[h3] Cason [/h3]

Cason smirked when Nat seemed to be ripped from her thoughts to order food.  Though her order caused him to scrunch up his nose.  They were direct opposites in their taste in food, which didn’t really surprise him.  Her brothers were both walking heart attacks, especially Dean.  At least Sam seemed to try to take care of himself.  But when she pulled her wallet, he began to protest, holding up a hand until she spoke.  He sighed and dropped the hand, and glanced around, “Fine…”

He gave a small smile to let her know he wasn’t upset, and as the food came up and they were ready to go sit down at a table, he reached for the food.  Nat grabbed all the food she could carry, causing him to reach a hand out to try and keep her from dropping half of it on the ground, but with a small chuckle, he shook his head and reached back for the rest.  Nodding politely to the cook, he followed her away toward the tables.  

As he approached, he realized she had sat her puppy in one of the chairs, and once again, he couldn’t help but chuckle and shake his head.  He pulled one of the chairs and sat down, setting the food down on the table between them.  He carefully pulled his fries toward him, making sure that he got the right ones, and quickly pushed one into his mouth.  While was chewing, he leaned forward, “You really should eat better if you wanna live past forty, you know…”

He chuckled and tapped his fingers on the table, “I mean, we’re just now getting to know each other.  I would hate something as boring as a heart attack to take you out.”

[h3] Dean [/h3]

Dean smiled brightly, not entirely sure if his mood was a good one or just an obligatory positive one, due to all the human stress around them at the moment.  Honestly, monster stress was easier to deal with, by far, than human stress.  At the suggestion that giving her the choice of movies was a bad idea, he laughed loudly, and shrugged his shoulders, “Honestly?  Even if the movie makes me wanna vomit, and I have issues staying awake or quiet because of how stupid the relationships are…it’s still better than any drama.  I’ll take what I can get.”

As they walked into the gas station, his smile remained on his face.  When she let go of his hand, he watched her head straight for the snacks, a moment that reminded him of the old days for sure.  She was always the snackier of the two.  He preferred actual pastries and pies, where it seemed Mika could fill an entire room with snack wrappers, and never even feel it in her gut.  He stepped away from her with a wave at the suggestion that he go get the pizza and beer.  Dean stepped over to the beer cooler, reached toward the bottom and pulled a case.  Letting the door slam, he walked up to the counter, where a nice lady already had her book ready, having overheard him and Mika speaking.

“What would you like?”, she asked him in a sweet voice.

“Well, hello, sweetheart!  We’ll take a pizza with basically whatever you got…”, he ordered, figuring that Mika could just pick off whatever she didn’t want, the way they always did.  The lady blushed and nodded sweetly at him, walking away from the counter.  Dean lifted the case of beer onto the counter, and then turned, leaning against it while he waited for Mika to finish finding her snacks.

[h3] Anna [/h3] 

Anna listened to what Sam was saying, but after the stress of the day, she honestly couldn’t think of anything she wanted to say about the drama.  In fact, she was kind of excited to get back and just experience the tension…something normal.  She watched Sam’s face for a while, a small smile on her face as she just took in all of his features, and concentrated on his fingers brushing her hair and her face, “Well, when we get back…I can’t wait to hear the girl gossip, if Nat is willing to talk, considering her thing with Cason.”

She smiled and closed her eyes.  After a few moments of him being back in bed and close to her, she slowly drifted off to sleep.  No dreams.  No visions.  No nightmares.  Just sleep.  She would wake up the next morning barely remembering falling asleep.

[h3] Duke [/h3]

Duke held onto Esme, trying to ignore how helpless he felt.  He didn’t know what to expect.  He didn’t know what would happen when she exploded, if he couldn’t bring her back from that edge.  He gritted his own teeth a bit as she tightened her own grip on his arm.  He didn’t move.  He only provided as much support to her body, “I got you.  C’mon…just hold on.”, he grunted, before she warned him, and her head fell back onto his shoulder.  Duke’s heart began to race, and he glanced over in Sarah’s direction, hoping that whatever this was couldn’t hurt her.  Esme would never forgive herself, if she hurt Sarah.

Before he could really warn Sarah or even react further, the explosion happened.  He growled loudly as he clenched down on Esme, half trying to cover her head, as if this was something around them, and not from inside her.  He faintly heard the screams of the demons that were lurking in the woods, mentally noting that at least they wouldn’t have to deal with them.  He wasn’t exactly in the mood to fight today.

As things settled, he panted, dropping to his knees with her in his arms.  He wasn’t just going to let her smash her face on the pavement, even if he was a bit freaked out.  As he pushed Esme’s hair out of her face, Sarah showed back up and he took a big deep breath, calming his own heart a bit.  He had to figure out how he was going to handle this, or Esme would start to push him away, and as usual, he would let her.  When she asked if she had scared him, he swallowed heavily, looking off into the distance for a moment to try and find his words.

“Um…yes.  But, it was bound to happen eventually…”, he panted, with an incredulous chuckle.  He took another deep breath, trying to steady his breathing as he placed a kiss to the side of her face, “I um…I need a bit of a chance to process the whole thing.  Not the wierdest thing I’ve ever seen.  Definitely the weirdest from you…but I um…I think I’m okay.  And you didn’t kill me with it, so that’s a plus.”, he explained breathlessly, finally breaking a smile as he processed things behind his eyes.  He wasn’t upset or ready to run away from her, he was just genuinely confused as to what her powers…meant.