[b]MIKA[/b]

Mika was genuinely happy for Duke that he finally got things figured out with Esme and he could have the girl he's always loved. Despite her cold demeanor that grew over the years, she did still love love. She still wanted those she adored to be happy. She watched as Duke wrapped an arm round Esme's waist and added that by the time Dean had been given advice by him and herself, he walked out a lot calmer than he was when Duke walked in. She was feeling anxious still about the two siblings talking in private, even though she knew it had to be done. She took note of how Esme stayed close to Duke for comfort and how Duke kept her close. They really did look good together, she had to admit. As Esme explained what she found out from Natalia, or at least…what Natalia was willing to tell her, Mika listened intently. Hearing how Natalia was still struggling with her emotions broke her heart and made her want to rush out the kitchen and just bundle Nat up in a blanket and hug her. Yet she remained in place, hoping that Dean would be able to do that in her place. 

At the remark of how crap Dean is at telling people how he feels, she did have to smirk and half chuckle. “You're not wrong there” she commented before letting Esme continue on. “I really hope so too. They both need it, but that breaks my heart to hear out of all the things she's forgotten, that's one thing she remembers. If anything needed to be wiped from her memory- it's that. She will always be family” she replied with a sigh. Like Esme, she knew what it was like to have family not seeing eye to eye. She had witnessed her dad and Bobby argue enough times about whether she should have been visiting him and especially be near Dean and his dad. It was that rift after all that made her dad decide he was going to rip her from school and move state- only for that very night a Wendigo to come and slaughter both her parents and attempt to slaughter her. As much as she held a lot of resentment towards how her dad treated her as a kid, she still wished he didn't die in that horrific manner and even as an adult, she missed her mother dearly. So she understood why Natalia was struggling with so much, all whilst having pretended she was fine. She almost partially blamed herself for not doing anything before now, she should have seen the signs of the pain Nat was feeling inside, and like the boys, she did nothing. 

Esme's voice broke her out of her own thoughts and to say she was surprised by what was said would be an understatement. Yet when she really thought about it, she guessed it did make sense after all. Those closest to Natalia weren't there when she needed them, Esme was the closest thing to a stranger for Nat to be able to open to, especially as Esme knew exactly what Nat had gone through. “She's not someone who asks for help…as you’ve seen for yourself, she lashes out and storms off. She'd rather bottle it all up before that bottle overfills.” She sighed, stepping back and leaning against the fridge. “I know you said you need to be thanked but in my eyes? You do. This is the closest we've ever gotten to seeing what goes on in that head of hers. If she's asking you for help then please, help her.” She told her in a raw moment of honesty. “I love that girl like she's my own little sister. I just want her to heal and be happy” she added, the sadness in her eyes obvious. She will gladly be Esme's friend if Nat gets help from the woman. 

[b]NATALIA[/b]

Even though Natalia offered for Dean to sit beside her on the hood of her car, she still felt on edge having him so close to her. She hated being like this around, she just wanted a brother and here she was feeling like he was more of a stranger to her. The moment he said he wasn't going to beat around the bush, she convinced herself in seconds that he was going to try and explain his reasons for doing what he did. But he didn't and that surprised Natalia. She continued to listen to him, taking in his words about how she'd always be that kid sister to him in some ways. She never wanted to be treated like a kid, even though she knew it was inevitable because she was the youngest of John Winchester’s kids. There was no changing that fact even though it always left a bad taste in her mouth. The moment the words ‘i love you’ came out of his mouth, more silent tears began to spill over her bottom eyelid and down her face, making her hug herself even tighter. 

She thought about how to say everything she was thinking and feeling so she didn’t cause another shouting match. The energy to scream and shout was well and truly gone from her at this point- she was convinced that Esme hugged it all out of her, not that that was remotely possible. It was a comforting thought nonetheless. “All I’ve wanted is for you to see me as me…to have your respect…” she began to quietly say as she started shifting through her thoughts. “I’ve always felt you’ve resented me for being closer to Sam. That’d you prefer to just abandon me like dad did. I hate feeling like I don't belong or deserve the Winchester name. It’s breaking me down more and more each day” she continued, wiping at her face with the back of her hand. 

“You keeping this from me has just felt like it’s another way of controlling everything I do and am. I’m sorry I smashed your car window, I really am…I hate that yet again I’ve let my anger get the better of me. You always promise me we’ll be better but then shit like this happens. How can I believe anything you say to me?” she explained, slowly making herself turn to look at him finally. The heartbreak and feeling of loneliness evident in her brown eyes. “I can’t take being the unwanted half sibling anymore Dean…I can’t. I’ve tried everything to be worthy of your sister and all I do is fail. I’m sorry for being the sister you don’t want…” she said, her silent tears turning into sobbing as she shook and hugged her knees so tight, her knuckles were turning white in the dark light. 

“Maybe it would have been better if you never saved me that day” she cried. 

[b]SAM[/b]

Sam was about to lower his arms, figuring that Anna didn’t want a hug after all but then she walked round to him and climbed onto the bed. The actions instantly became familiar to him as she curled up and rested her head on his thigh. He then lowered his arms slowly and gently, wrapping one over her shoulders and his other hand, gently placed on top of her head where he stroked her hair. “You don’t need to thank me babygirl” He said back to her.  “What Dean did was absolutely out of order and believe me, I made it known I did not agree with him or his actions” he explained, feeling it was important that she knew he stood up to Dean for a change. “I’m done seeing him get his opinions out in violent ways. He had no right hurting you and he definitely had no right to say what he did.” he continued, still stroking her hair. 

He was actually now more worried about having left Nat behind, but he knew Cason had her back. The idea of leaving Dean with any of the others was a concern, he was just trying to tell himself that at least Mika and Duke were there to reel him in. He would no doubt hear all of Dean’s complaints when he eventually went back, but he could take the shouting and the punches. As long as it meant Dean didn’t lay a hand on any of the girls. “What he said to you wasn’t true, not in the slightest. I know for a fact none of us think of you as solely a weapon. Mika adores you like family, Nat is growing very fond of you. She doesn’t let just anyone in and she’s let you in. Duke clearly likes you, I don’t think it’s possible for him to see a person as anything other than a human worth being nice to” he smiled. 

“Esme? Well I’ve not seen any hint of her seeing you in a negative light. As for me? Well you know I love you dearly.” he finished saying to her, hoping yet again his words would bring her some comfort. He knew Dean’s words would take a long time to fully vanish from her mind, but he was determined to wipe them from her mind bit by bit until there was none of them left. All she needed to think about was the truth and what things he said to her. “I won’t stop reminding you you’re loved, wanted and family until you believe it yourself.” he told her, looking down at her head, hoping that what he said and his little soothing actions were enough to calm her down.