JustAnna

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean raised his eyebrows, remembering that they got a new bed out of this whole thing. It only took a near broken leg and a hole in the back of the head to achieve. Nice! He thought about the fact that Bobby was a better father than either of them had realistically ever had, even if he did have his blow ups. He had leaned on Bobby since he was a teen, to bail him out of trouble with his Dad if he didn’t feel like doing something stupid that John wanted him to.

He smiled gently at the memory of her mom always liking him. He liked her too, truthfully. She took care of him, with the only rope tied to it being that he never let Mika get hurt, or ever made her cry, “She was someone that I felt pretty safe around. I think she could have taken your dad, if he had laid a good hand on me.”

He laughed a bit, adjusting himself with a small hiss as he forgot about his head. He was starting to feel like he could get through this without much more help, as far as needing a hospital. His tension was fading, from the fear of passing out or having seizures, something John would have seen as a weakness. When she mentioned John, right as his face flashed in Dean’s mind, Dean smirked, “I always kinda wanted you to slap him. He couldn’t have disapproved of you, less. And honestly, it would have been hot…”

He laughed a bit harder, “I would have taken the beating for that…”

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Dean Winchester

Dean smiled softly, still fighting a lump in his throat as Mika reassured him. He pulled her hand up to his lips and kissed her knuckles as they walked back toward the house. He couldn’t justify in his mind why she didn’t just run away from him. In his mind, the things he had done in Hell were unforgivable at best, and at worst, he definitely didn’t deserve to leave the pit.

“Let’s go see what my brother has brought home…”, he muttered with a smirk, finding exactly what he was afraid of when they stepped into the room. The tension and panic made him raise both his eyebrows, holding Mika’s hand a bit tighter as he looked between the people in the room, “Yeah um…is everything okay with you guys? Sam? You good?”

He asked his brother if he was okay knowing he most likely wasn’t, but he wanted Sam to know that now that they were back together, he had his back, if anything crazy was going on.

Cason

Cason frowned at Esme still shooting him down every time he decided to shoot his shot and flirt with her. He stepped over close to her as the others discussed what was going on. Most of the information they were churning out, were things he had heard through the grapevine anyway. So, none of it really surprised him.

However, when Annabeth skidded into the room, a familiar smell flooded his senses, and he turned to her. Before he could go over and shake her for being an idiot, Sam was there, checking her over.

“What the hell did you do?”, he asked, the tone of his voice portraying the full devastation he was feeling at seeing her eyes magically back, while she smelled like literal Hell. His eyes turned black, as the smell was no longer something he could just get past and growled.

Annabeth

Annabeth stared at Sam, surprised and thankful to see his face again, as he checked her over. She let him, almost smirking, until she realized that the look on his face and everyone else’s faces was not that of happiness, but worry or fear.

“Um…that’s hard to explain.”, she whispered, her large blue eyes staring up at Sam, begging him not to test her ability to keep a secret. She knew that with him, she would fail miserably.

When Cason asked her what she had done, she closed her newly repaired eyes and looked down at her feet, which caused him to sigh in another show of his devastation, throwing his hands up and then bending as if he couldn’t breath, placing his hands on his knees.

“Listen…I didn’t know what else to do!”, she pleaded with the entire room, barely acknowledging that Dean and Mika were back in the room, until Cason spoke up again.

“She made a deal…with a demon…”, he gasped, feeling sick, “After all this time. Why didn’t you come get me? I have half a dozen dogs out there. They could have ripped Alastair to shreds…”

“You did what?!”, Dean erupted, causing Annabeth to jump, her hand instinctively coming to Sam’s arm as she forced her eyes closed again, “You made a deal with Alastair?! Do you have any idea what you’ve done?!”

