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Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

NATALIA

As thankful as Nat felt for having not pushed Cason completely away, that he was still by her side, she also felt guilty that she still had him when Dean didn't have Mika. It somehow didn't feel right that the rest of them had the people they loved when Dean didn't. It was a feeling that had been bubbling up in her as she became more willing to let Cason in and near her. So much of her wanted to express that but she felt like she would be hurting people if she did, so she kept it to herself as she sat on the couch, tightly in Cason's arms. She also felt heard when Cason agreed that burning Mika's body was for the best, even if it was a sad thought. She wanted Mika back more than anything, but it wasn't fair to leave her in the panic room forever. She may have had the reassurance that demons wouldn't get to her in there, but who's to say Angels wouldn't take her or something else would get in there? She wouldn't have put anything past anything after these three days of thinking and dwelling on the grief.

She looked up when Duke made it into the house and down to the basement. She instantly felt on edge and gladly stayed curled into Cason as he held her to him tighter than before. Seeing Duke soon come back upstairs, she could tell he was angry and hurting even more after no doubt seeing Mika's body and hearing whatever crap Dean was spouting to her. She watched him intensely as Duke walked into the living room, getting surprised that Dean soon appeared behind him and hugged him from behind. Nat didn't even notice that she was holding her breath the entire time when Duke clearly said what they had all been thinking but too scared to say it to Dean. As Dean sternly shut down the idea and stormed off into the kitchen, she followed him with her eyes. She watched as Duke followed him, trying to get through to Dean. The anger rising in the room told Nat that this was not going to end well and it was making her nervous for what was about to explode. She listened to the hurtful words that Duke was saying to Dean, she never knew how badly the lot of them broke apart way back when. She never knew Mika was the one who once walked away from Dean, resulting in him finding Esme all that time ago. She didn't know how much of that hurt that Mika experienced, Duke knew about.

As the words came out of his mouth, she saw Dean just tackle Duke onto the living room floor, making her flinch and yelp. Curling into Cason even more out of fear of seeing the two men begin to throw punches at each other through their grief of losing Mika. Mika wouldn't want this from them, she loved them both dearly and this would absolutely destroy her seeing them like this. Tears fell down her face out of fear, having never witnessed her brother be this violent to another person before, especially to someone he cared a lot for. “What do we do?” She asked Cason, her fright clear in her voice as she looked up at him, terror in her eyes. “Mika wouldn't want this Cason…” she told him, too scared to get anywhere near the two men fighting so brutally. She couldn't even shout for Bobby as he was out supply shopping.

When Anna finally stepped in, unaware of what was breaking out, Nat glanced over at her, her eyes begging for Anna to get help when she watched as Anna ran back outside screaming for Sam. As Cason pushed her forward, she let him get up, hoping he could put an end to the fighting when she couldn't move from the couch.

Seeing Anna run back outside to get Sam, she couldn’t do anything but just watch as the boys fought brutally with each other, too scared to get involved. She looked on as Sam and Esme came bursting in and tried to break it up, only to have Esme hit in the face, her nose taking the full brunt of Duke’s strength. Gasping and darting further back into the couch, shaking from seeing her family just destroying each other through grief. “Please stop…” she whimpered, her voice just being drowned out by everyone else trying to reason with Dean and Duke. Tears streaming down her face, her hands gripping the blanket round herself even tighter. “Please…” she cried, wishing more than ever that Mika was here to stop them both from killing each other. Mika would know what to do, she’d have to get through to them…but this was because of Mika this time.

When Duke finally conceded and got up, she hoped they could all now just talk like normal people, but then Duke went and did the next stupidest thing imaginable. As Cason looked at her, she initially shrugged until she heard the sound of the truck leaving the lot and Esme asked Cason to go after him. “She’s right, please Cason, go after him, he’ll get himself killed otherwise” she said sadly, wiping her tears with the back of her arm, still trying to calm down from what just happened. “We’ll…we’ll talk with Dean…” she added, glancing at Sam and Dean.

SAM

Sam looked down at Anna when she awkwardly spoke about going to get them all some food, in a makeshift attempt to make a picnic at the impala. He didn't want her to leave, she was a calming presence to him and he was worried that if she left, she'd never come back like Mika hadn't. Even though she had left him for a few minutes several times over the last three days. He sighed and gave a nod when she reassured him she would be back. Letting her hand go, he shoved his hands in his pockets and watched her head to the back door that led straight into the kitchen, hovering beside Esme wondering how he was going to tackle THE conversation with Dean when Esme confirmed it was what he was dreading. He hadn't even seen him the last three days, knowing exactly where his brother had been holed up. It felt like though as quickly as Anna had gone inside, she was screaming his name and running back out.

Everything that he had felt the last three days went straight to the back of his mind and he bolted towards the house the moment Anna started screaming his name in a panicked tone. “Right” he agreed as Esme spoke out what he was just thinking. They had to stop Dean and Duke from fighting before Bobby got back, even though he didn’t know Bobby was even out. As Esme made haste toward the house, he quickly ran to follow suit, also stopping dead in his tracks when he saw just how bad it had gotten in such a short moment. “Dean, stop this!” he called out as he saw Dean throw one hell of a punch to Duke’s face before wincing at seeing Duke slam Dean’s head onto the floor. He glanced around seeing how Cason was trying to de-escalate the fight whilst Natalia looked absolutely terrified on the couch.
He eventually made his feet move and went straight to Dean, squatting down to try and break the two men apart but Duke had such a firm hold on Dean’s jacket. For a split second, he thought Esme had gotten through to Duke as he seemed to pause and hear Esme’s voice, but then his hopes shattered as quickly as they came into his head and Dean raised his arm and grabbed Duke’s wrist. “Dean stop!!” He lectured, tugging at his brother from under his arms, his hands looped up to his shoulders ready to yank him back when Duke punched Esme right in the nose. Wide eyed, he paused but didn’t let go of Dean, “Duke…” he simply gasped before yanking Dean back a little, keeping him on the ground as they all took in what Duke just did.

As Duke eventually stood up and Cason tried to offer an olive branch, he thought it was finally over. That Duke would just go to the bathroom and clean up and that would be it. But yet again Duke went and did something stupid, he got up, walked over Dean and limped to the kitchen, grabbing Ruby’s knife and stormed out. Sighing, he knew one of them had to go after the man. He even saw Cason look at Nat as if asking what she thinks they should do, only to see Nat initially shrug. He then pulled Dean up onto his feet and checked him over, seeing just how badly Duke injured him. “This isn’t the answer Dean…this would shatter her heart if she saw that, you know that right?” He spoke softly but sternly. “He’s right, they all are. We HAVE to lay her to rest in a hunter’s funeral, it’s what she’d want and you know it” he told his brother.

“I know it’s hard to accept, we’re all grieving her, we’ve lost a sister too but you’re not the only one who would know what she would want. Leaving her to rot down there is not how she’d wanna be remembered. So PLEASE Dean, don’t do anything stupid like Duke is blatantly doing and agree to burn her body” he begged her, tears in his eyes as he looked at Dean. “Please…” he begged again.

"From out of Nowhere" - SPN

LEXI

Lexi got out of the back seat of the impala, where she sat with Anya as she let Sam take the front for the leg room during the drive to the location. She didn't have the heart to make Sam sit in the back seat and be cramped up. It also meant she could chat with Anya for a bit using both words and sign language. At the location, she stretched her legs and arms once out of the car and looked around. It didn't seem like much of an area but she had no reason to doubt Cason's information.

