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Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

I hope no one minds that we do the Cason/Esme stuff while everyone is offline. If anyone needs links back to posts they are responding to, let me know. lol. We are bored, and this is fun. <3

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Cason

Cason stared at her for a few seconds, waiting for her to calm from him scaring her, closing his eyes because he knew he had screwed up. Just as his eyes fluttered closed, a punch connected with his nose, and he groaned, taking a few steps back from her as well.

“AH! I didn’t mean to! I was thinking about you when I landed and Jesus Christ!”, he muttered through his fingers, gently laying the clothes on the closed toilet, and the boots falling to his feet. He stepped back through the door, “Sorry. I’m sorry. But you know, I’ve seen naked women before.”

As he spoke, his nose carefully pieced itself back together behind his hand, and stopped bleeding. He snorted and continued speaking to her from the other room, “…I’m doubting you have anything going on so shocking that I couldn’t recover. Stop being so violent!”

He stepped backward and sat down on the bed, keeping a watch on the bathroom door, where he could still see her moving around. This human was going to be the biggest pain in the ass, if he chose to stick around. Whatever trust issues she had, aside from his being a demon, he was going to have to tiptoe around…especially when she was around the Winchesters and their magic pig sticker.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Cason

Cason stepped carefully into the room a bit further, making sure the door was shut behind him, before he walked to the bathroom doorway and leaned against the wall outside as she spoke. He cringed when she mentioned him being so close to her, once again.

“I think the right way to handle this situation, typically would be to say…I’m sorry?”, he asked gently, glancing his eyes toward the doorway while he waited for her to confirm. When she continued about needing clothes, he thought pretty hard, narrowing his eyes in thought.

“Um…”, he started, raising his eyebrows, “I could go…get you some clothes, I guess. I already have someone headed to get your car as we speak. It should be here in maybe an hour.”

He shuffled his feet a bit, and adjusted his stance. Peeking around the door frame, he leaned his face on it, giving her as much puppy eye as he could muster, “…I figured you might want your stuff. I’ll be right back.”

He disappeared, and only several seconds later returned with clothes draped over his arm, and a pair of boots in his hand. He didn’t even bother landing in the other room, at this point, just tried his best not to stare as he held the clothes out to her, “All black will suit you, well…"

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Dean also stood from the bed after she moved from him. It felt like a chore to get up, as he did so, and he searched around for his bag. He got a chuckle, as he looked down and remembered he was nude, while Bobby was downstairs ranting about the night before.

He found his bag, bending over to grab fresh underwear and a t-shirt. Throwing them on, he turned back to his bag and pulled out his only other pair of sweatpants, stepping into them with a groan.

As she spoke about the text message, he giggled softly, pulling the drawstrings of his sweats and leaned forward for a quick kiss, before yelling on his way out the door, “I’m coming, Bobby! I’m sorry…don’t starve me!”

He took the steps two at a time on his way down, his feet squeaking to a stop at the entrance of the kitchen.

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Annabeth

Annabeth sighed sleepily as she heard Sam’s voice in her ear, just as she was waking up from him turning over. She gave a soft smile, placing her mouth below the blanket before muttering, “Good morning…”

As he left the bed, she groaned, not wanting his warmth to be gone. It felt cold in the hotel room, so at least the air conditioning worked well. She sat up carefully, almost forgetting that she had tied the bandana around her head in the middle of the night. She was pretty thankful, since she didn’t want Sam to have to look at her face much, without a cover.

At the gunshot, she jumped and tried to locate Sam with her ears before he spoke. She nodded her head in his general direction, and left the bed. She didn’t want to stay, but she remembered back to the last time she hadn’t listened to him. So, she stepped over carefully and slipped her boots on her feet without tying the laces. She then sat down at the table, Sam’s bag nearby in case she needed a weapon.

