JustAnna

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean smiled warmly at the joke about her hair and then shrugged, playing into it. He released her, stepping back before they ended up in trouble again. It was the path of least resistance but a path that should be barred if they were going to work together.

“Just stay...that’s all I’m sayin’. It’s my first time alone in a while. The monsters under the bed might get a little rowdy.”

He raised his eyebrows and held out his hands to try and be convincing.

“Plus, I have a cable package. We can handle the business with Mi-...with um ghosts later.”

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“That sounds super familiar.”, she scoffed, looking out toward the parking lot. She noticed the Impala and pointed.

“Your dad even drives the same type car as my mom and her friends. I’m not really allowed to go anywhere with her either. Apparently her job is like...top secret or something.”, and there it was, the connection. The pity for Sam came creeping in, like other kids she had met while traveling. She frowned slightly, having broken her own rule about talking to strangers.

“Hey um...I’m gonna head back. Wanna hang out?”, she asked against her better judgement. She wanted to learn more about this job, but also, she just didn’t wanna be alone. Her pouty blue eyes turned upward from under her hair as she asked, before she reached forward and grabbed his soda, popping it open and taking a drink.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

AnnaBeth and Dean

Dean was surprised by the small kiss but smiled anyway. At least one thing seemed sane, in all this. He followed Sam away from the girls, wanting to reach out and grab the younger, yet much larger man as he pushed them both toward their conversation area. Once there, he placed his hands on his hips.

“What the hell is going on, here, man? I mean...that was a lot. I just came back from Hell and that still made my head hurt.”, he closed his eyes tightly only to open them and peer up at his brother, “Something ripped me out of Hell. And...whatever it was left this.”

He pulled his arm from his jacket, pulling his tshirt sleeve up and revealing the handprint scar.

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AnnaBeth watched Sam walk away, her hands fidgeting as she did so. He looked oddly familiar, on top of everything. But considering she remembered very little about her childhood, even if they had met before...she probably couldn’t pinpoint it. Tearing her eyes away as he disappeared with his brother, she turned to the girls and took a deep breath.

“I’m AnnaBeth...um some people call me Anna. I’m sorry for what happened back there. Believe it or not...that’s new.”

She gave a nervous laugh. Just as she did so, her face went blank as a vision came across her mind. She was in a school, and she couldn’t breathe. The face in front of her, belonging to the person holding her off the ground by her throat, was not familiar. But the voice ringing out her name in the back ground was...

Sam.

She heard a snap, before her mind pulled her out of the vision like a wormhole, whispering the entire time.

“Should have known...Destruction follows the Winchesters...The end. This is the end.”

Coming out of the vision completely, she realized she was breathing heavy and her eyes were burning. Blinking, she looked around at the women. She was still safe...

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean stood and grabbed her bag, ripping it from her hand. He then grabbed her arm, his hand sliding down to her own, “I didn’t mean you couldn’t stay…The door is locked. My dad doesn’t know and probably won’t care to check on me. He knows I’m pissed. So, you’re fine here until morning. You’re more likely to be seen out there trying to get your own place…so sit…”

He tossed her bag back onto the floor and pulled her toward him. He then thought about her question, biting the skin on his lip. He shook his head.

“I don’t know what to believe. I mean…I can’t keep living like this, but if there’s some weird cosmic douchery going on, and she’s alive, I feel like the universe owes it to me. But yes…I feel like she’s still around, in one way or another. I’m just not sure what to do with that feeling…”, he pushed a loose hair behind her ear, smirking.

“In the meantime, I guess you’re her ghost…”

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Anna felt his name ring out like a bell. It was the first human contact, outside of her mom and the people they traveled with that she had been privileged to in a long time. She laughed lightly, still checking him over as she stood. She then pushed away from the machine, moving over for Sam, “Three weeks, actually. And judging by the fact that she’s not back yet, I’m assuming mom is dumping me here for another week.”

She smirked and nodded her head about his family, “Families…Don’t you ever wish you could just get away from it all? I mean…are their problems really ours? I think I do…but…here I am. Still eating the same delivery pizza and cheap vending machine food. I guess it’s not that easy to take care of yourself…without hope that someone else is there for you.”

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean groaned, shoving the note back into his pocket as he leaned in a little closer, “I’m aware that humans don’t just walk away from Wendigos. I’ve relived it…over…”

He paused and turned around walking back toward the bed a bit, “…and over. But haunting me? She may not be a monster, but dammit Kenz…that would be the cruelest joke the universe has ever friggin’ played on me!”