When Dean pulled out a whistle, she couldn't help but smirk in amusement, still in disbelief that he actually found one in the bunker. “Still can't believe you actually found that” she told him, glancing over at how close Anya was to Sam and she really didn't blame the girl. Even if she was excited by this hunt, Lexi knew Anya had to be somewhat nervous to some degree. Or at least, she hoped she was as it meant she would be careful. Pure excitement always spelled trouble in people, especially new hunters in training. As Anya came over and asked where she had to go, she let Dean explain the plan, hoping Anya would be okay with it. He was right about the whole needing to not be seen by the demons and that left Anya in a very vulnerable position, but at least they had Cason to help get her out in a flash if needed. “You're gonna be fine Anya, we're not gonna let anything happen to you” she said as Dean unraveled the whistle in front of Anya's eyes

As Anya blew the whistle to test it, her head quickly snapped over to where Cason and Natalia were, seeing how he reacted really badly to the sound. Looking back toward Dean, and seeing his beaming look, he seemed rather happy with now knowing what the engravings meant. She also spotted the narrowing of eyes that Nat gave Dean, “oh you're in trouble later” she smirked as Anya kept the whistle round her neck and went back to Sam. “Let's just hope Anya won't need it when she's close to Cason yeah? Or you might have a rabid sister at your throat” she said again.

SAM

Sam was the last to get out of the car and went straight to Anya's side. He wanted to make sure she was okay with what they were about to do, but he saw how her nervousness was mixed with excitement and he somehow just knew deep down she would be okay. “Just please be careful tonight” he requested of her, before she went over to Dean and Lexi. He kept back as he didn't think he needed to be there right on her tail despite wanting to be. As he waited for Dean to explain the situation, he glanced over at the other car and saw how Anna pulled her backpack onto her back and headed to where she needed to be. He still felt awkward about Anna being brought here but he knew she was a valuable member of the team.

He looked back toward the others when he overheard what Dean said about having to leave Anya alone completely for a few minutes and he was right, Sam didn't like it. He never liked it. He hated the whole setting someone as bait situation, but he was hating it even more now that it meant leaving Anya on her own. As Anya took the whistle and blew it, he looked over at how Cason reacted to it, looking back at Dean. ‘of course he found an anti demon whistle…’ he thought to himself with a sigh. He then started to walk over closer to the other three and the moment he did, he felt Anya just hug him tightly, causing him to just wrap his arms around her. “It's gonna be okay” he told her once more, kissing the top of her head. “There's plenty of us to get you if we have to but you're in good hands with Cason” he explained, pulling her back ever so slightly and walking her over to Cason. “Okay, let's do this” he said to Cason and Nat.

NATALIA

At the location, Nat got out of the car after pocketing the keys safely and listened to Cason and Anna discussing where she would be needed. She couldn't help but notice how he was being like Anna's dad still, despite the chat before they left the bunker. So when Anna called him dad, she had to force herself to stifle a chuckle, smirking before Cason looked at her, which made wipe the smirk off her face. “Eh, you kinda did a bit” she remarked, following him round to the trunk of her car, popping it open for them both to get what they needed. As she did, she listened to him ask about if she was still wearing her ring, so she paused grabbing her bag and lifted her hand up to show him that it was very much still on her finger. “Never take it off, you know this. Tonight is no different.” She reassured him, moving her hand to his cheek and stroking it. “I'm going to be fine I promise and even if something happens? This ring will probably let you know before I even know it” she smiled softly, placing a short but loving kiss on his lips.

Turning back to the trunk, she grabbed her duffel bag and slung it over her shoulder as she always did. As she closed the trunk once Cason got what he needed for the summoning, she heard a whistle get blown, making her quickly turn her head to see it was Anya and smirk, yet seconds later she turned to face Cason to see it was hurting him. “Cason?” She asked worried, trying to see what was wrong when she saw it made his ears bleed, before looking back toward Dean, Lexi, Sam and Anya. Seeing the way Dean beamed at finding out the whistle wasn't entirely harmless she narrowed her eyes at Dean briefly, then looked back at Cason. “You good?” She asked, “I swear he will never grow up” she sighed.

Waiting for the others to be done with their pep talks, she readjusted her bag on her shoulder, holding it firmly in place so it didn't slip down. “Think Sam is more worried than Anya is” she remarked to Cason as she studied the body languages of everyone. “So where do you need me?” She asked, wanting to make sure she had all the information memorized correctly before the others would come over. She had some vague ideas but wanted to double check nonetheless so he could be assured by knowing exactly where she was. She knew how woods and being separated was always a slightly sore subject for them and made them both nervous, even if it had been years and they had done a lot more successful hunts near or in woods than not.

As Sam and Anya eventually walked over, she gave them both a glance and nod. “She’ll be just fine Sammy” she told Sam, patting his shoulder. “Good luck, not that you need it” she told Anya, giving her some positive energy in her words.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

MIKA

the sounds got louder and Mika continued to run. She was now terrified she was stuck in some kind of limbo with no way out. What had it been now? Hours? Days? Weeks? Months? She didn't know anymore. She felt weaker than when she first woke up in this dark place.

Then she finally saw it. A light in the distance. The first light she had seen and she knew she had to reach it. Forcing herself to keep running, she went to the light and the closer she got the more she realized it wasn't just a light. It was a..bird? “What the hell?” She gasped, continuing forward and when she got close enough, she dropped to her knees beside the injured bird, unable to remain standing any longer. The longer she was stuck in this void of darkness, the weaker she felt. “What are you doing here, beautiful thing?” She asked, not expecting a reply but she did get one, at least, in her head she got one. “Don't fret my child. Yes I'm dying but if your family can burn your body we'll be okay” it said, looking Mika in the eyes. “Wait…are you a…” she trailed off and as if the bird understood her, nodded it's head weakly. “We are stuck in this void due to Dean's inability to let you go. I hear him talking to you in the waking world. We can't move on until he does”. Being able to somehow understand the bird unnerved Mika, but now that was down on a ground, or what she guessed was ground, she just wanted to close her eyes and sleep. There was a tiny bit of warmth from the bird that made her strangely safe, a warmth that she felt like she had always felt since her teenage years, but couldn't place why. "He'll bring me back... he'll find a way..." Mika said, before she felt a wing wrap over her. "You must stay awake" she heard be said, but it was too difficult.

NATALIA

When the others finally arrived home, Nat somehow found the ability to get off the floor and rush to the kitchen door, opening it and looking out whilst remaining firmly in the house. She had hoped what they got told was all a lie, that Mika would just walk over to her and hug her tightly. But that wasn't to be. She saw Mika's limp dead body in Dean's arms as the group got out of their cars and went different ways. She watched as Dean carried Mika to the outside basement door and went straight down with her. Tears welled up all over again as she watched how this was now their reality. She leaned against the doorframe watching as Duke went straight to the RV, his shirt and hands covered in Mika's blood, Sam just statue-like by Mika's car before he crumbled to the ground at Anna's return. This can't be happening, Nat always saw Mika as this formidable woman who was untouchable. She didn't think anything or anyone could kill her. She didn't know how to accept this situation. “This isn't fair…” she cried, hugging herself.

Day 1

Nat didn't move from the bed once she had been taken to the bedroom the night before. She spent the whole day just laying on her side, back to even Cason, hugging her pillow and crying. She went mute for the whole day, refusing to eat and drink whenever she was told to do so. She was aware of the daylight turning to nighttime through the window, but she never moved. She didn't see a point in doing anything if Mika wasn't there to pull them all together and tell them it would all be alright. Without the one person she respected more than anything in her life, what was the point in doing anything?

