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30something who loves to rp to pass the time and meet new people! When the world is right, I'm a character entertainer for a party business and do fan films. Utter geek who loves gaming and reading and rather addicted to the art therapy colouring books haha!

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It saddened her that he admitted she was probably the only one that would be there for him whenever he needed a shoulder to cry on or an ear to hear him. It almost made her realise just how much more important it was that she was there for him and feel validated in her own way to herself. That she was wanted and needed by someone and not just another person who no one gave a crap about.

She watched him as he looked her up and down then gestured to herself and it suddenly reminded her that neither were in a very presentable state to be walking around town. She chuckled with him and nodded in agreement, "you're probably right, it's bad enough we gotta walk home. So maybe hang out in the lot would be better" she replied to him after he gave his own suggestion.

The fact he could still make a quip or two brought some relief to her as it meant he wasn't entirely lost inside himself. She listened to him admit he wasn't touchy feely but that he wanted nothing more than to survive so he could see her, looking him in the eyes the entire time before she pecked his lips back.

With the decision made she stepped back just enough to give him room to stand from his barstool, taking his hand back and let him tell Jess about getting the mess sorted by leaving a note to Bobby. She said her brief goodbye to Jess as well as saying sorry for everything once again as she walked to the main with Dean, trying to avoid drawing any attention to people in the movie theatre half.

Exiting the bar, the cool air hit her in the face, a welcoming sigh escaping her as she took in the breeze. "and the walk home begins" she smiled, squeezing his hand and began walking back to Bobby's with him. She avoided as much eye contact from anyone else in the street as possible so not tod raw too much attention, though she was aware plenty of people in town knew she was Bobby's family in some way and with her current appearance and Dean's appearance, she could only imagine the kinds of hushed conversations that would be had.

As long as she avoided any of Sherrif Mills' police so word wouldn't get back to the woman over it, she decided she wouldn't worry too much.
Mika was half expecting to have him refuse to the offer of listening if he wanted to talk, so when he started talking it showed just how much they had grown as a couple to her and how much trust he truly had in her. Hearing that he almost died made her go slightly wide eyed, keeping her eyes on him and her hand in his.

She remained silent as he spoke, not wanting to interrupt him as he got what he needed to off his chest. Shhe couldn't believe that John would think a hunt that required a minimum of eight hunters could be dealt with successfully with just him and Dean. It was hard to not think even lower of John at that moment. Yet she could also see why John would feel it was too critical to just leave unattended as it involved kids.

As he explained about how a woman who was clearly a werewolf just ambushed Dean. The idea that he could have died alone because John was busy dealing with the newly turned werewolves broke her heart. It ripped it into a thousand pieces and she found it difficult to not let out a few tears for him. She slowly nodded in understanding as he explained about how a woman patched him up, but anger bubbled inside her when John just started plans of Dean's death before even making sure he survived or not.

No wonder he wanted to rush to her and Bobby's so quickly, to the point he didn't even let her know he was coming. She would have wanted to run to the only safe haven she knew of if she was in his place. She always felt lucky to still have him in her life but how she felt even more grateful for it. She could be grieving him right now, going absolutely insane like he did when he thought she was dead, but she had the luck to not have to go through that.

Seeing his shrug to show he was done talking for now, she got off her stool, pulled her hands out of his and just hugged him tightly, not knowing if any words that would nearly be enough, not after she had already told him what she felt before the story. She tried to find words to say to him but nothing felt appropriate to her, so she silently kept ahold of him.

"what happened to those kids wasn't your fault Dean..." she finally whispered to him, kissing the top of his head. Pulling away just enough to look at him in his eyes, placing a kiss on his lips, letting git linger for a couple of moments then pulling away again. "we don't have to talk about it anymore if you don't want to. But know I'll always be here for you when you need someone to talk to." she told him.

"how about we head home?" she asked him. "or we could walk round town judt to clear our heads before heading home" she suggested another option. Whatever he wanted to do, she would go along with it.
She let him digest what she was saying, she wasn't sober herself but she wasn't as drunk as he was. Yet she was still sure that the alcohol had something to do with making it easier for her to te him what she has always thought. As what she said computed to him, she smiled as he said he would love to have her around forever and how much he truly needed her.