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Cason leaned against the bricks of the hotel, taking a deep inhale of the cigarette he was smoking. When Sam Winchester bolted out of a door nearby, he rolled his eyes.

“What did I do?!”, he asked, his cigarette between his lips causing his speech to be muttled. He stared up at the larger man and pointed at his forehead, which was still oozing blood as the bullet made it’s final push to leave his skin, “Bitch shot me in the head!”

"what did you do to make her shoot you in the head?" he asked him, slightly relaxing when he saw it was just Cason, but not fully letting all tension leave his shoulders just yet. He couldn't help but glance his eyes toward the room Esme would be in before looking back at Cason once more." seriously, she doesn't seem the type to shoot you for no reason" he added before Cason could reply.
Cason rolled his eyes once more, as the bullet dropped onto the ground between them, and his forehead healed itself. He shrugged his shoulders, "I touched her in her sleep, and not even in a sexy way, ya know? And when she woke up, she shot me in the head. Apparently, she's allergic to concern…"

Sam rose an eyebrow when Cason worded his reply in the way he did, it only lowered bsck down when he said it wasn't in a sexy way. "I should hope not." he simply replied, meaning about the not touching in her sleep without her consent. That was not a topic he wanted to talk about a second time in his life about another woman. "okay...fine" he said back with a sigh. "is she okay now?" he asked.

Cason turned his eyes to face the window Esme was behind, before he shrugged his shoulders and reached a hand up to rub the spot where the bullet hole had been, "I dunno. She yelled a lot. She threw a tantrum, and either she's seething in here, or she took a shower like...a human.”

He narrowed his eyes and pointed at Sam's chest, "And How's Anna? I know she stayed with you, because of her...stuff. But I mean, she lost her eyes. I can't imagine she's taking it well. Has she mentioned me?”

Sam listened and hoped Esme was indeed alright, hoping she managed to get a shower to calm down. It did seem like an utter overreaction to an poor decision mistake. He glanced back toward his room and then back at Cason, shaking his head. "she basically just fell asleep last night. Woke up to her hugging me but that's it. She didn't really talk at all last night to be honest" he told him. He wasn't going to lie to the demon, no matter what weird human emotion he seemed to have grown for her. "I'm guessing she's holding up as well as one would to losing their eyes." he added.

Cason nodded slowly, a slight feeling of jealousy rolling up into his chest as he stood with Sam. He tossed his cigarette out into the parking lot and turned to re-enter his room, "You see to it that she's safe, until she wises up and understands that running with the Winchesters is the quickest path to exactly what she experienced the other night. She'll see who you really are, and when that happens...I'll be out of your hair. But if she dies...well...that'll be a different conversation for us…"

Sam sighed, partially rolling his eyes at Cason's warning. "yeah yeah, heard it all before" he said, brushing off the warning before he turned on his heels and headed bsck to his own room. "oh," he spoke up, pausing before going in, "Tell Esme Natalia has her jacket" he told him before walking back inside the room.

Cason sighed at Sam not acknowledging his warning. He huffed a few times, waving him off about the jacket, and stepped into his room. He didn’t expect to see Esme in a towel when he stepped in, quickly diverting his eyes from her to the wall next to her with a clearing of his throat.

“So you, uh…took a shower.”, he muttered, his eyes fighting to stay off her body, even though it was covered by a towel. He inwardly groaned at how stupid his mind was acting right then. He cleared his throat again and bit his lip.

“Um…the um…the bullet fell out. So, there’s that. How are you feeling now?”, he stammered.

Dean Winchester

Dean groaned a bit as he sat up from his spot at the kitchen table. He had spent all night going through books with Bobby for some hint of what they were dealing with, with angels. At some point in the night, he figured the whiskey had taken hold and caused him to fall asleep.
He stood from the table and slowly walked to the stairs, scratching his head. He ascended, a little worried about Mika’s shape, although the head wound she had was miniscule. He still worried about her, constantly.