Day 2

She managed to be convinced to take a bath, but she was still devoid of much emotion for the most part. She felt like she was only going through the motions for other people, namely Cason, but if they weren't around then she wouldn't have done even the most basic of things. She began to think of how they could bring Mika back, if she could beg Cason to find a demon who would do it but then she realized Cason would never let her make such a deal. So she knew that option was out of the question. She wondered if she could convince Castiel to bring her back, having not known Dean had already tried that at the warehouse. Then she wondered if there was anything else, monster or witch who could help them, but every time her mind went blank.

At one point she found the courage to go downstairs and check on Dean, but the moment she heard Dean talking to Mika's body, begging her to just wake up, she couldn't take it anymore and left, going straight back to bed.

Day 3

As day three arrived, she began to be more responsive. She got out of bed, she finally ate something and drank more that wasn't solely alcohol. She even got out of the bedroom and sat on the couch, wrapped up in the throw blanket that Bobby always kept over the back of the couch, curling into Cason's side now she felt she could give him some kind of attention instead of shutting him out. She knew there was no other option now other than burning Mika's body and saying goodbye once and for all. Mika wasn't coming back and they had to all accept that, but convincing Dean of that was going to be a completely impossible task.

“We gotta convince him to burn her body…” she remarked, not realizing that Duke and Sam were also thinking the same thing. “He can't keep her down there, she's a hunter…she deserves better than this…” she managed to say without tearing up for the first time. Looking over her shoulder when she heard the RV door open and close, she looked out the window and saw Duke walking across to the house. He looked about as bad as she would expect him to, but she was worried about why he was walking over. “Duke…” she sighed, part of her wanting to just hug him when he got in, but he had a determined look on his tired face and she had a feeling he was thinking the same thing as she was. She held her breath as she watched Duke walk over, before she scrambled back down and over to Cason, still wrapped up in a throw blanket bundle.

SAM

Back at Bobby's, Sam was still too numb to help Dean get Mika's body out of the car. He felt like an awful brother but he just couldn't focus. He opened the door and got out of the car, just standing there as Anna managed to help Dean and be mentally in the moment enough to help. Although he was seemingly to anyone else, watching Dean and Anna, he wasn't paying too much attention to the sight before him. He only really snapped out of it just enough when it finally sunk in where Dean wanted to take her body. “Dean…I…” he didn't even know what to say and found himself cutting his sentences off before he could finish as he knew no words were going to be the right ones. He could barely look at Mika's limo body in his brother's arms, the blood all over her back, the hanging marks and bruises around her neck, it was just too much to take in. He looked down at the gravel trying so hard not to break down in front of his brother when he was minutely aware of Duke climbing out of the truck and heading straight to the RV.

As he stared at the ground, he saw Dean's legs just walk away from the car and towards the outside basement door, following Anna downstairs and inside. Now he was alone outside and he didn't know how to handle his emotions. If he had just got to the warehouse sooner, he could have stopped Mika from going in there and confronting Alastair. Tilting his head up at the night sky he finally broke, his body slumping against Mika's car as he finally broke down in tears, his body feeling too weak to stand. He only managed to stay standing long enough for Anna to get back to him before he just crumbled to the ground.

Day 1

He couldn't bring himself to step anywhere near the basement door inside the house. Sam remained on the couch for the majority of the time during the day, but by nightfall he walked out and spent time in Dean's impala. He couldn't even look at Mika's car as it just brought up the memories of seeing her body on the back seat and Dean whispering to her as if she was just asleep. He didn't sleep that night for fear of being haunted by how it all went down in the warehouse. He didn't even eat or drink, or think of ways to bring Mika back, even though he wanted nothing more than to turn the clocks back and save her.

Day 2

Still wasn't eating, but had got convinced to at least drink so he didn't get too much more dehydrated and pass out, but that caused him to turn to alcohol. He stayed close to Anna but he barely said a word and when words did get out of his mouth, they mostly consisted of how guilty he felt and that it was his fault. Sleep was on and off, due to waking up with a start after dreaming of Mika coming back spiritually and seeking revenge on them all. He knew it was absolute crap, and she wouldn't do that, but his mind was twisting his grief greatly. He remained glued to Anna for comfort and paranoia that she too would disappear from his life if he let go.

He only managed to step near the basement once, opening the door and listening intently to see if he could hear Dean, but he couldn't. He thought about going down there to convince Dean to burn her body, but he couldn't gather the courage to do so. When Dean did come upstairs, he tried to make contact, but each time he chickened out at the last second, just seeking with his eyes help from anyone who thought they could get through to Dean.

Day 3

By day three of grieving, he couldn't take it anymore. They had to burn her body, give her the proper hunters funeral Mika rightly deserved. They couldn't store her body in the panic room forever. Sitting on the impala and staring straight forward as Anna remained impossibly close, he blinked to refocus his eyes when she spoke up before nodding. “I'm far from okay still but I can't help but keep thinking Dean needs to give Mika the fu..funeral she deserves” he sighed, swallowing down the lump in his throat that threatened to bubble up once again. “but yeah…I can try eating,” he then added, finally looking at Anna, puffy eyed. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head, finally feeling like he had a bit more control over his own body.

At the sound of the RV door opening and boots hitting the gravel, he glanced over and saw Duke heading straight to the house. He really hoped that Duke wasn't going to start something with Dean in the house when there were still two other people grieving inside. “We better follow him in…” he commented to Anna, then saw Esme appear outside but she didn't completely follow Duke inside. Forcing himself to get off the impala hood, he took Anna's hand, not wanting to go over to Esme on his own or into the house alone. He then picked her up and pulled her off the car and back onto the gravel ground before walking slowly over to Esme. “Is Duke going to do what I'm dreading him to do?” He asked her.

I am the fire - Constantine RP

JOHN'S PLACE

As John clarified what he meant, Kay sighed. He really was starting to read her like a book and she didn't know if it the bond sigil or just the fact they had been round each other long enough for him to recognise her cues. She didn't know how to tell him what she was thinking or feeling, where she could she even begin to start? As she thought how to even begin that conversation, she gladly sat on the couch as John asked Bane whether he could tell if Serena was awake again. Hearing that Serena was was of a relief for Kay, as she felt guilty in some way that she put Serena through a fraction of what she did because of their link.

"I feel bad that because of our link she's felt a bit of what I did.." she said somberly. "But I mostly feel so confused and...lost...I guess is the right word ..or scared...I don't even know..." She finally admitted to John. "I'm being pulled or tugged from every direction it seems, if I go one way I got demons and a good chunk of Hell on my ass and lead me to corruption, if I go another way I think I got my mother's kind...my kind coming after me...I think. I don't know know which way to turn." She said, trying to find the right words what's going on in her head, but she didn't want to go anywhere.

She wanted to be normal, or what she considered normal.

