FuriePhoenix

"From out of Nowhere" - SPN

LEXI

When Dean reassured her that she wasn't as terrible at this whole expressing her thoughts and feelings as she was thinking she was, she felt a sense of validation. Feeling him link their fingers quickly made her glance down at their hands and then back up at him and smile.

She couldn't help but chuckle all over again when he called himself a mess, then changing it to they were both a mess. It made her laugh because she knew deep down that he wasn't wrong in the slightest. "you're not wrong there" she agreed with an amused smile on her lips as she continued to feel his thumb rubbing against her hand, before he lifted her hand and kissed her knuckles. "Yeah you're probably right" she nodded, reluctantly letting go of his hands and going back to pushing the trolley down the aisle they were in and toward the till points.

The whole admitting she did really like him, despite them barely knowing each other gave her butterflies in her stomach. It made her feel like she did when she first saw Nate, which she could only imagine was a sign that she should follow what this feeling was and go with the flow. Maybe letting herself after a year, be involved with someone else wouldn't be too bad after all, she thought to herself.

As the two of them walked Mika's spirit stood off at a distance watching the two of them bring each other out their shells and smiled. He was finally learning to open up to someone and be the man she always loved. "I'm proud of you Dean" she spoke, confident that no one would see her, not even him, but she had to witness this for herself and still be there for him.

SAM

He was glad that Anya stopped grabbing for the notepad so he could have given more of a reason to why he wanted to know about her demon deal. He could see in her face that him admitting who he truly was was making her elated for whatever reason and if she was holding back her happiness at finding a Winchester then it must be pretty big of a deal for her to seek his help.

He let her take back the notepad to write down exactly what the deal was, sipping his coffee as he waited patiently for her to finish writing it all down. As she finished and pushed the pad back to him, he read it carefully, glanced very briefly to her then read what she put again. The demon was playing a little mermaid game card with this girl? That did not sit right with him in the slightest, and he was also glad that Dean wasn't around right now because if he knew what he was thinking, Dean wouldn't let him hear the end of it.

When he was done reading, he rose an eyebrow as if to question her what it was that her dad supposedly had a long time ago. It seemed that she understood his query from his look, as she pulled out another piece of paper and unfolded it before passing it over to her. What he saw on that paper shocked him as he didn't think he would see the Colt ever again, in any form.

"I hate to tell you Anya, but this gun hasn't been seen in a long time. We used it once but then got rid of it soon after." he told her truthfully. The memories of using that gun on that male phoenix just brought back horrific memories of how Mika died and he was now glad that it was him Anya found, and not Dean. He could easily imagine just how badly Dean would take this news.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

NATALIA

Before she fell asleep again, she wondered what Cason meant by that statement but she was just too tired to ask him. Instead she decided to do what he suggested and try and get some rest. "Don't be gone by the morning" she sleepily asked of him, her way of asking for him to stay in case another night terror hit her. Something she was incredibly scared of happening. She was always terrified of the night terror coming back when she fell back asleep from waking up due to one, but truth was she never did. The second attempt to sleep was always successful but that fear of having another night terror never went away. There was also a part of her right now that was scared of waking up alone in the morning and finding her solace and freedom to be the real dream.

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When morning arrived, she was still initially in a deep sleep and if she had her own way, she would have gladly stayed asleep for a few more hours, yet it seemed Cason had other ideas and his ideas were incredibly valid. The feel of him gently tugging at her ear made her grumble and sleepily scrunch up her face. "that's because he's an ass..." she complained in reply as she slowly fluttered her eyes open, still partly wanting to protest at being awake. Looking across at him, she was honestly glad that he did indeed stay with her, even if her mind was seemingly to her, being her rational self again. Or at least, so it seemed for those few sleepy moments.

"Thank you...for not leaving me alone" she finally said, finding it unbelievable she was actually thanking him. With a yawn and stretch, she slowly forced herself to sit up a bit in the bed and that was when everything she said to Dean in spite finally hit her like a ton of bricks. "Oh man....I was a real bitch to Dean last night....wasn't I?" She said, then groaned and covered her face with her hands. Even if what she said was valid on any level, she always felt bad for talking to him like that. He took her in when he didn't want to all that time ago and that was how she repaid him last night? Spouting shit about his time in Hell? That was a low blow even for her. She was half expecting him to truly hate her and give her the silent treatment this morning when they came face to face with each other.