He pushed the door to her room open carefully and snuck in. Taking his place on her side of the bed, he leaned over her in a sort of hug, leaning down to her ear with a small kiss, “We have work to do…”

He whispered the words in her ear with a slight smirk, before giving her cheek a small kiss.

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Dean shuddered a bit, biting his lip at her finger circling his collarbone. It tickled, and made the hair on his arms and chest to stand. He smirked at her being sore as well, the thought bringing back lovely flashbacks from the night before.

Bobby’s yelling shocked him out of his thoughts. He grinned brightly as he yelled, and then looked down at Mika before busting out laughing, “Holy crap…I would say so. But I am hungry.”

He continued laughing as Bobby stomped down the stairs, “He’s going to kill us…”

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Dean chuckled as she snuggled into his chest. He couldn’t help but think this was nice, almost domestic. He tightened his arm around her and hugged her tightly to him, running his fingers up and down her arm as he sighed, “You know that we eventually have to face him…and everything he’s going to yell at us…”

He laughed again at the idea of Bobby being so frustrated with them that he might kick them out, now that they were back together. It wouldn’t be the worst idea. After so long of being officially apart, there was bound to be long nights, exactly like last night. With Bobby not sleeping much as it was, those nights would undoubtedly be miserable for him.

He stared at the ceiling, flexing his ab muscles a bit with a smirk, “…but then again. I’m sore. I might not be able to take the stairs…”

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Dean matched her smile, letting go of his body weight to roll over top of her, his nose touching hers, “You’re so bossy…”

With a soft giggle, he kissed her deeply, before trailing kisses down her neck and biting her collar bone gently, his hand reaching behind him to pull the covers back over his head.

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The next morning, after they had basically stayed in bed all evening and night, Dean opened his eyes to the sun shining directly into his eyelids. He squinted and rolled onto his back with a groan, and a slight smile at how sore he was.

He was pleasantly surprised when he felt a weight against his side, and Mika was still there. Smirking, he slid an arm under her neck, pulling her head onto his chest as carefully as he could. He was tempted to let her sleep, but he also knew that by now, Bobby was probably thoroughly ready for them to get out and do something…other than make noise in his house.

He brushed some hair from her face, and kissed the top of her head before whispering a simple, “Hey…”

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Dean sniffled and stared at her eyes as she spoke about what she would do if he died. The thought of her getting into a mess trying to bring him back hurt his chest a bit. But the thought of her going insane like he himself had gone through hurt even worse.

Hearing the words “there’s no me if there’s no you” raised his eyebrows as a small smile threatened the corners of his lips. He couldn’t help the fact that he felt like bad luck. It seemed like anyone who got anywhere near he and his dad ended up dead. If they didn’t die, their life got turned upside down and they became hunters. Mika was already halfway down that road. He couldn’t help but think that he was pulling her down a road to die…right along side him.

“Hey don’t say that…”, he whispered when she called herself poison, like his dad had when she was Kenzi. He brushed her hair from her face as she plead with him to be kinder to himself, which was something he honestly didn’t even know how to do. He only knew work, and pain…and work.

He kissed her back as she finished, closing his eyes tightly as he savored the timing of the kiss, “I’m sorry to lay this on you, especially now…We’re rekindling afterall.”

He smiled a bit brighter, and leaned forward, kissing her lips again, a bit deeper. He then pulled back and stared at her with smiley eyes, “Not to be a broken record, but I’ll never let you out of my sight again. You’re right…There’s no me if there ain’t no you. Everything else, we’ll figure it out. That’s a normal thing, right?”

He gave a small laugh at the idea of them trying to be normal.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Just popping in this morning to say I am LIVING for the Cason and Esme dynamic!!!! Legit shipping them already hahaha!

@FuriePhoenix

I think we accidentally turned them into a ship. Like...one that will be kinda an issue later lol
Cason being shot by a woman he didn't even sleep with. He's probably in love, now XD