His words brought the curiosities back of what happened on that last hunt of his before he made his way back to her and Bobby. She also knew that he would probably cringe at her words as he always struggled with accepting the reality that someone would want to be in his life willingly and be devoted to him. Yet she also knew that she would say it until she was blue in the face to keep reminding him that he was worthy of being loved and to love. That she had always seen more to him than anyone else did and always would.

Hearing him tell her he loved her back made her keep the smile on her face, having never doubted his love for her. Even despite the fights and arguments.

She knew as much as Dean did that Bobby would be hesitant to let her go with him because of last time and she knew it would take a lot of convincing to make Bobby agree, but it would be worth it. She didn't have the heart to just run out on Bobby without a word, not after he spent so many years nursing her back to health and practically raising her.

Then came the mention of the last hunt and a bit more information with it. "you wanna tell me about what did happen?" he asked him softly, looking concerned for him, knowing it must have been bad if he was so hesitant to speak of it before now and the scratches down his chest.
If they had to share John's car when finding him again, she may have been a bit more hesitant at following Dean back into the field metaphorically speaking, but the fact she had her own car, it meant her and Dean could find John and stay in her car, taking turns to drive and reduce the amount of conflicts as possible. Yet when they did have to share John's impala, then they would but she hoped that would be rare in comparison.

She smirked at him calling her like Sammy in the regard of butting heads with John but she also saw the brief moment of sadness in his face when he brought up his baby brother once more. She followed his movements with her eyes only as he tapped the glass down on the bar for another drink. Seeing the signal Jess gave she gave her a silent nod in thanks for her making the signal that Dean shouldn't have another drink after this one she just poured him.

There had been so many times when she wanted to ask Dean the question she finally asked, but until now she didn't see a valid reason for asking it. Hells, she didn't want to ask it now but she knew if she was to be around John then she had to know what persona he knew her as so she knew what she was going to be walking into. She was also convinced Bobby wouldn't be best pleased with her going off with Dean and being around John so much.

So she listened to his answer when he plucked up the inner strength to give her it, nodding in understanding. She knew John wasn't ever her biggest fan, but there were times when she thought he sort of liked her because she wasn't like the other girls he used to go around with. Hearing that wasn't the case made her realise that the Chambers/Winchester/Singer family fued triangle clearly went deeper than either her or Dean truly realised.

Yet the slither of hope she did get out of his words was that she was his reason early on to want out of the hunter's life and actually settle down. She squeezed his hand that was still on his lap, leaning forward and kissing him softly and briefly before pulling away, "hey.. Listen to me Dean Winchester. You are NEVER going to go through anything alone again with me around. We're a team. We have defied so many odds to be together again and I won't let you do anything alone, just like you won't let me do anything alone. You and me? We're forever. We're home. No matter what." she told him with strong conviction.

Sure, they have their issues and they fight, have angry sex to make up with each other and so forth but at the end of it all they were solid and too stubborn to let each other break up for long. "I love you Dean. If sitting down and talking with your dad is what it takes to be with you then I'll do it. But first we gotta convince dear ol' Uncle Bobby" she told him, ending it on a slightly more lighthearted tone.
Mika couldn't help but smirk slightly as Dean said about bar fights being his gig, whilst also not being able to ever disagree that the other guy came out worse this time. She was pretty sure having heads laying around the bar couldn't get any more worse off than Dean. She gave a half nod half shrug at his comment as she kept the smirk on her face. She knew just as well as anyone else how bad he could get into bar fights, she couldn't ever forget in a hurry those nights where she wasn't her and found him staggering back to one motel or another looking worse for wear due to fights.

So she could easily imagine how it's have been just bad in this bar on numerous occasions when she was hiding from Dean in Bobby's. She noted how Jess gladly topped up his drink once more as he then brought it back to him and spoke out loud his idea. An idea she wasn't expecting so soon to creep up, especially as it meant being around John. The one bloke she wanted to sucker punch the most for how he spoke about her (his description of her as poison being massively to blame about how she saw herself at times) and more importantly, how he treated his boys.

She downed what was left of her drink, putting the glass down on the bar once again and thought about what he was saying to her as she watched him twist his arm round and hold her hand. As he kissed her knuckles, she felt like she couldn't say no to the guy. "alright, ill get back into the game with you" she replied with a soft but warm smile that was echoed within her eyes.

"but... If your dad says one thing out of place I remain the right to punch him in his face" she smirked, knowing that neither of them could ever forget how much she would love to do it. "I'm not gonna stand by and let him talk to either of us like shit...but I gotta ask, does he still think I'm Kenzi?" she said to him, not wanting to bring the mood down, but she felt like she needed to know what she would be walking into.