LUX BAR

Josh nodded and took on what Lucifer was saying, having no plans whatsoever to leave Serena's side. He may not be immortal or have special magical powers that he knew of, but he sure as hell had determination and fierce loyalty he could count on. "I got her" he said, when Chas couldn't help but scoff in amusement at Lucifer's choice of words. "Not sure fun is the word I'd use" he remarked.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

MIKA

”there has to be a way back…there just has to be. I can't leave the others yet” she spoke to herself, her eyes darting all around her, trying to find some kind of light in the darkness. Noises were echoing all around her but she couldn't pinpoint exactly where from. Sometimes they got louder, other times they felt they were further away. “Come on girl…you gotta keep moving” she tried to motivate herself to keep moving. Her legs wanted to give out from under her and just stop, but her mind kept telling her not to give in to that desire. She still didn't want to believe she was dead and this was some kind prison she was in. She had to try and just wake up or find an opening in this darkness to start waking. Anything to get back to the others. “They need me…I can't go yet…” she muttered to herself when more sounds seemed to get louder from behind her, causing her to start running, her footsteps echoing.

NATALIA

Deep down Nat knew Cason was right. She couldn't think so negatively just yet. Her family were competent hunters, and hunters that wouldn't let anything happen to each other no matter what. “You're right…I gotta stay positive” she replied, pulling her shirt sleeves over her hands when she looked up and saw Bobby answer the phone that began to ring. She let Cason stand up and walk over to Bobby's desk, watching the two men as Bobby went wide eyed. That meant only one thing…one of the group was seriously hurt or dead. Her breath seemed to just stop in her throat for a moment as she watched Cason try to get answers out of Bobby, seeing how slowly he put the phone back on the receiver. This felt like it was to do with Mika, and she didn't want to hear that her anxiety of this mission was coming true. She listened to Bobby as he began to stammer out words he couldn't bring himself to say and the moment the sentence trailed off, she knew what he was getting at. Slowly standing up, she shook her head as it set in what had happened. The world felt like it was crumbling all around her, she had lost her sister, the only mother figure she had left in her life. The one person who could stop Dean and herself from putting heads for long periods. This had to be some kind of nightmare, it just had to be. Some sick joke the group were playing and when they all got back, Mika would be walking in declaring how they all punked her.

It was a lot less painful to think of than the truth. Tears welled up in her eyes as she watched Bobby just stand up, grab his scotch bottle and leave the room before Cason quickly walked back to her. If he hadn't gotten to her and wrapped her up in his arms, she would have run outside to cry alone, part of her still wanted to do that, but all she could muster was to bury her head in his shoulder as he tilted her head onto it and the floodgates opened. She just started bawling as she gripped the back of his jacket tightly. “She can't be dead…it's not fair!” She sobbed, her whole body shaking against him. “It's not fair” she repeated against his shoulder, unable to stop the tears from flowing as thoughts of how she wished she told Cason to stay with Mika at the warehouse, she wished she went with the group, wished that she begged Cason to bring Mika home, even if meant Mika went kicking and screaming. She wondered how Castiel could have this happen, he was an angel, he should have kept her family safe! He should have stopped this.

As reality continued to set in, she felt her legs start to give out from under her, causing her to just drop to the floor, pulling Cason with her due to being unable to let him go. She was terrified in a deep part of her mind that if she let him go, she would lose him too. If only she had begged Mika to not go, to stay home with her. Maybe she would still be alive.

SAM

When Bobby didn't reply to him, Sam knew his words had completely destroyed the man emotionally. “I…I'm sorry Bobby…” he said on the phone but he knew it was pointless, Bobby wouldn't answer no matter what he said on the phone. He heard Cason in the background asking for the update before the phone ended and Bobby had hung up on him. Ending the call on his end, putting it in his pocket he glanced over at the whole group, watching how Esme was trying to get Duke in the truck and then at Anna who was just about getting Dean in the back of Mika's car. This drive home was going to be absolutely the most difficult drive ever. He watched as Anna walked round to the driver's side of the car, clearly deciding she was going to drive instead of him, something he was thankful for, but also a part of him wished he was driving so he didn't have to think about the truth that was in the back seat. He slowly looked back towards Esme as she called out his name and told him they had to get going, giving her a simple nod, unable to do anything else, he walked over to the ‘66 impala and straight round to the front passenger side, opening the door and getting in, sighing heavily as he sat down.

Closing the door behind him, he just stared out in front of him, unable to say much more for a few moments. “I've warned Bobby” he then managed to get out. Normally he would have given the signal to the truck when they were ready to drive, but he couldn't. It didn't feel right somehow. Leaning his head against the window, he stayed staring forward, trusting Anna to get them home. A deep part of his mind knew that Mika wouldn't mind Anna driving her car, in fact, Mika would have probably given Anna the keys and asked her to do the driving so she could rest if she was still alive. It's just who she was. Just as Dean would do it to him, Mika would do it for Anna no doubt. He couldn't even bring himself to look behind him at the back seat, knowing just by the muffled sounds that Dean was sobbing whilst he kept hold of the love of his life. He was so disassociated from reality, he didn't think he could ever get over this, yet somehow he would have to because there was absolutely no way Dean would. He had to be the one who had to be there for his siblings and he just didn't know how. This loss was as devastating to him as when he lost Dean to Hell four months ago.

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Sam couldn't say a single word as they drove back to Bobby's, just stared blankly out the window that he had his head leaning against. Knowing Mika was in the backseat but not breathing and making some kind of dark humored quip was tearing him apart even if on the outside he was just numb and still. He knew deep deep down that Duke would probably go rogue, but it was how Natalia and Bobby would react that worried the most after Dean. Even if he couldn't show it, there was a little part of his mind screaming to be allowed to worry about the others, but it felt like that part of him was just hitting a brick wall. He just silently cried the whole drive.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

MIKA

Mika began to stir awake on a dark floor, the pain in her back and neck still evident enough to make her reach round with a hand and feel her back but felt no puncture wound. She then lifted the same hand round and up to her neck, but felt nothing there either. “What the hell?!” She gasped to herself, as she forced herself up onto her feet. Looking around she saw nothing but darkness all around. “Dean?! Duke!!” She yelled out, her voice only echoing all around her but no sign of any of them replying to her. “Where am I?” She asked herself, suddenly feeling cold, colder than she had ever felt before. She could have sworn she was just fighting Alastair, and for the briefest of moments thought she had beat him.

“Dean!!” She yelled out again as she began to force herself walking forward even if there was no sign of going anywhere in particular. Wrapping her arms round herself rightly, she kept trudging forward desperate to find the others, desperate to find Dean but with each step she began to remember more and more of what went down in the warehouse. Alastair shanked her on a pillar, then hung her with iron chains. She died…she actually died. “No…I can't have…” she began to talk to herself, wishing that a different outcome would come to fruition. The fear now set in that she was dead and she had no idea where she ended up, tears welling up in her eyes. It certainly didn't feel or look like Hell, and it most definitely didn't seem to Heaven so where was she? She had to find a clue from somewhere. So she did all she knew how to do…keep moving forward until she found something to help herself.

NATALIA

Hearing that Cason thought his plan was working made Nat nod. She really hoped it had begun to set the wheels in motion to work as she didn't know how their group could honestly stand against the angels on their own. They needed an angel on their side in her opinion if they were to have a single hope in winning this fight. As he scooter closer to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, she leaned into him and placed a hand on his thigh. She could feel he needed to be close to her as much as she wanted to be close to him, still worried about the others being in the proximity of Alastair and two angels. She still couldn't help but feel something bad was going to happen, despite trying to convince herself she was just being pessimistic because it was in her nature to be so.