MIKA

Dean's thought process on why Nat told them all what truly happened was, dare she think, impressive. He had actually come to some pretty solid theories in her opinion and Mika most definitely agreed that Nat was more broken than they had ever thought before. His little quip about Sam did make her chuckle as he wasn't exactly wrong. She had seen many sides of the brothers growing up with them, and she knew it didn't matter what Nat said to Dean, they weren't going to abandon her. Abandoning her is what John did, and she was defiant in deciding that Nat could do anything to try and push them away but they would not do what John did. Nat was family and they did not leave family behind.

His thought process on what to do about the Cason situation made her nod in agreement. She could understand why he would want to tie Nat up and protect her from Cason, no matter what but she also was proud of him for acknowledging that he couldn't stop her from being around him either. She was an adult and no matter how much they hated it, they had to let Nat decide for herself if Cason was safe to be around. It made her all the more glad that she had gestured for him to come to bed and change that sad look on his face to a smirk.

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When Dean's alarm blared through the room loudly, she woke up instantly but she refused to open her eyes just yet. So instead, she let him shake her a bit before smirking ever so slightly as she couldn't pretend to be fast asleep any more. Opening her eyes, she sighed and sat up in bed as he rolled over and got up. "alright, oh and grab extra has browns for Nat, a peace offering of sorts" she suggested, forcing herself to get out of bed so she didn't fall back asleep when he left.

With Dean exiting the room, she used this moment to grab a quick shower as her hair felt like straw from all the dirt that was flying into the air of the crypt they were all stuck in the night before. Stepping her bare feet across the floor and into the bathroom. The moment her feet touched the cold floor she winced, making her speed up as she skipped and hopped into the shower and got the hot water running quickly. Getting into the shower was like a sharp awakening as the steam and heat of the water hit her skin, making her sigh with relief as it cleaned her and woke her up more. as she scrubbed her hair with the water, she used one hand to stretch over to grab some shampoo she left the day before on the shelf nearby and got to work washing her hair, dirt and grime running out of it and down the sink hole.

"Oh yeah...I definitely needed that" she sighed happily once she was done and stepping out, grabbing a towel and drying herself off a bit before wrapping it round her body and going into the main room to her duffel where she could grab some clean clothes. Pulling out a black top that was her usual go to and some wet look jeggings, she got dressed after drying off more.

She hoped Dean wouldn't be too long getting the breakfast for everyone as she got herself ready and made herself feel a bit more human. Then her thoughts went back to Natalia and whether or not she should go check on her. "Girl you should give Nat space" she warned herself, but whether or not she listened was proving a case of it going either way.

SAM

Whilst he was pacing back and forth trying to figure out what to do, who to turn to for advice, he just about noticed Dean step outside. He figured Dean was taking it upon himself to do the breakfast run if Mika was nowhere to be seen and that got him pondering whether he should ask Mika for advice if she was alone in the room. As he was pondering his options, he was aware of Dean bantering with Duke, to which he only then noticed himself that Duke and Esme were in the back of Dukes truck and less than dignified in the process.

Shaking his head, he mentally was prepping himself to go see Mika for advice on what to do, so much so that he didn't even notice that Dean had spotted him and came over, that is, until Dean spoke to him. Hearing the words 'Where's Anna' felt like a punch to the gut and he could answer in one way- a shrug. "I don't know man. I woke up and she was gone, with just this note left by her. She did a runner during the night, with all her stuff and I have no idea where she's gone. Did I seriously screw up that badly with her that she felt like leaving was the only choice?" he explained and asked his brother.

"I don't know what to do Dean" he admitted, trying to not look defeated but it was proving difficult. At that point Mika stepped out of her and Dean's room and saw Dean talking with Sam. "So much for the breakfast run" she muttered under her breath to herself, as she sighed and walked over to the two. "what's going on?" she asked, looking between them before gazing down at Sam's hand and seeing a handwritten note.

"Oh....which of the girls left?" she asked. Sam turned and looked at her, "Anna" he simply replied.

I am the fire - Constantine RP

Kay was ready to agree with Trish and smile at the beginning part of her reply, when the last part of her sentence made her frown and pause what she was doing. She knew what it was like to feel like you had screwed up a family member's life, but hearing that kind of talk from such a young child just broke her heart. It didn't feel right to hear from someone so young. She turned to face Trish as she put down what she was holding and sighed, "Trish stop what you're doing for a moment" she asked her. "Kiddo, listen to me, you have not screwed up his life okay? Trust me, I know what it's like to feel like that about family but you're still so young and believe me when I say I can guarantee that Josh doesn't think you've screwed up his life in the slightest." she began to explain to her softly. "Josh loves you like no other and as your big brother he would literally do anything for you. He would not change that for anything or anyone, but he also hasn't sacrificed being happy for himself and I'm sure Serena makes him happy" she tried to reassure her.

