[b]MIKA[/b]

It was difficult at several moments to stay out when they had their chat and admitted to each other some very hard truths. There were times when she did want to just run, get away so she could get her thoughts and emotions in check without looking him in the face, but if she was going to tell him she was determined to change and fight for them? She had to stay put and that's why she did. She could have easily gotten angry at him, could have made up new reasons to shout and scream at him, but she was just too tired of doing that. She didn't know if it was because she had actually matured quite a lot in the four months he was in Hell or the situation that happened the night before made her see that life was too short and she had to keep those she loved close to her, but whatever the reason was, she was actually thankful for taking the more positive choice. 

She knew as well as any hunter that growing old whilst in this life was a rare luxury, but she wanted to fight to get them both an opportunity to try and get that luxury. It was her way of telling him if they had normal lives she would marry him if they ever came up. She had always said she was his, and that feeling had never gone away. Yes, she did love Ethan for a while, but that filtered out the moment Dean had crept back into her head during that time apart. She still hated how her and Ethan ended, how violent they both were and vile they were with their words. She still regretted those words, Ethan never deserved any of it but leaving on such bad terms almost made it easier for her to leave him and to run back to Dean. That night would forever be seared into her mind. 

[I] “dammit Bobby just tell me where he is! I've already tried Duke, but I can't get through to him. Please! I'm begging you, I need to see him!” She practically screamed down the phone as she had him on speaker whilst she drove down the road and out of town. Her face is tear stained, knuckles bruised and cut from when she punched Ethan's worktop in frustration. A little nick on her left cheek, just under her eye when she dodged a flying vase he threw at her. Hair disheveled from the argument and fight. She just had to get to Dean, if she could just find him and beg him to take her back, get answers for all those late night phone calls….she could at least get an answer one way or another of where she stood with him. She had to know where the two of them stood with each other. If she and him were never to be again, then she had to stop all contact. Make it known to Dean that if they were to be apart then the calls had to stop. But she hoped it would be different, that he would pick her over this other woman. 

She knew Dean in ways that no one else did or could. She wasn't ready to let go of their history. To let go of all those memories of him sneaking into her house via her bedroom window, the way he stood up to her dad to protect her. “..fine kid, I'll text you his location” came the words she was waiting for finally from her phone. “thank you” she said, ending the call and kept driving. 

When she found Dean again, she stood in the distance watching him. It had started raining, and she tried to convince herself to move forward. “Just move girl..just move…” she told herself. After a pep talk to herself, she managed to step forward as they locked eyes. “...hi” she simply said looking like a drowned rat, vulnerable as she just looked at him.[/I]

Him confirming to her that he would fight to live as long as possible with her made her snap out of her memory. It was probably the first time she ever heard him say it. She always thought it was slightly one sided but to finally hear him say those words made her rethink that belief. As he rocked forward and kissed her deeply and passionately, she knew the kiss all too well. She kissed him back just deeply and passionately, her hands placing themselves on his hips before he reluctantly pulled away in an act of self control. She opened her eyes slowly and looked him in the eye. His green eyes always making her feel like the world just fades out into oblivion. They were so bright in comparison to her incredibly dark eyes, just yet another thing about him that seemed so different to her but complimented her perfectly. 

Nodding at his words, she hoped it would be true. “And I'll always be there too. Let's just hope it goes our way. I can't handle thinking of any other way” she told him. 

[b]NATALIA[/b]

In the bathroom, Nat wouldn't help but raise an eyebrow when Anna locked the door behind them both. She suddenly got a feeling this wasn't a case of Anna just not wanting to go here on her own. She leaned against the nearby sink as she watched Anna give a little smirk before she turned serious and began talking about Cason. At first, she thought maybe she was going to check what Nat's feelings truly were toward Cason or give her advice on how to deal with him as Anna had spent a lot of time with him, but that wasn't the case. She began to vaguely talk about the barn, which made Natalia frown and look at the ground as Anna spoke. She did eventually look back up at the woman, taking in what she was being told. All she knew was that Cason said it was complicated but he was fine. She, of course, thought from his tone that there was more to it than just being complicated but as he wasn't prepared to bombard her with what happened at the time, she wasn't going to press him on it. 

Instead of speaking up, she just listened to Anna. The girl clearly needed to get something off her chest so she wasn't going to interrupt that incase Anna bottled it and closed herself off again. She wanted to be Anna's friend, be someone who Anna felt she could turn to and talk to whenever she needed it. She wanted to be someone Anna could count on to be her ally and not just because she was dating Sam. “Well I for one am happy you're with Sam. You make him happy” she simply commented as she saw Anna begin to try and smile. It made her begin to smile back, but that smile didn't last long as Anna's next words got her instantly worried. ‘when we left him’ were the words that echoed and repeated round her mind as she heard Anna continue talking. 

“Uhh..care to elaborate? What do you mean, when you guys left Cason?” She asked her, folding her arms across her chest to stop herself from pushing herself into an upright position. “Anna, what do you mean by that? He just told me it was complicated, but I always felt there was more to it. What happened in the barn?” She asked her, now wanting the full truth, no matter how painful it would be to hear. She had to know what Cason was holding back from her, no matter the reason for keeping her in the dark about it. 

[b]SAM[/b]

Sam was oblivious to the way the waitress had spoken to him. He just saw it as her being friendly because he, Nat, Mika and Dean had become known in town thanks to their links to Bobby. He was so in love with Anna, he didn't even notice when other girls would flirt with him. 

In the booth as they waited for their food and the girls, he listened to Cason's reply and acceptance of his thanks. He gave a nod, accepting his reply as the truth even if he would always regret not being there for Natalia when it really mattered. Though it would have been a stronger sense of regret if Mika and Dean hadn't gone after her as well as Cason. He couldn't bear the thought of Nat dying alone and her thinking none of them cared enough to try and save her. He gave Cason time to then explain how he felt about Natalia after his initial words, seeing how Cason had carefully chosen his words about his relationship with her. Hearing him say he would do anything to keep Nat safe, he could hear it was the truth in Cason's tone and that was all well and good but keeping his sister safe was just one part of being involved with her in his eyes. He didn't want Cason stringing her along, make her get emotionally attached if Cason wasn't going to be able to do the same. 

All his knowledge told him that demons were incapable of feeling emotions like love, so how did Cason really feel about Nat? “But how do you feel about her? Outside of being fiercely protective? I've never seen her this happy before and I don't want her heart to be broken. I'm willing to give you a chance, more so than Dean ever will…I just need to know she'll not get emotionally hurt by you” he told him honestly, deciding to just get straight to the point. “I love that girl and I just wanna protect her the way our dad never did” he added with a soft sigh, wondering what was taking the girls so long. He didn't want to lecture Cason, but he needed convincing that Cason was actually being truthful with him as he knew how well demons lied. He needed to know as much as possible if he were to take his side when Dean eventually noticed the bond that Cason and Nat had developed properly. He knew Dean would take it well whatsoever and Nat would need all the allies she could get to defend her decisions to be with Cason.