It was probably true. The world had a funny way of treating him, punishing him. But this was horrid. Wiping a hand down his face, he turned back to her and pointed toward the door, “By the way, judging by the way my dad talked about our last meeting in the car…you might wanna lay low.

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Anna noticed the boy walk up to the machine. She barely turned as she picked up her chips from the machine. Something about his demeanor made her smile when he spoke. She stepped back against the soda machine next to her and looked him over, trying to judge him quickly, “Hey. I’m Anna.”

After watching him for a couple of seconds, she pointed to the machine, “You know…the candy in these things is as old as this dumpy hotel. Might wanna stick to the salty foods.”

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

I think the next poster on the list is @ActRaiserTheReturned.

We don't wanna leave anyone behind again.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

“I figured…”, he started, before taking a deep breath and sitting on the bed closest to the door. He ran his fingers through his hair nervously and shook his head. He figured Sam wouldn’t stay away for long, which could pose its own issues, “I figured you wouldn’t show, considering how fast you bolted, and how…limited that conversation was on the phone. Sorry about my dad.”

He thought about how to approach his next words as he stared down at his hands. He stood, as nervously as he had sat and pulled the note that was left at the previous hotel, “I called you here, because my dad isn’t planning to go out until after midnight. I can’t sleep, now that we are here…and…well it’s just vampires. We either die, or they do. There’s really no in between or guess work.”

He stepped over to her, and held the note up in front of her face, “…and I wanted to talk about this in person, so there’s no lies. No secrets. I can read your face, and you can tell me everything you know. Either I am being haunted, which poses a whole new kind of hunt, or you’re an escape artist, and she…is still alive.”

His eyes were tearing up as he spoke to her, his lip trembling slightly. A small obsessive glimmer shown behind the green irises as they pleaded with her own.

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Anna stepped out of her room at the hotel, groaning at the idea of living off vending machine food for another week. Her mother moved around from hotel to hotel, combing from town to town to figure out what had happened to her father. She was too young to even remember him, but wore his dog tags around her neck. He was a good man, an honorable man. The house fire was pegged as a freak accident, one that she and her mother barely survived when she was only six months old.

But her mom had never let it go. She had these mysterious people that she spoke to every now and again, moving from town to town in search of...something. Sometimes she came back after a day or so, and they would move to another town. Other times, she would be gone for a few weeks, always coming back seeming older, slightly more scarred than before.

Snapping herself out of her thoughts, she thumbed a few quarters into the snack machine.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

AnnaBeth and Dean

Annabeth nodded at Natalia, removing her hand from Sam’s arm. She smiled lightly at the comment about Dean, instantly trusting Natalia a little more. Honestly, she wasn’t normally this skiddish, but since the visions had started…she was just so scared. Add that to having a solid lead on what the visions could be, in Sam Winchester, her mind was a bit scrambled.

She then looked at the other woman, Esme. She couldn’t quite feel her out, but maybe if they spent some time together, things could change. She gave her a small smile and a nod. Anything but being too close to Dean. She let her hand drop slowly down Sam’s arm to his hand and released him completely, stepping toward Natalia.

“Don’t leave?”, she asked, turning briefly back to Sam. She had a lot of questions for him, as well. But he seemed slippery.

Dean reached over, grabbing Mika's hand gently.

"Watch her, okay?", he asked, looking her straight in the eyes, "I hate to say it, but she may be a key here..."

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean sat on his bed, nearly hyperventilating while he waited for Kenzi to arrive. Luckily for him, John hadn’t bugged him since they landed. He and Sam were doing research on the other side of the hotel, before the planned hunt the next morning. He must have zoned out between the last text message announcing her ETA, and the knock at the door.

There were answers to be given, if she was willing. It didn’t feel right, but it felt like something he needed to do. This had to stop.

Sighing deeply, he stood from the bed and opened the door, “You came…Um. I half expected you to…um…hey.”

Standing to the side, he made room for her to enter the room.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Also, @ActRaiserTheReturned, the only reason I am not having Dean read too much into Benjamins words is so we don't spill the angel beans before he meets an angel for the first time in person.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

@WolvenaI think we probably would lol
I'm pretty easy to get along with. Call it...southern charm with ADHD sprinkles, and an impossibility to tell anyone no LOL. Makes me an easy going doormat who is nice enough to not be used as a doormat very often lol