Fia glanced at him and then back down at the book she was flicking through. "Oh I don't really know to be honest but there's some interesting stuff in here" she replied as she flicked through the pages that had lore on many mythical and magical demons and beings. She wanted to initially think 'monsters' and 'beasts' but then she realised she would have been thinking of her own bloodline as either one of those words. "It's interesting either way, didn't know dad had this kind of book to be honest" she commented without even looking up from the book.

Josh smiled and nodded, whilst not wanting to intrude or come across as a complete and utter creep as she undressed for the bath. "Sure, you can ask me anything. What is it?" he asked her,

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

NATALIA

Cason freezing in his spot at her scurrying into him wasn't much of a surprise to Natalia, but she wasn't letting it really compute in her mind properly. Yet the moment he reacted positively after a few moments and wrapped an arm round her, even kissing her head she began to slowly gather herself before she asked the question she did. She wasn't expecting him to answer her question as she was barely realised that she even said it out loud, that was until he went quieter than quiet and she felt him tense up. She wished she could take back the question but it was out in the air now, so she couldn't take it back no matter how much she wished for it.

Then came a predictable answer but not the answer she wanted to hear. 'I don't know'. She nuzzled her head into him and nodded lightly against him in her own way to accept his answer of 'i don't know how to answer that', but she hoped he would find a way to answer her at some point. She just wanted answers for why of all people back in their group, it was HIM that she wanted to be around, it was HIS calmness she craved and felt she knew so well. Not Sam's, not Dean's.... Cason's. The demon of the group when all she ever wanted in life was to kill every single demon that ever crossed her path, but here she was wanting nothing but the comfort from a demon. A demon that almost tore her family apart by sleeping with her pseudo sister-in-law (or how she always saw Mika at any rate). None of this made sense to her.

Little did she realise just yet that he did know the answer, at least partially because he was the comfort and empathy she received at the asylum. He was the one that doing subtle things that kept the hope alive in her for someone to come and rescue her. She just wished that whatever the chat was that he wanted to have with her, it was to do with her queries and her questions in her mind. She hoped that he'd find the courage to tell her and put those pieces back into her mind to complete the missing parts of her memory. It was the one thing she never fully told her brothers, still didn't even when they had gotten a lot of her secrets out of her. There were still, even to this day, parts of her memory from her time in the asylum that were foggy or just outright blank.

"I hope we find an answer" she mumbled to him, refusing to let go but did eventually show her face to him again.

MIKA

Back in their room, Mika chucked her jacket off and threw it onto the chair haphazardly before walking over to the bed, sitting on the edge and sighing deeply. "Man what.a.day" she spoke, brushing her hair back and behind her ears. She was exhausted, more so than she thought moments ago. The case had been a difficult one, a hectic one and then there was everything Natalia said to them after spilling everything thanks to Dean's over protective yelling at her. They truly were a mess of a group and family, but despite all of that she wouldn't take it any other way.

"I'm still trying to compute everything she finally told us, let alone everything else. If I get any decent sleep tonight I will be very surprised" she admitted, using her feet to kick and pull each of her boots off as she multi-tasked and removed her vest top. "I'm glad she told us at last though....no matter how hard it was to hear. No wonder she closes off at times or snaps. It suddenly makes so much sense now" she continued to say as she finished changing out of her hunting clothing and climbing under the duvet.

She just hoped that Dean would be able to relax a little, or at least enough to get some sleep himself. She was more concerned about him sleeping than she was herself. Once under the covers, she stretched her arms out toward him as a way to signal for him to follow her into bed, whilst also being her silent way of saying 'you need to come to bed and just try and let go of everything this night has thrown at us'. She knew he would know what she was implying, it wasn't the first time she had done this kind of movement toward him when things got tense. She also had a feeling that Natalia shouting at him the way she did, and what she said would still no doubt be playing on his mind.

"And Dean? She'll forgive you by the morning. She loves you dearly, no matter what she says in her heated moments" she reminded him.

SAM

Sam noticed how Anna seemed a bit distant from him and almost hesitant to take his hand which he found a bit unusual and out of character for her. Was he doing something wrong? Was he unknowingly pushing her away? He couldn't figure it out and he hoped the answer to his worries were 'no', but he just couldn't tell right now. Taking her hand, he went back to their room and got ready for bed, one part of him hoping Anna wasn't becoming distant from him again and another part of him keeping an ear close to the walls in case Nat started screaming or something in her room and he needed to run like a man on a mission.

