her and Sam. She hardly noticed when Dean turned towards her. Even when he rubbed his thumb gently on her face, she didn’t take her eyes off of Castiel, but it did stop her from throwing out another comment. Her hand stayed tightened on Dean’s as he replied to Castiel. She would have agreed wholeheartedly with Dean if she hadn’t had spent time with Madison alone, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to get that through to Dean right now. 

Yes, she knew Madison could be dangerous, but she had to believe that Madison could learn to keep herself in control after what she had seen. Though, after hearing Dean’s comeback and what she felt coming off him to Castiel saying she was mostly human, she knew it was going to take a lot to convince Dean otherwise. She held back the flinch that came to her at Dean saying he would be nice to Madison until decisions needed to be made and would take care of it if he had to. Esme watched as Castiel huffed, turned and walked away into the kitchen, not even turning back as Dean called after him. 

She continued to stare into the kitchen with narrowed eyes after Castiel disappeared around the corner. When Dean apologized, a sigh escaped through her nose, but still didn’t pull her gaze from the kitchen. “You don’t have to apologize, Dean. You’re not the only one that doesn’t want her to hurt anyone.” she breathed. It was true that she didn’t want Madison to hurt anyone, but she also didn’t want it to come down to where they had to kill her.

[h2]Sam Winchester[/h2]

Sam looked up from Madison’s head and at the door, listening to the voices still coming through the door. He pulled his gaze from the door when Madison pulled away from his hug, seeing her nod and glance at the door nervously. He frowned a bit at her words, though he couldn’t blame her for fearing Dean after everything that had happened. Sam then placed both of his hands on her shoulders gently, a serious look came to his face. “Don't worry about Dean. I can handle him.” he told her. “I won’t let him hurt you. I do think it would be a good idea for you to stay close to me and possibly Esme as much as you can. 

He won’t do anything as long as you’re close to one of us.” He held back the sigh that tried to escape him. He knew Dean would never forgive himself if he were to hurt himself or Esme, so it was a good bet Madison would be fine if she were with either of them. Sam glanced back at the door, hearing that the voices had died down for the moment. He then removed his hands from her shoulders and stood up from the bed. Looking down at her, he offered her a hand to help her off the bed. “It’ll be alright.” he said warmly with a small smile. She couldn’t stay in this room the whole time they were here. 

She would eventually have to be around Dean. He hoped the more they were in the same room, with at least one person between them, he would come around and not feel the need to kill her every time he laid eyes on her.