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Supernatural - After The End

Dean Winchester

Dean noticed the small squeeze to his arm, and gave a reassuring squeeze to her hand, letting her know that it wasn’t anything she should worry about. At this point, he had come to terms with a lot of what had happened to him, and just used it as more fuel.

He gently sat them down on the nearby bench as she spoke, gripping his arm tightly. He knew this was something that bothered her greatly, and it was something he wanted to dispel from her mind. He listened intently, but pulled his arm from her, wrapping it around her shoulders. He couldn’t remember ever saying anything that would make Esme feel like a burden, but she did. Asking for help, felt like something she should have felt bad for. He sighed, furrowing his eyebrows as he stared out over the water, not knowing how to straight up tell her that she was wrong. A lot of the time, he would have loved the company, and the extra work.

When she brought up the way that things left off, he let out a sigh he had been holding in, shaking his head while looking at the ground, “No. No don’t be sorry for that. I mean, it’s not like I tried too hard to tie you down…”

He gave a small laugh as he mentioned tying her down to keep her with him, “I’m sorry that I didn’t try harder enough to be…around. I should have known you needed someone.”

Madison

“I do feel what I think is happy. I’m not alone…”, she explained when Sam mentioned that he wanted her to be happy. She then got an answer she didn’t want, but she was trying to stay calm. Michael wasn’t with the Winchesters, and had left her alone, and let her mother die.

Her eyes tried to glow a soft white as she processed the information with anger on her face. Realizing she was about to lose control again, she closed her eyes and then looked at her fingers, taking a deep breath. Hearing that she could live with them, her eyes raised to his, the small white light still dimming behind her blue eyes.

“Then, everything is going to be alright.”, she whispered, a small smirk threatening the edges of her mouth. She wanted to meet Castiel, and she wanted to be able to hunt, like her mother had conversations about with the brothers. She wanted a family, most of all.

“And I’m happy I found a family…”, she muttered, not truly understanding the meaning of the word, but that she had heard it before. She let out a long sigh, and her ear perked up, turning to stare at a man that had just sat down at the breakfast bar. She didn’t say anything about him, but his power aura felt similar to hers, and her curiosity raised as she stared at him.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

“Trust me. I don’t like the idea of leaving them, either…”, Dean muttered as the hotel got smaller in his rearview mirror and they headed West. He was very jumpy, finally pulling his gun out of his pants with a bit of effort while trying to keep the car straight on the road. He sat it on the seat beside him, with the safety on, the top of the slide resting against his thigh.

“Judging by how many different rooms seemed to be buzzing and how much blood there was, this was a nest attack. I wouldn’t have wanted to take them with two fully able people, much less the state that we’re in.”, he continued to explain, possibly more to himself than Mika.

He wanted to put as much road between them and the hotel as possible, but he also knew that with his head injury that it wasn’t the brightest idea to drive all the way to Sioux Falls at this very moment.

Not to mention, he had a lot to say to Bobby, and the only way to get it all out before Bobby tried to beat his ass over Mika’s leg was to ambush him mid afternoon, right before he started day drinking.

“So, survived being manhandled by a ghost, and now you’ve survived a nest of vampires with a gimp leg. What’s next, Disneyland?”, he joked, trying to lighten the mood and ease his own pounding heart. He had just realized he was still panicking, even though they were safe. Knowing Mika was basically bait scared the crap out of him.

Supernatural - After The End

Dean Winchester

Dean gave a small frown to her saying that she hadn’t had it easy on his own. He wished he had known. He could have helped her out, or at least met up with her to try and get her to come to them, which wouldn’t be unheard of. He jumped and laughed at her calling him a giant, pulling away from her for a second before taking her arm back into his, placing his hand on top of hers, “Well, that’s just a meaner way of saying you got shorter…”

As the came up on a small park, with a lake in the center of it, Dean stepped up to the small fence beside the water. He too was enjoying the normalcy of being with her, again. It was as if they had never been apart. They were the exact same people, despite all of the messed up situations they had both been involved with.

When she broke the small bit of silence, he raised his eyebrows and turned his head to smile at her, shrugging, “Um…well that’s a more complicated answer, I think. I went to Hell, literally. Came back because the angels needed a gopher, and Sam let Lucifer out of his cage. Then we got involved with all the angel stuff out of guilt, mostly…and we’re here.”

He smiled, trying to let her know that none of it was anything to be sad about, at this point. It just was, what it was.

“But, I’ve been hunting too. You could have called, if you needed anything.”

Madison

Madison narrowed her eyes at Sam’s words, making the make sense in her mind. Dean was extremely impulsive and he had shot at her because she scared him. She seemed to scare anyone who knew anything about her, which caused her mind to wonder if she would always be shot at, or stabbed. That thought didn’t bring her much joy as she accepted Sam’s confirmation that Dean did want her safe, “So, don’t scare Dean and I won’t get shot…I think I can do that. I understand my emotions a little better. I don’t feel fear, right now, or anger.”
She shifted herself in her seat, turning toward him and crossing her legs like a child on a stool. She looked into his eyes, earnestly, and asked, “Why wasn’t my father with you guys, when I was born? I felt Dean. I felt you. I felt my mother’s soul leaving the room, but not my father. And can I stay with you? I don’t really have anyone else, and you’re nice.”

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Cason, Dean and Annabeth

Annabeth took a deep breath, gasping for air after the outburst as the entire room seemed to be scolding her for something she didn’t even know she had the choice to say ‘no’ to. She closed her eyes, letting their voices wash over her, to get the brunt of it off their chests as she stood still.