By the time they fell asleep, he had fallen into a deep sleep. Lilith wasn't joking when she said it was harder to wake him in that moment with Anna. If it didn't feel too close to the nose, one could even say he was dead to the world, but in their lives and job that wasn't a saying that was particularly liked by him. The whole time he was completely oblivious to Lilith touching his hair, face and neck. Nothing in his brain was alerting him to a danger in the room and that he should wake up.

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Moments after Anna left the hotel, hearing a door shut Sam stirred ever so slightly but he was still very much bleary eyed and more asleep than awake. He looked beside him and saw that Anna wasn't in bed but he assumed the door he heard had been the bathroom door closing and Anna just needed the bathroom for whatever reason and so he thought nothing of it and closed his eyes yet again before in seconds falling back asleep, right up until morning and his alarm went off at 7am.

Groaning awake, his eyes closed, he went to pull Anna closer to him for morning snuggles but he felt nothing beside him, making his eyes shoot open. "Anna?!" he called out just loud enough in case she was in the bathroom. But there was nothing, no reply, no sign of life anywhere in the motel room. Sitting up, he grabbed a t shirt and yanked it back on over his head whilst climbing out of the bed. He went into the bathroom first, opening the door but saw no one in there and so went back into the main part of the room again. Wondering where she went, he began to get worried before laying eyes on the note she had left for him.

Picking it up, he read everything she wrote, tears pricking the corners of his eyes. "I've done it again...." he muttered to himself. "I've lost her yet again because I'm a bloody dumbass" he complained at himself, angry that he could have been so stupid all over again. He couldn't imagine any other reason for her to leave and definitely couldn't blame her for it. It had to be his fault...didn't it? That's what he was thinking.

Getting dressed again, he shoved the letter in his jeans pocket and stepped out of the room, wondering who to go to first for advice. He didn't want bombard Nat with his love life problems when she was going through so much worse, but did he really want to go to Dean? Or Mika? Or even Esme and Duke? He found himself pacing in front of his room trying to decide which was best to do.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

NATALIA

All she wanted was to wake up and find none of what she feeling or seeing was real, but right now all Natalia was convinced of was that she was replaying her life in the asylum all over again. It felt so real to her, more real than the previous night terrors she had had at times when Sam had to break her from the terror's grip. in her slumber, she felt her body restrained to the bed, tied and left there, unknowing when the next round of torture would appear or if she would be given more kindness by the stranger who gave her water, showed empathy and sympathy. Even then most of the time that stranger didn't even feel real and felt like a mirage instead. It's why she never could see the stranger's face in her night terrors ever since she got out of there.

Eventually Cason's actions and words got through the barrier the night terrors had put up in her mind, making her jolt awake, slightly back instinctively thinking that she was, for a split second, with Sam and not Cason. "Dad!" she cried out, as if she was begging for him to save her. Breathing heavy, eyes full of fear as she tried to compute she was safe, darting side to side as she slowly took in who was laying beside her. It wasn't the familiar look of her brother, and it most definitely her father. Instead it was Cason, the one person no one expected her to ask to stay with her.

"C-Cason?" she questioned, forcing herself to focus on his face, looking at his eyes as she tried so hard to even out her breathing. "Cason" she said yet again to continue forcing herself back into reality. Then came the action that would even surprise her- she scrambled close to him and clung onto him. She needed that hold and grip of security, something every fibre of her being was telling her she had right there- with him. Despite her hatred of his kind, he was different and she wished she knew why. Not even the smell of him was putting things together in her mind, but she was slowly becoming aware that his smell did smell familiar. "Why do I feel safe with you?" she asked as she buried her face into him.

MIKA AND SAM

Neither Sam or Mika were particularly surprised by Duke's reactions to the news of what had transpired between them and Natalia. They both knew as well as Dean did that Duke liked Nat just as much as the rest of them and if she needed saving from anything and he was closest, he wouldn't hesitate to rush in and save her ass. There was just something about Natalia and being half Winchester that made them all willing to lay their lives for her, especially after everything she had already suffered. At least now, Duke was on the same level as the rest of them about what truly Nat went through. Sam was also glad that it wasn't just Dean and himself that wanted to rip Cason as far away from Nat as possible and was unnerved by the fact Nat wanted a demon of all people with her, and not one of her brothers.