If John thought of her as Kenzi, then she would have great pleasure in shocking him sharply by declaring she was her true self. Just to see that smug face be wiped...for once.
The way he looked at her, she could tell that John had been telling him all the wrong things when it came to a bloody nose. It was however a common myth that one would need to tip their head back but it was in fact the worst thing to do, as she explained to Dean.

She smiled at his retort reiterating that what she did tonight made her perfect in his eyes, which despite her being modest on idea, she was incredibly thankful for the comment. "I'll always have your back, forever and always" she told him as she walked them both to the bar and sat down, taking her glass of whiskey and drinking it gladly before she apologised to Jess whilst also thanking her for the drinks.

When Jess said that her uncle owed her, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and wonder what he owed her for. She didn't recall anything that he had outstanding with people, but then again she had been in her own little world lately when she was helping man the phones. She too shook her head when Jess asked if they needed anyone called for them, not wanting to disturb Bobby if he was still sleeping, it wasn't fair on the guy after overworking himself senseless to keep things ticking over, whilst also looking after her.

Something struck her about Jess and wondered just how much of the hunter's life she did indeed know and how she knew it, but she wasn't going to get into that line of questioning now. She was too tired to have an intense conversation and wanted to simply enjoy her drinks with Dean and unwind.

She looked back at Dean as he looked at her and asked her his question, half scoffing a chuckle and nodded. "you know what? It strangely was..I mean, it would have been more perfect without the vamps hitting on me and starting a bar fight to end all barfights, but after being stuck at home? It felt good at the same time to end it like that" she chuckled, swirling what bit of whiskey she had left in her glass around.

"And like you say, we make one hell of a team together." she smiled, stretching one hand across and patting his wrist.
Mika did usually give warnings, but this time she just wanted to fix his nose before it got worse for him, she also didn't want to leave him dreading when it was going to happen so, she acted like it was a band-aid situation and just did it. As he gripped her wrist tightly, she took on the pain knowing he needed it. "Sorry, but was for the best" she replied to him.

When he tilted his head back, she sighed and rolled her eyes, moving his head forward again a bit, "Don't lean your head back, do you wanna have blood fill your throat and drown you from the inside?" she said to him, but nodded at his thanks. She had almost forgotten about the bartender being in the building until he looked up and gave her a small smile of thanks. She felt bad for having the bar get into such a state and knew they'd have to some how make it up to the bartender.

As much as she would have loved the night to have ended without the impromptu hunt and bar fight, she really didn't mind that it did. It almost revitalised her if she was honest with herself after being grounded and not allowed to do a single hunt. She also knew it wouldn't be them if something didn't become a spanner in their plans. So for this she didn't blame Dean in the slightest, neither of them were to know the two hitting on her were vampires at first.

She smiled when he called her perfect, seeing his eyes light up as he told her. "I'm far from perfect Dean" she told him modestly, before standing up onto her feet and helping him up in the process. She then turned back to the bartender, "Thanks for the drinks. We'll uhh...clean this mess up when we leave" she offered to her.
MIKA CHAMBERS AND DEAN WINCHESTER (COLLAB)

She felt Nat gripping her tightly in an attempt to try and stop her from shaking out anxiety and trying with all her might not to cry. What she didn't know was that Natalia was also holding her in place for fear of Esme coming back into the room and Mika just lunging for her. She would like to think Mika wouldn't go that far, butseeing as she held them all at gunpoint over Dean's temporary death, she wasn't going to take any chances. All she did know was that there was absolutely no way in the universe was she going to let Dean know what Mika did. Her brother didn't need that on his conscious.

Both women only seemed to move in any way when they caught out the corner of their eyes Dean coming round to the back garage and go to his car. Mika lightly shrugged out of natalia's arms successfully this time and stepped to the door but didn't exit just yet. She just wanted to see how Dean was and if Esme was with him or not. Luckily for her, he was on his own and looking utterly wrapped up in inner conflict, which told her he was either regretting singing to Esme or wondering what the hell to do about his feelings. Which also meant that either of those options told her he had feelings toward Esme in some way and there most definitely history between them. A worry that plagued her since they first met in the hotel.



