JustAnna

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

I wanted to stop into let everyone know that starting Sunday afternoon, I will be online sparsely, for about a week. I’m going to have @FuriePhoenix message me when it is time for me to reply, and try to get a reply up in a timely fashion.

My parents are going to be in town and they can be rather…taxing. Furie can tell you lol so if I only get a reply up once a day or so, don’t think anything is wrong. As long as you’re here, I’m here.

@Cassifer@Wolvena@ActRaiserTheReturned@Chulance

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean continued staring past “Kenzi” as she explained herself. He wanted to shake his head, and tell her that he didn’t believe it was possible but then he thought about how much of a blabber mouth Bobby could be when he was drinking…which was pretty much always.

He furrowed his brow and reached back into the cooler, pulling out a bottle of bourbon and two chilled glasses. He unscrewed the top, pouring them both drinks.

“I-um…no you’re not wrong.”, he didn’t know if he believed her. There was a gut feeling he couldn’t ignore, but he was so emotionally drained from everything, that he chose to simply have a drink, “I wanna save her. Hell, I would go out there today on a bread crumb and fight the damn thing that took her, if it would do any good. But none of it ever turns out right. It’s always a losing battle. So, I drink. I find something pretty to latch onto. I punch things. And I move onto the next bread crumb because that’s all I can do.”

He stopped and drank his entire glass in one gulp, “And maybe one day….I’ll save her.”

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Anna reached up and tucked his growing hair behind his ear, a manipulation tactic she has learned over time, “I have a first aid kit, a gun, plenty of money…we have plenty of time to get away. Who knows where you could go if you just didn’t have all of this to weigh you down.”

She continued explaining, her hand not leaving his cheek as she finished, “I know we just met, but I’m taking meeting you…and you getting it as a sign. This is our sign. My mom will be back in an hour or so. I’m planning to run, no matter what, but I want you to come with me…”

She leaned up and kissed his cheek, her eyes darting toward the window to make sure they weren’t being followed/watched.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

@Wolvenano one has to post a book all the time. Don’t worry about it. A paragraph will do. ❤️

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

@Wolvenajust remember that you can post regardless of Mika, since Esme can hear the dialogue. Happy grocery shopping!

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Changed a tiny bit of dialogue in my Dean Winchester post. Just wanted to let you all know, especially @Wolvena

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean nodded at the words that Mika wouldn’t want him to give up on her, another tear slipping down his face as he leaned back, “I know…”

He took a drink of his beer and let out another small sob at he images crossing behind his eyes. Pulling himself together, he listened carefully to her words. Then she said something that caused his tears to stop and his eyes to raise from the table, “What did you just say?”

He waited for a response, as the same memories she was sifting through came flooding back through his memory. His eyes were almost on fire as he thought through them, and realized that she shouldn’t even know about these things, unless she and Mika were closer than she had stated.

“What did you say about our time together? I’ve never told you about that…”, he muttered, not looking her in the eyes, “I’ve never told anyone about that, not even Sammy.”

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Anna was taken aback by the sudden hug, as she wasn’t an affectionate person. She slowly allowed her arms to slide up his back, under his arms. She rested her chin on his shoulder, and took a deep breath, instantly relaxed in his arms.

“Dammit. You just had to hug me.”, she whispered in his ear with a smile, “I just can’t imagine another world, where I’m not sucked into my mom’s crazy. Where I don’t have to deal with her creepy friends, always staring at me like meat.”

She then saw an opportunity, “Let’s leave. Right now…I have a hundred bucks socked away. We can go…”

She pulled away and looked into his eyes, her own scanning his for validation.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Mika's reaction should be interesting to my last post lol

I think we're at the end of Furie's time for the day, but I'm still excited. <3

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Dean stared at Esme, watching her process things as he spoke. He couldn’t help but notice how sad she seemed. It honestly broke his heart. But as he did with most displays of emotion, he froze. John, his dad, could be the same way, when he was alive. He regularly confiscated Dean’s phones, to throw away numbers of people that John viewed as a distraction. Hell, he had done so with Mika's number for a while, when Dean was still looking for answers.

“Come here. Hush and come here…”, he whispered, as she began talking about her parents. That was his breaking point: family. He knew about their case, but hadn’t looked into it too hard. It seemed like a typical circumstance that he had seen all too many times. But now, he felt a pang of guilt in his stomach. They hadn't had much, in way of romance or long-term connection, but he cared for her deeply. He pulled her into a tight hug, slipping back beyond the wall, his hand coming up to rest on the back of her head, ruffling her hair with his thumb a bit.

“You’re here now. Alright? You’re here now, with us. You don’t have to worry about that anymore…just relax. I got you...”, he whispered, kissing the top of her head before realizing he was standing within eyesight of the girls. He didn’t break the hug, although he knew Mika would have plenty of questions.

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Annabeth continued walking down the stairs with Sam until they reached the outside. He spoke from experience, which gave her heart a small jolt of hope. He was the person the voices said he was. Maybe this was all for the better?

“Thank you, Sam…”, she whispered, sighing as their hands brushed each other, and calm washed over her again.

“I just wish I knew what my abilities were. What happened back there with Cason…I don’t even know what that was. I get so angry, and things happen. And it just started when I found out he’s a demon. We were together almost a half a year. He never told me…”, she spoke softly, her eyes filling up with tears again. She pushed them down, as not to lose her cool near Sam, and risk hurting him.

She also noticed Benjamin in the parking lot, and stared for a second before breaking her eyes back to the ground.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

@ActRaiserTheReturned@Cassifer With the chaos...that seems like the most logical option to me. Just have them end up meeting or something. You would have to think up a reason for Benjamin to convince Poe to come with him...or trust him...

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean shook his head, knowing that ghosts didn’t just get to stay. They grew frustrated somehow. John hadn’t figured out exactly how but they always seemed to. His eyes teared up a bit as she spoke, drudging up a lot of pain that he had thought he was over. Hell, who was he kidding. He hadn’t even begun to try and move on. He just drown himself in a bottle.

“Yeah well…”, he started before she mentioned demon. He then balled up his fist on the top of the table, grunting quietly, “…I’m hoping most demons in the world know that’s a mistake. I’ll find a way to kill them.”

He ran a single hand down his face to wipe away his tears and sighed, “And we all know Wendigos don’t spread their diseases. So, there’s gotta be something else. I’m tired, Kenzi. I’m tired of the what ifs and the over theres. I’m tired of worrying that she’s alive out there somewhere, and is so messed up that not even I could bring her back to reality…I’m just tired.”

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Anna nodded, agreeing with him about leaving. Her mother was just as unhinged when she came back from a rough hunt, and would pop off the handle at any mention of her going to school, outside of old books she found at the library. But her mother also went off the rails about her asking to come with her on “jobs”.

“I honestly wish you could just run away…”, she whispered, barely even noticing that she had spoke, before pulling herself out of her daydream at his question about the bandages.

“Sometimes running away comes…in different forms.”, she stuttered, pulling her now blood soaked, bandaged wrist behind her back, “Me and mom got into a fight. I tried to leave and her friends brought me back to her. So, I figured I would take the path of least resistance out, but alas…God, or Satan, or Whoever had other plans. They stitched me back up, and here I am.”