Mika out of instinct placed her hand over Dean's when she felt his hand on her waist during the conversation that lead into the all too well known silent conversation between him and Duke. She let it all go on before they decided to actually talk between each other once more. The tightening of the grip round her waist told her so many things about what Dean was possibly thinking, but right now she wasn't going to ask him about it. She knew talking about Esme was a delicate subject when she was around, but she didn't want Dean to feel he couldn't mention her name in front of her either. So for once, she behaved herself an remained silent.

"Sounds like a good plan. Our room is closest to Nat's, so if either me or Anna hear anything we'll let you guys know. But Duke and Anna are both right, we all need a proper rest and sleep before deciding on what the next steps are to do with Nat." Sam chimed in. Mika nodded her agreement to Sam's addition, seeing clearly that they all had the same thought process. "See you all in the morning" Mika replied, patting Dean's hand on her waist as the signal to get to their room. She was well and truly done with this night, even if she didn't know if she would sleep after Natalia's confession.

"Come on babe" she said to Dean, sliding her fingers in between his own and guiding toward their room, with Sam saying goodnight to everyone and nodding toward his and Anna's room at Anna. "Lets get some sleep" he suggested to her, holding his own hand out to her.

"From out of Nowhere" - SPN

LEXI

Seeing Dean's reaction to her comeback made her internally glad that he took her joke well. She had been so used to Nate knowing her sense of humour and knowing exactly when she was joking and when she was being serious, that she had almost forgotten Dean may not know her tells at the moment. Even Sam was learning to tell the difference with her humour after this time, but Dean was still new to it. The fact he feigned heartache just made her chuckle and feel more relieved that he was understanding her, even at this early stage of them finding each other and learning about each other.

Then came a question that threw her off guard for a moment. She was not expecting him to bring up the 'us' topic so soon and in this particular moment in time. Though she had to admit to herself she wasn't even sure if he was fully trying to ask that. She remained silent momentarily as he then began rambling and making things sound so much more confusing than he was probably intending it to sound. Was he asking her if they wanted to be an item or a hunting duo? Or was he asking if they were gonna be friends with benefits? She wasn't entirely sure, but whatever it was he was trying to get at, he clearly thought it important enough to get this flustered over.

"I uhh..." she began to reply only to come to the conclusion that she really didn't have any words computed in her head to put together into a understandable sentence. "I guess... I'm trying to figure this all out and how to reply, so bare with me" she said, showing him that she wanted to reply but she didn't want to mess this up either. There was no denying that she found him incredibly attractive and if she remotely had a shot with him, she would take it. Nate would want her to have someone again, she knew that deep down. But was that really what he was trying to say? Or was she just hoping for some good for herself that wasn't even there.

She paused walking and stood in front him, looking up at his green eyes, seeing the defeated look on his face. "I don't know how to fully understand what you're getting at but I want to know. I don't want to go anywhere and I definitely like you. A lot. To be honest I think...no, I know...I like you significantly more in a different way to how I like Sam." she awkwardly rambled her reply. "Shit, this is going terribly..." she scoffed a snigger, running her hand through her hair, tucking a bit behind her ear.

"I'm so out of touch with this.But if I think what you're asking is indeed what you're asking then....I wanna see where things take us...together." she finally managed to get out of her mouth with a soft smile, one hand slowly grabbing for his.

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SAM

Sam watched her get clearly taken aback by him trying to work out what words to say next to her question and didn't realise his reaction would so surprising. Clearly he was wrong, but watching her take back the notepad yet again and write her response to his eventual reply, he wondered what her take from his words was going to be. She seemed to be writing a lot more than before and he hoped he hadn't said anything that would frighten her off or make her suspicious of his own wording. She was cute and he got the feeling from her that she was a super interesting person to be around. All he could do now was wait until she was done writing and was ready to show him her response and explanation.

When he saw the notepad, he took it into his hands to read it slowly and thoroughly so he didn't accidentally take what she was getting at badly. The words 'a deal I was offered' piqued his interest greatly but it also concerned him as usually deals meant demons. The end sentence did make him smirk and chuckle at the same time. Not only that it was close to making him blush and feel a little awkward at himself. He was used to girls flirting with Dean, very rarely did he get the flirting done onto him. "You're in the right place" he began saying to her, the smile not leaving his lips fully just yet.

In fact, it only left his lips as he forced himself to go back to the question plaguing his mind. The deal. "What deal was you offered?" he asked her quietly. "Truth is... I'm a Winchester. Your contact was getting you to find me and my brother" he admitted to her. "And I'd like to try and help you" he finished his reply, handing her back the notepad.