She looked at Nat as if to seek the answer if she should follow him out or not but all she got was a shrug from the woman. Natalia felt just as confused on what was the right thing to do as Mika was. Looking back out toward Dean on the car, Mika slowly stepped outside, slowly walking toward him and his impala when she heard more music begin to play and wondered what was going on with all these melodies playing. Words just seemed to flow into her mind and before she could stop herself as she stood in front of the impala and Dean, she began singing to him, "Baby forgive me, did I do something wrong?".

Dean ran his hands into his hair slightly, opening his eyes at the music playing again. He furrowed his brow, confused, until the words started to flow out of his own mouth against his will, again.

" I don't wanna talk. Can't we just let it go?", he sang, gritting his teeth after the words left his mouth. He closed his eyes tightly, keeping his hands against his forehead.

"What could be so bad, that you'd leave me hanging on?" she continued to sing back and she hated that these words were coming out of her mouth. She wanted to fight the lyrics but she couldn't, she hated that whatever was doing this was giving her this song to Dean, when he sang a damn love song to Esme. It wasn't fair in her eyes, even if it was accurate for them.

"I lay in bed at night contemplating, why the hell you gotta keep me waiting" she sang more, stepping closer to him, looking at him look at her pleadingly as if she had some sort of answer but she didn't. She was just as confused as he was. She didn't want to sing these words to him, she wanted to tell him how she really felt, how she felt beautiful with him, how much she loved him, anything but these painful words of worry of losing him, or that she felt they were closing each other out...again. "Everytime i try and get a little closer, you shut down and the conversations over, I'm right here but you leave me in the dark, show me your private parts. Give it up baby, what are you afraid of? Love sucks when you don't know what it's made of? We get naked but I can't undress your heart, show me your private parts" Tears started falling down her face that she had been holding in for far too long.

Dean stared at her as she sang, reaching a hand out to try and console her as she began to cry. This wasn't anything he would ever have wanted. He wanted to tell her everything about the situation with Esme, either to ease her mind or just to get it off his chest. He shook his head, leaning in close to her lips as she stood close to him singing, [i]"Show me your private parts...[i]", he echoed her, but along with the lyrics of the song, a force pulled him back from her, turning him to the side with his knees against his chest and his face buried.

As he reached out to her, she held out to grab his hand, just wanting to be close to him, she closed her eyes as she felt his breath on her face from getting so close, but when he pulled back from her it was like she was breaking all over again. She found herself praying to whoever was doing this to just stop putting them through this pain. "I can't remember the last time this felt real...." she sang which wasn't true in the slightest in her head.

"And how can you blame me, for feeling the way I feel?" she continued between his lines, "I can take a little hesitating, i'll wait forever if it's worth the waiting!"

"I would've cut you out if I didn't love you...", he sang in time with her, causing his eyes to flutter closed, admitting something that was half true for him. The chaos in their relationship hit fever pitches where he just wanted to run far away. It was what had made Esme intriguing to him in the first place. Their difference.

"I'm not blaming you. I'm just trying to figure it out...", he sang, another truth as he growled in between singing.

When it came to the chorus, she sang with him, the same lines as she desperately wanted to comfort him, be close with him but his actions with the lyrics were just making her scared to go to him. She did know however that him singing about figuring it out was true. She could see it in his body language. "Everytime I try and get a little bit closer, you shut down and the conversations over. I'm right here but you leave me in the dark, show me your private parts! Give it up Baby, what are you afraid of? Love sucks when you don't know what it's made of, we get naked but I can't undress your heart, show me your private parts!"

"They say that silence is gold, but I think that's a lie! You think I already know, but I can't read your miiiiind" she sang with more emotion that she thought was even possible, before her voice started to break as she sang, repeating the chorus once more before the trance was broken, making her stumble backwards.

Dean pulled his face away from his knees, lowering his legs off the Impala and his feet crunching into the gravel as he stepped up to her, looking straight into her eyes, despite her worry as she sang with her. He placed both his hands on her face, as they sang the chorus together, her voice piercing through his heart with every word mixing with his.

However, when he stopped singing, simply staring at her with tears in his eyes, he didn't know how to react to her being so emotional. It wasn't that common, anymore for them to have these moments, in normal times, much less out of Supernatural means.

As the song ended, he gasped, his concentrating eyes breaking into pure fear, upset, and worry as he let out a shuddering sigh and let her go, stepping back. He leaned back against the Impala, and pressed his chin against his chest, shaking his head.