His question made her smile slightly but not because she was happy, shaking her head. “Not too insane. I began the process of tidying up Dean's car for when he gets back. Cleared out all the glass anyway…” she explained as he stroked her cheek. At his next words, she listened. If any other person had said that to her she would have been creeped out, found it a red flag or controlling, but in their lives, especially her as a hunter, she understood why he wanted to do all he could to give her every advantage of never getting hurt. Hearing that Angels were just as unpredictable as demons, and certainly as ruthless was both surprising and yet not surprising all at the same time. She saw how cruel Uriel was, him calling her a demon whore still rang through her mind and that was nothing compared to what they were making Dean do right now. “If Cas is coming onto our side, I completely understand why that would terrify you more than him not being on our side, but I can't help but feel like we need him on this side of the fight. A man on the inside so to speak.” She replied to him truthfully. Giving his leg a gentle squeeze she sighed. “I just really hope this bad feeling I got in the pit of my stomach is wrong” she sighed.

“It feels like I only just got a family again, I don't think I can't handle losing any of them..not again” she admitted to him, knowing whatever she said to him would remain with him and not go anywhere else, unless it really needed to in a life or death situation. She leaned her head against his as they waited for any kind of sign that the group were heading back or an update of any kind.

SAM

As Sam regained his breath and composure, he let himself compute the fact that the badly thought out plan actually worked. Alastair was dead. He felt Anna's small frame crash into his back and her arms wrap around his waist, but he could barely move initially. Like Anna, he couldn't take notice of the sight off to his left near his feet as he took in her shaky words of Alastair being finally dead. He couldn't torment Anna anymore, or Dean. One big threat was finally defeated and now they had Lilith to focus on. He slowly placed his hands on Anna's arms, holding her to him closely as he let it sink in. “I'm sorry I went behind your back…” he whispered to her before finally looking down and seeing Duke cradling Mika's dead body. He felt like the wind just got knocked out of him, part of his mind wanted to see anyone other than Mika dead on the floor. He didn't want to believe he wasn't quick enough to save both Dean and Mika. “....m..Mika?” He stammered, finding it difficult to get her name out of his mouth for the first time in his life. His hands began to shake against Anna's arms, hearing Duke begging Mika to wake up and apologizing for not protecting her. That was exactly how he himself felt, as he was so convinced that him turning up and killing Alastair would save and protect her and Dean. He was convinced they would all come out of this alive and relatively unscathed, but he was wrong.

He was oh so wrong and now he's lost his older sister. The one woman he always saw as becoming the official sister he grew up with. That it would have always been him, Dean, Anna and Mika, against the world and the four of them would be the formidable endgame. Gripping tightly onto Anna's arms, he forced himself to keep it together as he saw Dean crawl over to Duke and Mika, sharing the moment of grief together. He felt so out of the situation, his mind beginning to completely disassociate, his tears as quickly they began to fall, seized. He couldn't even acknowledge the begging to Castiel to bring Mika back or Dean being taken out of the room to be healed against his will. He couldn't even truly acknowledge Dean re-entering the room and taking Mika's body from Duke, leaving Duke in the ground or Esme coming to Duke's side. It was only when Dean reached the doorway that he turned to his brother, “get to the car, I parked behind Duke's truck…I'll help get everyone else out” he said, but there was absolutely no emotion in his voice. A sure sign he had disassociated himself from everything.

“We gotta go…” he said to the others, knowing the moment he got outside he would have to call Bobby. He waited for Esme to get Duke off the floor and when they were all good to go, he followed Esme and Duke back outside, holding Anna's hand firmly in the hopes it would stop shaking. Pulling his phone out, keeping a hold of her hand with his free hand, he speed-dialed Bobby's home number and waited for him to pick up. He had no idea how he was going to tell him his niece died at the hands of Alastair, but he knew he had to.

“Bobby…it's Mika…she's uhh…she's…gone. Alastair killed her…” he stammered out when Bobby eventually answered, still feeling pretty mentally distant from the situation as he walked closer to Mika's car and where Dean was holding Mika's body. He glanced down at Anna, letting go of her hand to pull out the car keys, handing them to her whilst giving her the look to request she helped Dean get Mika's body into the car by unlocking the car for him, whilst he was on the phone. He needed help as he mentally couldn't deal with it all on his own and he hoped Anna could decipher his look.

"From out of Nowhere" - SPN

LEXI

Lexi had to admit, seeing the way Nat was with Cason told her that although the Winchester's could never fully forget Cason was a demon, Nat was most certainly not a push over when it came to her boyfriend. It was pretty badass in Lexi's eyes as it was clear that Nat didn't take no fools despite being in love with a demon. The way Nat's actions of pushing Cason's legs off the table did actually make her smirk, covering her mouth as discreetly as possible so as not to laugh at the action, whilst Dean scoffed. Yet it was clear to her how much Cason wasn't really that annoyed as he did seem to just melt at Nat sitting on his lap. It was a unique relationship but one Lexi could respect nonetheless.

As Sam finally joined them in the room looking a bit disheveled, Lexi found herself raising an eyebrow briefly as she remained seated for a moment longer to watch how he would be with Anya. But that didn't last long when Dean saying her name made her look towards him, seeing he had stood up. Giving him a nod to silently say she'll come help him with the bag and packing the car, she stood up from her table just as she saw Cason speak to Nat and kiss her cheek. Deciding to just keep moving on instead of checking in on Sam and the others, she looked up at Dean who had his hand held out for her with a smirk. He really wasn't letting Nat's over protective suspicions rule how he was with Lexi and she was so grateful. Smiling back at him, she walked over, grabbed her jacket on the way off the back of a spare chair and took his hand. It felt good to be getting back on the road on a proper hunt again after a few days off. She still has every plan to play it safe, but she was ready to try and help Anya out of this deal. Sure the last few hunts she had been on with Sam ended up helping people, but they were mostly generic hunts to just prevent people getting hurt. This time it was directly helping someone who was asking for their help.

She also really liked Anya and liked how she brought Sam out of himself, so Lexi wanted to help her as best she could.

SAM

Sam rolled his eyes at Dean's teasing words about rejoining the rest of the group. Of course Dean would make some smartass remark about him being the last one back in the room with everyone else. At least Nat didn't say anything, so he counted it as a small blessing in disguise. He simply gave a nod when Dean walked past him and patted his chest, he knew what that meant. Dean was giving him the signal of theirs to say he knew what happened, but he wasn't going to get involved. Something he didn't know whether to feel thankful for or annoyed by. As Anya stepped up to him and helped with his shirt, he got the feeling she somehow just knew something happened between himself and Anna and that broke his heart. He never wanted to hurt Anya or break her heart when they were getting so close so quickly. They gelled so perfectly, connected in a way he never thought was possible to do with someone new after Anna, and here he had possibly done something that would drive her away. After the hunt, he would have to talk to her and be open, even if that scares him to death.

He signed thank you to her for helping fix his shirt before giving her a simple nod to answer her question if he was okay and ready to go. He let her type on her phone and when she was done, he read the message and yet again, she managed to make him smile. “Sorry to have kept you waiting. That actually sounds perfect” he replied, leaning down and pecking her lips sweetly after seeing her sweet little pleading smile. “You need to get a drink for the road first?” He asked her, as Anna spoke with Cason and Natalia before walking off towards the garage.

NATALIA

Looking up as Dean got up and openly said the only person who could follow him to the car was Lexi made Nat roll her eyes before narrowing them over the comment. The. She remembered what Anna and Anya both told her, ‘try being nice to Lexi, she's a good person’ rolled in her head and the memory made her sigh through her nose. Her thoughts got interrupted when Cason said about how it was like old times and she didn't know if she wanted to be in agreement or offended at the comment. If it was like old times Mika would be following Dean to the steps, not Lexi. She did however give a smile when he kissed her cheek. “I'm okay, I'm really proud of Anya, she's an incredibly quick learner but it's not quite like old times…is it? If it was… she'd be here…” she replied honestly. “But yeah, filling me in would be helpful” she then added, showing she didn't want to fully dwell on the old times, but she couldn’t help but acknowledge it at the same time.