(wolvena/furiephoenix) Daughter's of Darkness (Supernatural rp)

Harper was convinced she was going to be choked to death by this spirit- Catherine that this other huntress mentioned before she got ambushed, her vision was beginning to blur, she could almost feel the oxygen leave her brain and she knew any moment now she would no doubt pass out and probably never wake up. She barely saw the moment when Arabella manifested an iron staff out of seemingly nowhere, at least from Harper's angle and position it seemed to be out of nowhere. Continuing her grasping and scrambling at trying to get free, she suddenly began to give up when all air came rushing back to her lungs and oxygen came rushing back to her brain. It was then that she noticed it was the young boy spirit who helped her out and got rid of this Catherine. Listening to the kid tell her to get moving if she was serious about helping them, she nodded and clambering up onto her feet. A wave of adrenaline hitting her all over, swiping her handgun off the floor in a clean swoop as she turned to face the stairs and rushed upstairs.

"Follow or stay down here to hold the fort, I don't care! Just be useful!" She called back toward Arabella, kicking the basement door back open with her combat boot clad foot and rushed into the main hallway. There was no time to waste and she knew if she didn't get the job done, she wouldn't just risk her own life, but she would risk the other blonde downstairs as well. She refused to see another hunter go down on a hunt gone bad, too many have been lost over the years and she was not going to be somewhat responsible for another. "display cases, display cases" she muttered to herself as she ran through and found the room that had the cases inside. Right as Arabella said, she saw the items and the plaques stating which was which, so at least this part was easy for her. The difficult part? Finding something to smash the cases open as she left her bag by the front door as the noise from the basement had earlier made her drop her bag and focus on just having her handgun.

Darting her eyes around, she landed her eyes on an emergency hammer to break glass with and rushed over, parkouring herself over another display case to get to the wall quicker. She grabbed the mini hammer off the wall and went back to the first display case nearest to her that she needed. "Harper smash I guess!" she said to herself as she forcefully swung the hammer up and then back down, right onto the glass, smashing it easily enough. With her spare hand, she rummaged into her jacket pocket to pull out her trust zippo lighter, flicking the top open and with some quick but thorough movements, she lit it up and lowered it to the first item, a pendant, she needed to burn. It was then she realised she forgot the salt and cursed to herself. "Dammit it!" she complained, running back to where she left her duffel bag and running back to the displays. Slamming her bag down on an adjacent display case she hadn't smashed open, she unzipped it and grabbed for her salt box. Popping the resealable lid off it, she scattered the salt into the flames hoping that it would be enough. "One hopefully down and now some more to go" she sighed to herself. "Just hold out a little longer down there" she muttered, hoping the other hunter was still very much alive and fighting.

Running to the second display case she needed, she saw two old cotton dolls that were clearly homemade for the children that still haunted the place. This time she did it the correct way and smashed the case, covered the dolls in salt and then set them on fire. "rest easy now kids" she commented. She may hate children but that didn't mean she wished the kind of existence that they were having as spirits. No person deserved to be stuck in this world and to go crazy in her mind. If you died, you stayed dead and moved on. Unfinished business to remain on this earth just didn't help anyone. It just gave people like herself a job to do that no one else knew how to do. Snapping out of her thoughts, she went to the last case she needed and smashed it open, but just as she was about to salt the items, she felt a force throw her sideways. "son of a bitch!" she cursed with gritted teeth, scrambling back up onto her feet. Standing in front of her was the male Rayden. "just give it up already mate. Staying here is doing no one any good." she told him.

"I'll do what I want in a place that was mine!" he barked, making Harper roll her head side to side, bones in her shoulders cracking in the process. "you know I'm really tired of you lot refusing to move on. You think I enjoy this job!?" she said back at him, unamused and fed up with the whole night. "All you hunters do!" he snapped back at her. "Alright, thats it. I've had it" Harper grunted, pulling out her handgun with salt rounds and in a swift action, raised it, aimed and pulled the trigger to give her the opening she so desperately needed. With Rayden gone, she run back to the last case and poured her salt all over the items. An old bible, sash and glasses. She wasn't taking any chances. Lighting her zippo once more, she chucked it into the case, watching all the flames envelope the items and burn brightly.

I am the fire - Constantine RP

Kay couldn't help but smile at Trish's question about he brother's future decisions in his love life. "Who knows kiddo, but maybe so. If Drake is anything to go by I'd say anything is entirely possible" she replied to her. As she finished wiping down the counters, she turned to the plates in the drainer and decided to actually put them away into a cupboard.