“HE WAS GOING TO KILL SAM!”, she finally snapped, knocking the wind out of Dean’s lungs with her sudden outburst of frustration, and causing him to clutch his chest as she gripped Sam’s wrist, “He was going to kill Sam. I didn’t have a choice…”

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean smirked at the memories flooding his brain. He had been so reckless as a teen, but it was what ended up making him an almost more reckless adult, if he was honest. He shrugged slightly, “I kept it because it seemed like the only way to hold onto you, you know? I have pictures of my mom…”

He stopped when he thought about Mary, but pushed the thought to the side and plastered the smile back onto his face, thinking about them sneaking and how things hadn’t really changed all that much, “I mean, we almost got kicked out of Bobby’s house for our…noise. It’s almost like sneaking again, if you think about it. Be careful of the bed creaking. Be careful of breaking anything. Be careful of pulling your face out of the blankets.”

He gave a soft laugh and remembered the night she was referring to of her dad losing his mind after realizing he was right, and Dean was indeed in the house. Dean was sure he was dead that night, and nearly broke his neck getting away, “I thought he was going to shoot me, or something. He came at me so fast…I ran like I was running from literal bullets. Didn’t make me come around any less, though.”

He continued running his fingers up and down her arm, sighing in contentment and honestly feeling a bit better.

He furrowed his brow, and smirked, “I mean, it’s not like my dad appreciated me having anything that lasted more than a night or two, either. There were times I was afraid he was going to choke me, especially after finding our food scraps in the back of his car. Woof…Sammy had to make up so many excuses to keep my head.”

Supernatural - After The End

Dean Winchester

“The fact that you’ve managed to get through the entire past year without finding out about the angels…”, Dean muttered with his eyebrows raised, to Esme. There was a small scoff behind his words as well, considering he had been elbow deep in angels since the beginning of the previous year when he returned from Hell.

As Madison set her terms for coming with them, Dean almost wanted to tell her she didn’t get to make demands. But that wasn’t true. She had the control here. She was the nuclear bomb, here. So, he simply nodded to her and snapped his fingers in the air to get a waitresses attention. An older waitress smiled sweetly at his attention grabbing, which he returned, and she made her way over to them.

“Yeah. I wouldn’t mind having a conversation with Esme, after all this time. There’s a lot to figure out, with the angel stuff, and now this…”, he muttered, smiling sweetly at Esme without making eye contact with Madison.

Madison

Madison smiled a bit at Sam noticing she was hungry. He was being so kind, although he had no real reason to, aside from knowing her mother. She nodded lightly, and listened to both Sam and Dean confirming that Esme would probably be staying with them. This set her mind even more at ease, as she turned to Esme and smiled.

“We have decided on something called a Turkey Burger.”, she announced to him proudly, her nose in the air. She was proud of herself for learning a food item. She glanced at the menu on the wall next to her, realizing she could read some of the words, or at least make out the sounds from listening to her mother through her eyes, “And a D. R. Pepper.”

Supernatural - After The End

Dean Winchester

Dean sighed, knowing this was a lot for Esme to hear. She didn’t understand what they had been through in the last few months, or even the last two days. But he did want to explain. When she closed her eyes and mentioned him not wanting to explain what was going on, he sighed.

“I’ll explain. I just have to figure out how…”, he started before Sam broke his train of thought, scolding him and then speaking to Madison, again with his textbook empathy. He closed his eyes and rubbed a hand across his eyebrow, turning to Esme, “Since he just spilled the beans, I’ll just come right out and say it…she’s a Nephilum. But she’s not just any Nephilum. She’s Michaels daughter.”

He let the words fall out of his mouth, trying to ignore the look that Madison shot him as he spoke up.

Madison

As Sam explained that her actions had scared them, she felt a pang of guilt come across her hungry stomach. She matched his gaze, taking in his words with an almost apologetic look, “I’m sorry I scared you…”

She then changed her gaze back to Esme for a second, peering between her eyes and Dean’s eyes as Dean explained who her father was. She had never heard her mother speak about her father by name. She narrowed her eyes, curious if they knew him.

“Do you know my father?”, she asked Dean, who quickly shook his head.

“No. No, we don’t. We do know that he’s an an Archangel…”, he explained, not expecting her to understand what he was saying. But he also had decided not to lie to her.

Madison turned to Sam, studying his features, “I’ll go with you, after Esme eats food. And then she comes with us. I want to make sure she’s safe, too.”
She had become attached to the first parental figure she had been in contact with. Of course she was. Esme was the first human to show her kindness, and she planned to repay that kindness.

What Are You Listening To?