She turned her head towards Anna when she said she'll ride with them and that was completely understandable. As Cason leaned forward to quietly mention Anna and Sam's habits, she really wished Cason didn't say anything. Though she couldn't help but think it as well, she wanted to give Anna the respect of not bringing it up, and it seemed Cason thought differently. Seeing Anna flip him off before walking off behind Dean and Lexi, Nat couldn't help but smirk in pride at Anna. *Hey Anna!” She called out as she delved into her jacket pocket and threw her the car keys. “You'll need these to get in” she gave her a sympathetic smile.

When Anna headed off upstairs, she stood up off Cason's lap, but not before giving him a nudge. “I know we both think the same things but lay off her a bit yeah? It's a lot for her to deal with, we're not her mom and dad, we shouldn't act like it” she said calmly and softly. She wasn't going to let the two of them be at each other's throats the entire drive, but she also didn't want Cason thinking she was picking sides as she was trying to be impartial, or at the very least, sympathetic to Anna and Sam's situation, even if it didn't ever come across as that all the time. “So, let's take advantage of the kitchen's stock to restock the car with drinks and snacks then go after this demon for Anya.” She suggested.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

NATALIA

When Sam ignored her question as to why he was doing this and just left in a hurry, Natalia sighed. Running a hand through her hair she looked around the room, now very much on her own as everyone had left to either get Dean and Mika back or talk Castiel into joining them. Sitting on the couch, she wondered what to do, her foot rapidly tapping the floor. She wasn't getting any good feelings from the situation. She couldn't get how Sam looked pumped up on demon blood out of her mind. It was haunting as she never wanted to see her brother looking like that. It also saddened her to think he felt he had to do it to help Dean and Mika. Sitting still was just not an option for her at this moment in time, so she got up and went to Bobby's stash of alcohol behind his desk, poured herself a drink of whiskey and put the bottle back where she found it. Walking back to the couch, she lifted the glass to her lips and forced herself to only sip the drink even though she was wanting to just down it in one go.

So much of her didn't want to disturb Bobby, but she also didn't want to be alone. Downing the drink, putting the glass on the empty table, she looked out the window to see what Bobby was actually doing. She couldn’t spot him from where she was so she turned back round, standing up and deciding to just go outside to get some air. Every now and then she would check her phone for any kind of update but unsurprisingly, there was nothing. Walking over Dean's car, she saw the damage she did in daylight and actually winced. “How he didn't kill me for this I'll never know” she muttered to herself, reaching her arm through the broken window carefully and unlocking the door from the inside, where she took out the hammer she had thrown through it and inspected the rest. She saw the glass everywhere on the seating that wasn't outside on the gravel and I ew she had to clean it. It was the least she could do for Dean in time for when he returned home.

Looking around, she found one of Bobby's toolboxes and walked over to it, putting the hammer down on top of it before looking for a dustpan and brush, finding one, grabbing it and walking back to the impala. By hand, she swept all the glass that was on the seat into the dustpan and cleaned it up. Satisfied that the inside of the car was now glass free after she also swept up the floor, she carried the lot to the outside bin and chucked the glass fragments inside it. She hoped the small action would be enough to start her apology before putting the pan and brush down and heading back inside. Going back to the couch she sat down and a while later Cason returned beside her. Looking across at him, she saw him utterly unharmed which was a good sign, “hey, so..do you think your plan is working?” She asked him.

MIKA
As Cason and Castiel circled each other and started talking, she kept back and watched on. Ready to defend Cason if she thought it was warranted. They all hurt Nat by not helping Cason, she wasn't going to make it happen again. She looked towards the door when she heard spluttering, coughing and screaming from the other room. She didn't like it, she couldn't help but have a feeling if was getting closer to Dean getting more hurt. That dread only got worse when it suddenly got quiet for a moment and all she heard was Cason and Castiel talking with each other. Forcing her eyes back to the other two, she saw what Cason saw. Castiel was breaking, he was doubting everything Uriel had told him. He was actually listening to what Cason was saying to him, more than when she tried to get through to him. When Cason then finished speaking, agreeing to leave at Castiel's mercy, she gave a nod to his request in keeping Cas talking. Taken off guard internally at him kissing her temple, she let him leave to go back to Nat before looking back at Castiel.

“He's right Cas, you know he's right. I can see the doubt in your mind, it's written all over your face. You wouldn't have made Dean do this because you know it's not just or righteous.” She spoke calmly, stepping up to him a little bit more closely, not taking her eyes off of him.

Then it happened, she heard commotion in the room and her head snapped towards the door. Dean was in trouble, she could feel it in her gut and soul. “Open the damn door!” She barked at Cas, giving him a look that said she ain't playing anymore to make him open it. When the door opened, she stormed in with no real plan. Dean had ruby's knife, she had nothing. She just had to save Dean. Grabbing a crowbar off the ground swiftly, ignoring it was hurting her hand as she smacked it right around Alastair's head, just hard enough to make Alastair drop his eyes from Dean and turn his attention to her. With him now facing her, shebquickly grabbed Ruby's knife and plowed the knife into him, but missed the heart. “shit” she muttered as she took a step or two back, almost tripping over the crowbar she had moments ago dropped.

“Ah my students little lover!” He coyly teased, walking toward her, pulling the knife out of his shoulder and chucking it on the ground. “this'll be fun!” He smirked, Mika keeping her eyes on him to try and predict his next move. “I’m more to him than that” she replied, “I'd say!” He closed the gap, sniffing her, “there's definitely a fire in you, an ancient fire” He grinned, making her shudder at his closeness, understanding why Dean was actually scared of this guy. Without a second to open her mouth to retort back to her, he balled his fist and threw a punch, making her stagger backward as her head snapped sideways before she regained her balance and punched him back with all her might. She had to fight long enough for one of the others to get Dean out of here. “get Dean out of here!!” She barked out, hoping someone would hear her as she held her own as long as possible until she could no more.

Alastair grabbed her by the collars of her vest top, lifted her off the ground so she couldn't get a footing and slammed her against a pillar. She gasped as she felt the wind completely get knocked out of her lungs, and felt some kind of shank go through her spine. With a flick of his wrist, the chains that previously held him down now flew across the ground, up the pillar, over a pipe, back down and round her neck. Her skin burning hot as the iron coated chains touched her skin. She felt her feet lift up off the ground higher as the chains pulled her up, ripping the shank that was in her back out again, nothing below her to grab onto, the soles of her boots just sliding off the pillar as she felt herself being hung, the pillar scraping up her back as a guide for the chains, blood marking her trail upwards. Her eyes wide and full of fear. “now you stay right there for teacher. Class will be in session soon” Alastair coyly instructed, finger waving at her, going to turn back to focus on whoever else would be stupid enough to follow Mika inside the room, when Sam barrelling in eerily calm, arm reached out.