Fia nodded at Drake's words, knowing he was right even if it still felt incredibly strange to her to see her parents at such a premature stage in their growing relationship, and not only that but her mother still so new to her abilities and powers as a phoenix. "Yeah, you're right. It was still just unnerving to witness. Fee barely ever comes out in our timeline, and the times she has, I haven't been around nearby." she replied to him. She glanced down at the books on the desk as she spoke before one caught her attention, making her pick it up and flick through the pages.

Josh smiled and just shrugged at her comment. He knew it was true, but he also knew it was just in his nature to help people. He was used to it for Trish and generally stepping up when people needed him to. He never once did it in the expectation to gain something in return. "Eh..it's nothing, really." he told her back, testing the temperature of the water before turning the taps off and standing up. "Bath is all ready for you" he told her with a smile.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

NATALIA

Hearing that Cason said they needed to have a talk, just her and him made Nat wonder what on earth they could possibly need to talk about that was so important. She didn't remember Cason from the asylum despite having that weird sense of familiarity around him and what he did to defend her in front of her brothers. A dangerous move in her mind, but one he took nonetheless. ".....okay" she mumbled just about audibly enough for him to hear. She was just about aware of him coming closer to the bed, but she was just too exhausted and emotionally vulnerable to really care or move or even to possibly tell him not to go anywhere near her. Her mind was fully of contradictions in this moment, one part of her wanted him nowhere near her, wanted to swap him out for Sam, like she was used to, but a bigger part of her wanted him to stay, hold her, act like a human even though he wasn't.

She felt his weight make the mattress dip as his knee was the first to go onto the bed, then felt the weight shift as he crawled up and sat upright on the bed beside her. Whilst she still remained un-moving from her position, she listened to him spiel words that she never thought would come out of his mouth. They sounded like something Sam would say to her, not Cason. She was trying so hard to compute that he was, infact, in his own way actually being caring. It surprised her so much that she didn't even flinch when he brushed strands of her hair away from her tear stained face with the back of his hand. It yet again felt familiar to her and she wished she could figure out it felt so familiar.

Then when he was finished, she actually grimaced at how corny it was before actually breaking out the tiniest of smiles as he told her not to tell a soul he actually said what he said. "That was disgustingly corny Cas---" she sleepily began to tell him but she couldn't finish her sentence as exhaustion hit her and she fell asleep before his name finished falling from her lips. It didn't take her long to fall into a deep sleep, enough so that her hands had dropped from their tight grip from her cardigan and round her body, and fell lightly beside Cason.

"the girl put up a fight today" was heard in a foggy state of Natalia's well being as she got wheeled back to her room, hands tied to her wheelchair. "I'm surprised she has any fight left in her at this stage. I truly thought we had finally broken her" another foggy echo was heard in reply. She tried to make her mind more focused on what was happening, but her head hurt like a bitch. She felt like she could still feel the electrodes on the sides of her head, throbbing each and every vein and muscle and nerve in her head. It wasn't long before she found herself back strapped to her bed in her solo room. "water...." she gasped sluggish from the torture of the day. "You ain't getting a damn thing until you say where the damn Winchesters are" a voice spat back.

Then she could have sworn someone else stepped in but it honestly felt like a dream until she felt water being gently poured into her mouth, fingers brushing her hair out of her face, off her temples as what she could only imagine, was an inspection of the severe dark bruising that was now evident on them. Seconds later she had passed out.

It wasn't the worst memory she had when sleeping, but then it went from sad to downright terrifying. Her body starting to shake and her voice beginning to whimper. "No...p-p-p-please...I...I don't know a...an...anything" she whimpered out in her sleep as the night terror took full control.

A slap across her face was felt, her skin stinging as it instantly turned red from the sharp contact. "You think we don't know how you hunters and Winchesters will lie through your teeth to save your own skin!?" a black eyed demon practically barked at her. Eyes as dark as the blackest night, dirty blonde hair being the only light she could see in the man standing before her. Blood splattered all over his scrubs from another victim of his. The victim that laid dead on the floor in a puddle of their own blood as it ran down the nearby drain. "I'm not a hunter! I...I don't know what you mean by hunter!" she cried, her only knowledge of a hunter being someone who hunted and killed animals. "liar!" the blonde demon yelled again, waving his hand to another demon in the now not so sterile room, causing them to walk over and with a sharp knife, carve into her stomach, making her yell in pain, tears streaming down her face.

"You can make this stop by just telling us where John is!" the blonde told her, but Natalia couldn't speak anymore, the pain over taking her very being. "carve again!" he ordered to the other demon, to which they took great delight in doing so as the knife carved into her skin, following the natural curve of her hipbone and waist. The pain was so excruciating that Nat passed out, only to be woken moments later, healed up and for the torture to start all over again.