Supernatural - After The End

Dean Winchester

Dean was a bit disappointed by Esme’s answer of having no answers. He was slightly hopeful that she would have been able to learn a bit about Madison, aside from what they already knew. After Madison spoke, and Esme turned back to him, he stammered a bit, trying to find the words to explain to Esme what was really going on.

“I um…y-yes I might have pulled a gun on her. It’s a really long story, and I will explain, but I need her to know that we are willing…”, he turned back to Madison, “…to try and work this out.”

As Sam spoke to Madison, Dean listened to his words and his eyes narrowed as Sam said that he was going to keep her safe. He was taken aback that Sam was essentially promising her that they wouldn’t kill her. It was something he couldn’t guarantee. He kicked Sam’s shin lightly, glaring at him.

Madison

Madison was surprised when Sam spoke to her so gently. His voice was familiar, and made her heart flutter. He had been the biggest caretaker for her mother, while she was pregnant, and had spoke about how excited he was to meet her. He had even helped her mother pick out her name, named after her grandmother.

She relaxed a bit, and scooted toward him, loosening her body language as she realized she was truly safe with Sam.

“I believe you. She trusted you, and told me I could trust you.”, she spoke softly, a small smile drifting to her eyes and the corners of her mouth, “But you’re scared of me. If I hurt you, I didn’t mean to. You both just seemed so tense, and scared. I don’t want to scare anyone.”

She explained her actions to him, glancing to Esme and then back at the softness of his eyes. She was surprised that he was so kind, after his brother had tried to kill her. She did remember, however, that Dean had mentioned things, while near her mother with Castiel, about killing her or at least finding somewhere to take her that wasn’t on Earth.

Supernatural (the show) - 1x1 Canon/non-canon

Bump :)

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean continued laughing at her aversion to cowboy boots, and what he remembered to be a good memory, even if at the time it was one of the scariest moments of his life, aside from hunting. He shuffled his body a bit to slip his arm up under her neck, and hold her close to him against his chest, his fingers tracing the side of her arm as they laughed.

When she brought up the night he was called out for being under her bed, he laughed again, his smile bright, “Oh yeah. I thought she was going to pull me out from under the bed and throw me out the window. When she just told me goodnight, I almost came out of there and gave her a hug, but I figured that was pushing it. So, the only thing I could say was ‘yes ma’am’.”

He laughed, remembering that it was the last time he had really treated anyone but Bobby with that much respect. It was a high point for him. At the mention of the Polaroids, he raised the hand that was on her arm, and pointed at nothing in particular, “I still have one of those in my bag, actually. It’s stuffed inside of my journal as a bookmark. You were smiling. I like to stick it in the part of my book when I’m sleeping sometimes…”

He pulled her hand up onto his chest, and held onto it, bringing it gently up to his mouth to give her fingers a small kiss.

“Good times. We should do fun stuff like that more often, now that we have to hide a bit less…”, he muttered with a chuckle.

Supernatural - After The End

Dean Winchester

As Esme said Madison’s name, Dean also took note of it. But Esme knowing her name caused him to narrow his eyes and turn in the booth to stare at Esme, “So you guys have been hanging out, I assume. I wonder how much she has told you.”

He broke his gaze and stared over at Madison, noticing that her glare had softened when she realized Esme knew him. He cocked his head to the side in confusion, glancing up at Sam with the same look and then back at Madison.

“Um…how did you two meet?”, he asked gently, trying to be as careful as he could.

Madison

Madison flinched when Sam sat down, once she realized who he was versus Dean. She scooted as close to the wall as she could, not wanting him to touch her. He had been there when Dean tried to kill her. He may want to kill her too. However, Esme’s voice broke her out of her panic and she met her eyes, softening her glare into a scared gaze.

She then turned to Dean and whispered, “She found me after you tried to kill me.”

She said the words so bluntly that Dean raised his eyebrows to her, surprised she could speak after only a few hours of life. He was slowly beginning to feel sorry for the kid. She probably didn’t even understand what was happening. Madison then turned her own eyes to Sam and pouted, “Are you going to kill me? I just want to eat. And…and I miss my mom. She trusted you.”