“Let them go and why are the demons killing Angels?!” He demanded to know answers, Mika watching as she scrambled trying to break free but each time she did, it just got tighter around her neck, and the less she was beginning to be able to move the lower half of her body. Her fingers unable to get under the chain to try and make some breathing space.This was it...this was truly her time to die after surviving an attack she shouldn't have years ago. Her extended time was done, game over. Tears welled up in her eyes as the realization hit her heart as well as her mind. She could barely struggle anymore, her flailing getting slower. Her vision blurred, voices becoming nothing but an echo and she couldn't even see where Dean was to say goodbye. She just hoped the others would look after him when she was gone, and look after Bobby. Oh god, Bobby. She couldn't say goodbye to Bobby, her Uncle, pseudo father, the man who basically raised her all through her teen years. Tears began to fall down her face.

“Dean…” she choked out, barely loud enough to even be considered a whisper. She didn't want to die like this, not here, not now. “Dean!!” She could have sworn she heard someone shouting at him, was that Natalia? Cason? Anna? Sam? She couldn't make it out. It could have even been Esme or Duke for all she knew, but their voices just all blurred into one sound. A voice seemed to scream again, but it was no good, she couldn't hold her eyes open any longer as she felt the last breath escape her lips, her head dropping down, her arms limp by her side, eyes closing. She was gone…..and she never got to say goodbye to any of them. She just wanted to see Dean one last time, die in his arms and not hanging like some demon trophy. She didn't even know if they got to Dean and got him off the floor, she didn't know if they killed Alastair or at the very least sent him back to Hell. She just wanted Dean….to feel his arms around her. To tell her it's going to be all okay and she isn't dying or dead.

SAM

Sam kept driving to the address that was on the post it note Cason gave him. Like Duke in his truck, he knew of the address, or at least the area of the address. The fact it was bare there, he knew why Uriel and Castiel chose that area of all places to hold Alastair. No humans could just stumble upon what they were doing and think they were all psychopathic humans just torturing someone. Though that didn't mean he particularly liked it. It meant he would have to be careful when he got there, making sure he did all he could to not get spotted and aware that Duke and Esme had a good head start on him. “Anna please be okay…” he kept muttering to himself to get himself through the drive. His hands were shaking from the demon blood coursing through him as he gripped the wheel tightly to lessen the shakes. He couldn't bear the thought of Uriel hurting Anna in any way and if he did, Sam was determined to kill the angel himself with his bare hands if he had to.

—-

At the location, he saw Duke's truck but not either Esme or Duke. “Dammit Duke!” He hissed, knowing Duke was no doubt just going in with no real plan. Turning the engine off, taking the keys out of the ignition, he opened the door and got out after pulling up behind Duke's truck. Normally he would have gone to the trunk and grabbed some weapons but he didn't see the point now, he was the only weapon he needed. Slapping the roof of Mika's car for good luck, he headed inside, hoping he would spot Duke and Esme at some point. He walked through the grounds, finding a way inside and sneaking around. It was then he found the hallway he needed with the room in question ahead of him.

Storming ahead, he noticed the carnage around everyone, but he didn't let himself focus on it, deciding to solely focus on Alastair in front of him as he lifted his hand and focused on slamming Alastair against the wall and pinning him there. “Let them go and who’s murdering angels? How are they doing it?” He demanded, keeping his focus. “You think I'm going to tell you?” Alastair choked out, “yeah I do” Sam replied with a twist of his hand and making Alastair's eyes roll back to the whites.

“It's not us! We're not doing it” Alastair told him. “I don’t believe you”

“Lilith isn't behind this, she wouldn't kill seven angels. She'd kill a hundred, a thousand!”

Sam paused what he was doing as his nose began to bleed a little bit, which made Alastair sneer. “Oh go ahead, send me back. If you can!” He smirked in a slight sing-song tone. “I'm stronger than that. Now I can kill” Sam replied matter of factly, holding his hand right out, focusing and pulling Alastair out of the body with a golden flickering and crackling. Alastair starts screaming before he falls silent and his body falls to the ground dead.

"From out of Nowhere" - SPN

LEXI

Sat next to Dean, Lexi was reading another book in the hopes that it would give her more information that she didn't already know of. The library's collection was impressive and it was clear that the old Men of Letters were extremely thorough in their own research of pretty much anything that went bump in the night and day. As Cason appeared out of nowhere, she flinched ever so slightly and noticed how even Dean went into protective mode before seeing who it was, to which they both relaxed again. She saw how seemingly proud of himself Cason was and she couldn't work out if it was because he made them both jump or because he actually found something useful on his little sluth adventure. Or maybe it was a bit of both, Cason at the moment was a little hard to read but something told her if she was around him long enough, she'd be able to read him well enough to get by and not be as phased by his stints like this. It still amazed her that the youngest Winchester was dating him.

Listening to the boys exchange words, taking on board what Cason was saying. ‘So he actually knows this demon in question…interesting’ she couldn't help but think to herself. She agreed with Dean that they should probably just head out and get it done the moment the others got back, the sooner they could get Anya out of her desk the better in her eyes. She hoped Anya was alright outside with Natalia and that Anya felt she had actually learned something useful as now that she too saw it was getting dark out, she realized how long the girls had been out.

At the mention of Sam and Anna, Lexi decided she was most definitely staying out of that conversation, as like Dean, she too heard all kinds of noises coming from Anna's old bedroom and she did not want to get involved. Even after being warned by Dean hours ago about Sam and Anna, she still didn't want to be involved as she didn't want to think about all the possible ways Anya could react to it if she finds out. Seeing Cason pull a knife out of his boot, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at how comfortably he was making himself. It was bad enough that every part of her wanted to knock his boots off the table, but she didn't know him well enough to feel comfortable in doing it. Turning her attention back to Dean as he looked at her and spoke to her, she gave a nod and smirk back. “Always prepared for a late night hunt. Other than a jacket, I'm all good to go when everyone is here” she replied.

SAM

Laying in Anna's bed the way they were brought back so many happier times that he could almost have fooled himself things hadn't changed between them, but truth was they had. Like Anna, there was that painful feeling in the pit of his stomach knowing this had to be the last time they did this. Despite having said that plenty of times before, he knew this really did have to be the last. He turned his head to look at her as she moved to look down at him, a hand lifting up to hold hers in place on his face before it lowered again at the mention of Anya. There may not have been malice or judgment from Anna when she asked about Anya, but he still felt incredibly guilty that Anna felt she had to mention Anya, and felt guilty towards Anya for having slept with Anna behind her back. Hlat first, he didn't know how to answer the question as he didn't want to hurt Anna, but the truth was he was close to Anya.

They had gotten naturally close so effortlessly that it felt normal. He soon gave a nod as Anna twirled some of his hair in her fingers. “Yeah…yeah I am” he finally said, looking at her with apologetic eyes. He never imagined he would get close to anyone other than Anna, but then Anya came into his life and she felt like a breath of fresh air, a second chance to not screw up. He wanted to do right by someone and not let them down like he let down Anna so horrifically. He didn't know how Anna was going to react to his admittance that he was close to someone else after all this time and that he wanted to be close with someone else, so when she simply said that they have to help her, he looked partially surprised but grateful.

He returned the kiss that she gave him, this time feeling like it was a kiss of closure and goodbye in a way. That Anna was accepting in letting go and starting anew just like he wanted for her. Pulling away from the kiss, he nuzzled her nose back before letting her scoot to the end of the bed and sit up to get dressed once more. Doing the same, he leaned down and grabbed his clothes, chucking them on the bed beside him and, item by item, got dressed once more. He glanced at her as she did him and nodded. “I know…and there will always be a part of me that will love you. That'll never change.” He admitted to her as he pushed his legs through his jeans, doing them up. He didn't know if telling her that was a good idea but he had to get it off his chest. She had to know there would always be a part of him that would still love her, even if that love had changed ever so slightly. They had too much history that would mean that love couldn't ever be fully erased.