NATALIA WINCHESTER

Natalia stood by the kitchen doorway and saw that whatever had made Sam and Anna sing back at the warehouse and now made Dean sing to Esme was effecting Mika and Dean together. Hearing the lyrics due to how close she was was breaking her heart for the two of them. She sighed as she tried to pull herself from watching the two of them, which she managed to do and walked back into the main room with Cason and Bobby. "i'm really sick of this shitshow of ours...." she sighed, rubbing her forehead and grabbing the bottle of whiskey that was on Bobby's desk, pouring herself a drink and swigging it down in one hit.

"I swear, whatever is doing this to everyone I'm gonna kill it the brutally..." she mumbled.

SAM WINCHESTER

Hearing Annabeth plead and beg him to let her out, say how she was seeing things or hearing things as she detoxed from the demon blood broke him in two. He just knew that if he ever got that bad on his own addiction to the blood, Dean wouldn't hesitate to be doing the same thing to him. It felt he was getting a premonition of what could and would happen to him and it wasn't pleasant in the slightest.

"I'm not going to let you die Anna, you can count on me for that but this is for the best. Please, just trust me...." he practically begged her at this stage as he tried his hardest to hold it together. He could hear the music and singing going on yet again and sighed feeling like their group couldn't catch a break.

"If.....if I come in, will you promise not to try and escape?" he finally asked her.
Chas listened to Trish talk about her parents and how she thought it was unfair Josh had to step up as her brother and parents all in one. He really felt sorry for the kid and couldn't imagine how something like this would effect his own daughter Geraldine if anything should happen to both him and Renee. He only had so many extra lives after all and Renee had the one. He hugged Trish and wiped her tears, "Josh has done that because he loves you Trish. It's what families do." he told her softly.

Josh let Serena speak what was on her mind, always finding he was an easy listener to people, especially since he took over raising Trish. "hey..." he started saying, placing his hands on hers that were holding the blankets. "you are a badass. What I witnessed you accomplish saving my kid sister in the hospital was utterly incredible. Its no wonder you'd be drained after that. You did it all whilst being injured yourself. I have no doubt that you'll be able to keep up." he told her." you just need some sleep, that's all" he added, not realising that he was rubbing his thumbs against the backs of her hands.

Kay sighed at John's stubbornness to not rest and feel determined to just plow through with what they needed to do. "fine.. But if you get any more tired I'm gonna nag you until you get a nap in. Only after then shall we deal with Seattle" she told him defiantly. She didn't want him burning himself out, knowing if he didn't get well rested then he wouldn't be able to concentrate to his best ability which is what always causes mistakes.
With him agreeing to letting her put his nose back into place so it could heal properly, she was about to do so when he lightheartedly protested at her calling him the damsel but couldn't protest too much as she had saved his ass just as much as he had saved hers. They always seemed to be even on that front somehow and somehow it seemed so perfectly and typically them.

As he wiped the few droplets of blood off of her face, she screwed her nose and eyes shut in a way that she hadn't done since they were kids. She didn't know why she reacted in such a way but it just happened. Yet his remark in response to her comment about the date night made her chuckle back. "happy date night" she joked back.

She wasn't entirely surprised that he followed her eyes down to her side when she felt a twinge, nor was she surprised when he went into over protective/healer mode on her. "you and me both. Didn't even feel it happen" she told him honestly, letting him check how deep the shard of wood seemed to be before nodding at his instructions and taking in a deep breath where she started to count with him but in her mind, only to grit her teeth and vocally wince from him yanking the shard out.

As he shrugged her off of him, she let herself sit back ever so slightly to expose her waist to him a bit more so he had better access to it. She took the sleeves of his overshirt I to her hands gladly, knowing exactly what it was he was doing. She winced and hissed as he pressed the bandana against it, letting him take the sleeves once again and tying it tightly round her waist.

She smirked at his comment "well I can't let you have all the fun now can I?" she chuckled, kissing him back more than gladly. "for us at any rate" she smirked back at him, sitting up a bit more again and going back to his nose. "now.. Let's fix this nose of yours" she told him, pecking his lips once more and then lifting her hands up to his nose, feeling where it was broken and then looked him right in the eyes, then without warning she used the right amount of pressure and reset his nose with a slight crunch.

Grabbing the towel again, she held it up to his nose for the blood that was in it to flow out with any danger to him, stroking his cheek with her free hand.

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