MIKA AND SAM

Mika knew Dean wouldn't like the plan, hells, deep down she didn't like the idea. She was used to Natalia going to Sam for comfort and her refusing to let Cason leave was a change that surprised her, but she still was standing by what she said. She too was going to say something but when she saw Dean silence Anna so he could continue talking, she decided it wasn't even worth trying to speak up in this very moment.

When the discussions were done between Anna and Dean, Mika simply nodded, understanding where he was coming from. "oh believe me, I don't trust him, but I trust in Nat and if he tried anything, even in this PTSD dip she's having, she will kick his ass out the room if he tried anything. I trust her to come to us when she's ready to and like we've all seen, he does seem strangely gentle around her. I can't help but feel like he knows something we all don't." she admitted, her eyes glancing back toward Nat's room, wondering if she was onto something or if it was her mind just playing tricks on her.

"I also agree with Anna, this isn't the end of it but all we can do now is rest up and hope Nat becomes more open in the morning" she agreed, noticing how out all of them, Sam had been the most silent on the subject. She could only imagine that it was because he was purely worried for Natalia and he didn't know what to do with himself now he wasn't the one she was turning to. "Sam? any opinions on this?" she asked, snapping out of his thoughts. "uh, no. I agree with you all as I see all the points valid. I just don't like she's not coming to me like she usually does" he admitted.

It was at that point, Duke had made his presence known and asked where Natalia was. Like Dean, he looked over Duke's appearance, wondering what on earth was going on for Duke to be in a towel, boots and his stetson. Also like Dean, he wasn't going to ask about the appearance and instead focus on giving the answers to Duke's questions. "There is tension. We were...kinda blew the lid off of Nat's PTSD mental wall due to Dean lecturing her about drinking on the job tonight." he started saying, running his hand through his hair with a sigh, letting his words sink before he began talking again before Duke could interrupt him.

"Long story short, it turns out when we saved Nat from that asylum? The demons there had been torturing her for months...if not more. Electroshock therapy, out and out torture until she was close to death, starvation, ice bath shock therapy, if you can think of anything illegal and disgusting, it was done to her. All to get information on dad. I guess she had been struggling more than we all thought deep down and now she's in her room alone with Cason because she refuses to have anyone but him in there. We don't know why" he explained as best he could without choking up as he listed just some of the things that she went through. It made him sick to his stomach to say those words out loud about his baby sister.

"So we've been discussing if it's a good idea to leave well and alone for the night and convince Dean not to go in there and just kill Cason out of principle" Mika added. "Which we have done, but none of this is sitting well with any of us" Sam said, getting the final word in. He knew Duke had a soft spot for Natalia in a brotherly manner and that usually meant, he was unpredictable as Dean could be when it came to keeping her safe. Sam knew even he could be reckless when it came to keeping her safe, but now they knew all of this and a demon was involved in keeping her safe and feeling safe over night? He couldn't say which way this news would go with Duke.

I am the fire - Constantine RP

Kay didn't even really know why she said what she said because quite frankly, she didn't fully understand it either. She gave a shrug and a sigh as she thought about what she should reply with. "To be honest, I don't fully understand it myself. Which makes me wonder if it's some...phoenix thing unlocking within me or something" she started to say before giving an amused scoff at her own words. "I'm probably not making things any clearer to be honest. But since they've been getting closer and Drake has shown up? I just feel this warmth grow between them" she finished explaining as she cleaned the kitchen up with her.

Fia could understand why Drake would think he was more over something than he was. He had grown up around people like herself who could heal up at an unnatural speed after all. She remembered all of a sudden a time when they were kids and he'd complain how she healed from grazes or cuts faster than him. "You're not me Drake, of course you don't recover as quickly" she joked with a small smile creeping onto her face, which disappeared just as quick as it appeared when he mentioned her dad. "I'm guessing okay. Chas put him on bed rest and if he's anything like he is in our time? We all know how that will go, but maybe for once he'll listen and actually rest up. He's definitely through the worst of it." she explained to him. "It was so crazy down there though Drake. Fee actually fully took control of mum right in front of me and it was the most bizarre thing I've witnessed" she sighed.

Josh smiled at Serena thanking him for helping her out. It felt like such a small thing to thank him for, but he accepted it graciously anyway. He leaned over the bath to turn the taps on after closing the plug hole and then perched on the bath edge. "You don't need to thank me, but I accept it anyway" he smiled at her.