At her next words, he couldn't help but smile softly. “I'll make sure to remember that in the future.” He replied, picking up his flannel shirt and slipping his arms through it.

He waited a few moments for Anna to go back to everyone first before he walked to the war room himself, seeing that Anya and Natalia had made it back from his distance. Glancing down, he saw he had buttoned his flannel shirt up crookedly, so he undid the couple of buttons and redid them correctly only to have Nat give him a look that he knew all too well. He just gave her a sheepish look and turned his face away from her, knowing if he kept eye contact with her long enough, she'd insist on pulling him to one side and giving him a lecture. He had hoped that he could have fixed his shirt and made it in before anyone noticed him, but it seemed that wasn't to be. “I'm here” he said back to Cason as he showed himself to the rest of the group.

NATALIA

The moment Anya mastered the throwing knives techniques, Natalia felt incredibly proud of her. She even got the knives quite close together which was even more impressive for a newbie. She clapped out of joy and pride before she too noticed that the sun was setting and it was probably time to head back in, before someone sent out a search party for them both. Probably Dean or Cason, she figured. At Anya's suggestion of also heading back, she gave a nod and smile, “I was just thinking the same thing. Or we'll have one of them searching for us.” She chuckled back as she let Anya pull the knives out of the tree trunk and handing them to her. Taking the knives from her, she stashed them away safely with Anya's help and headed back to the bunker the same way they walked over earlier on in the day.

She stopped off at her car to put her supplies back in the trunk, letting Anya continue forward before she jogged over to catch up and headed inside behind Anya. She noticed the looks and basic signs that Dean and Anya exchanged, wondering when Dean suddenly learned a little ASL. As she descended the stairs behind Anya, she saw how Anna was when she entered the war room and Nat couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. She had an unsettling feeling that the dam broke once again between Anna and Sam and she really hoped she was wrong, but from the distance she saw Sam finally start to make an appearance and from the way he was sorting his shirt out, she wasn't wrong about her guess. The moment Sam caught her eye, she gave him her signature disappointed and annoyed look, which he looked away from swiftly. Pretending she didn't just see Sam, she walked over to everyone else, forcefully pulling Cason's legs off the table so she could perch on his lap. Exactly where she preferred to sit even if there was a spare chair next to him.

As Cason and Anya kept signing to each other, Sam finally entered the room with the declaration that he was here. “Better late than never, idiot” she smirked.

"From out of Nowhere" - SPN

LEXI

Judging by the sad nod that Dean gave her in response to her opinions on this case, Lexi guessed he had wished she had a more hopeful reaction or opinion. Yet she didn't and she never saw a point in lying or giving false hope if she truly didn't see it. Unknowingly that was the biggest difference between herself and who Mika was. Where Mika would always try to be as hopeful as possible, even if she didn't believe it, she would still try to give that hope to others, whereas Lexi would be real, even if it wasn't positive. The only time she ever faked hopefulness was when Owen was alive and she didn't have a good feeling about certain hunts. She thought numerous times in the past that she wouldn't come back alive, but she somehow managed to every single time. Yet it was the night Owen died, she lost any point to fake hopefulness, a habit she would have to change now she was with Dean.

She listened to what he was saying and she agreed with every word. “I agree, whatever becomes of this hunt, we get Anya out of this deal and we end this demon’s life. Like you say, if she doesn't get her voice back then we'll make it work, we'll be there for her if she needs it and if that means she goes away with Sam for a while? Then we give her that. At least with Sam she'd be safe” she replied as he reached up and cradled her face. An action that seemed to make her naturally tilt her head into his hands more every time. She looked up at him, not letting her eyes stray away from his when he began to speak once more and asked her to be careful. As he leaned down and kissed her forehead, she closed her eyes, taking it in. She listened as he explained how he couldn't lose anymore people to easy hunts, something she understood well. She had teamed up with hunters before and when they died, she went straight back to being a solo hunter until she met Sam. “I will, I swear to you. I will be as careful as you need me to be Dean and I will be coming back with you all” she said to him.

She figured some of his request wasn't just because they had lost people on simple hunts that should have stayed simple, she figured some of it was still his grief at losing Mika during a hunt. Something she was incredibly sympathetic and empathetic to, so if promising him that she would be careful and even better behind him if needs be was the way to go reassuring him, then she would do that. “Together, with the others, we won't let it be one of those hunts.” She said once more, leaning up pressing her lips onto his for a moment before pulling back.

SAM

Sam knew he should just pull away, apologize for falling into ways and leave, go find Anya and Nat or do something else entirely but he couldn't do it. All he wanted in this moment was Anna, even if it would mean he'd feel incredibly guilty for it towards Anya. He let Anna push him back as he stepped backwards in tandem with her own steps, pausing at the edge of the bed of hers as she pulled away, causing him to chase her lips momentarily. As her hand trailed up and I to his hair, he remembered how much he missed her doing that, causing him to close his eyes and try not to get emotional at such a simple touch. He reopened his eyes when he felt her fingers brush down and over his lips, seeing her smile once again.

He nodded at her whisper, in this moment believing her when she said it to him. Reality was it wasn't okay, they shouldn't be falling into old habits, but right now he believed it was okay and he refused to believe anything else. He kissed her back, desperate for that familiarity that only her kisses could actually give him. He held her close to him as he deepened the kiss, until his hands could stay in one place no more. Running his hands down and under her shirt, lifting it up and over her head before running his hands back down to her waist, holding her close once more and returning his lips into hers.

NATALIA

Nat didn't know ASL like Cason did, but she took what she signed as a positive, even though she didn't understand it really. She made a mental note to herself to get Cason to teach her some ASL so she could communicate with Anya without the use of a phone. After helping her up, Nat waited before continuing as she saw Anya pull out her phone and begin to type. Listening to the message, she couldn't help but smile and find it interesting that Anya used to be a dancer. That flexibility would most definitely come in handy in this line of work. She listened to the second part of what Anya wanted to say and nodded at her words. “Buying yourself time for backup to get to you is always a must. You're right, demons aren't as easy to kill as humans if you don't get it right straight away. Which is why learning ways to either guarantee a kill or at least slow a demon down is so so important. Obviously, none of us will put you in a position where you're alone, we'll do our hardest to keep you close. But like you say, learn to be prepared for any situation” she explained.

Nat was so proud of Anya for seeing this smartly and not thinking it was all like a video game. If she got killed there was no respawning, Anya didn't have an Angel on her side to bring her back like Dean and Sam had Castiel, and she certainly didn't have a demon boyfriend like Cason on her side. She was ready to ask if Anya was ready to learn how to properly throw a knife, when she noticed Anya typing another message, so she waited and listened when the message was played. The message seemed so important and she couldn't help but look at Anya with sympathy but understanding what she was saying. “That's really vital to know. Thank you for telling me Anya. Also, I'm sorry that happened to your dad. That is really one dirty trick to play, but sadly one I've heard be used before by demons and wendigoes. Not many tricks piss me off more than that one.” She replied.

“but rest assured, you're in the safest hands with my brothers, Cason and me.” She gave her a smile, squatting down to pick up the knives off the ground. “So…how about learning how to properly throw these babies? Wanna see if you'll get them in the tree without bouncing out” she smirked.