Cason, on the other hand, crumpled to the floor beside Esme, pulling her to him and rubbing her back to try and get the worst of the shockwave out of her system, before a question burned his mind. He let Natalia scold her, as Annabeth seemed to respect her, and he hoped maybe she could pressure some answers out of her. But when no answers came, and Annabeth stayed silent after Sam finished speaking, he decided to ask the burning question.

“What did it cost?”, he asked her. His voice exasperated and heartbroken. She didn’t answer him at first, only keeping her eyes closed, “Tell me! What did it cost…your soul?”

“I have to…”, she started, opening her eyes and peering up at Sam before letting out a small sigh of panic.

Dean had gathered himself by then, standing up straight and glaring at her. He didn’t want to hear what was coming next, but he almost knew the answer.

“I have to go with him. He gave me 24 hours.”, she whispered. Cason’s gasp and groan pierced the near silence in the room as he ducked his head again, “He threatened horrible things. There was nothing any of you could do. Sam would have just broken into pieces in front of all of you, if I had said no. This wasn’t a ‘go get the others and see what they can find’ situation. He didn’t even explain why he needed me, only that my choices were stay here…and Sam dies horrifically. Or I go with him, and you’re all safe, as long as you don’t come after me.”

She looked over at Natalia, her eyes heartbroken and red, “I didn’t make a deal for my eyes. That was just his first good faith payment or something. I made the deal because he could have snapped his fingers at any second…and blown any of you to pieces.”

Dean cleared his throat, “She’s probably right. Alastair is someone I have heard of, recently…and lets just say he’s Lilith without the moral compass. If she says he would have killed you, Sam…he would have, in a heartbeat. He’s creative, too.”

Annabeth sighed with relief that Dean understood her motives, if nothing else. She looked up at Sam, knowing that this news wouldn’t be what he wanted to hear, and brushed his hair behind his left ear, “You can’t come after me. You hardly know me, right? This way…you guys won’t have me to worry about. I’ll be his problem. And if I get the chance to run, I’ll run.”

Bobby took a deep breath, now that everyone was starting to simmer down and held his hand up, as if he was in class, “We can use my vault, to buy us time, but I can’t guarantee he won’t come and kill all of us anyway. If we protect Sam and the girl, maybe we can find a way to kill Alastair?”

Dean raised his eyebrows, holding a hand out toward Bobby to see if the others agreed with him, as he did.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean reached under her torso and her legs, careful to not put any pressure on her new wound, despite the hurry. He pulled her up with a bit of a groan, considering the bandages on his back and turned toward the door. Whipping it open, he pulled her body close to his, getting a firm grip on her, “You got it. There’s no way I can take them all on my own with just one machete. I mean, I could try, but if I don’t make it out, you’re a sitting duck.”

He sprinted to the car, pulling her keys off the top of the pile he had placed in her arms. He kneeled low to the ground with effort, sitting her gently on his knees as he unlocked the passenger door. Happy that it opened easier than John’s, he slowly stepped back, her still balanced on his knees and opened the door, before standing with effort, hoisting her back into his arms.

“Look at me, using logic, right?”, he joked, as he sat her down on the edge of the passenger seat. He helped her shove her legs inside the car, carefully placing both her feet on the floor, and then shut the door as a woman ran out of her room screaming and covered in blood, “They’re going to take this whole place…”

He got into the drivers side of the car, and turned to her, panic on his face, “We’ll get out of Minnesota, and find another place to rest, until we can get back to Bobby’s…but they’re going to take this whole place. Put your head down…”

With that, he started the engine and quickly reversed before peeling out of the parking lot, the bloody woman trying to chase them, begging for help.

Supernatural - After The End

Dean Winchester

Dean nearly rolled his eyes again at Sam as he shooed them, but turned to Esme anyway and pulled her arm to link with his. He then walked them out the door, keeping a smile on his face, “So, what have you been doing all this time, while we’ve been out on the road?”

He decided to get straight to the burning questions he had, as it had seemed like forever since she had even called or texted him. He had to admit, he was happy she did, today. No only could he and Sam use an extra set of hands, but he was genuinely happy to see her again, after all this time.

“And you’ve gotten short.”, he quipped, looking down at her with his toothy smile. It was his attempt to try and show her that he was the same Dean, with more baggage, but an alcohol induced good sense of humor. He carefully crossed the road with her, strolling along a sidewalk in what felt like the most normal thing he had done in years.

Madison

Madison realized from Sam’s surprise that holding people’s hands when you first meet them is not normal. She slowly and carefully placed her hand on the table, still bucked up against his. She sat very stoic and quiet as Dean and Esme left them. She didn’t know how to start conversation, especially with someone that she still felt might be a threat to her safety.

“So. About me…”, she started, finally gaining the courage with a small sigh, “I saw your brother shoot at me. And I ran away, because I’m supposed to be safe. That’s why I’m in this body.”

She finished the words with a small glance down at her own body, “I like…Esme, and whatever you call this thing.”

She pointed down at her belt, and ran her fingers across the buckle.

“And I like that woman over there, because she’s polite. I heard her say something about a husband leaving her. Isn’t that sad?”, she asked him, not understanding the point of them ‘answering each other’s questions’. To Madison, what had happened in the last few hours was her entire knowledge of the world.

Supernatural - After The End

Dean Winchester

Dean smiled down at Esme, keeping his face empathetic and gentle as she explained that she was okay, with an earnest look. He brought his hand down to fiddle with her hair as she turned from him.

“Well, then why don’t we take a walk? The food won’t be up for a bit.”, he muttered, looking over to Sam for approval, though he got it without much time between, “That sounds like a good idea. Madison, what do you think?”

He asked the question while standing slowly from the booth, after pushing himself out. He reached a hand out to Esme, keeping his eyes on Madison for a second to wait for her response.

Madison

Madison smiled in relief when Esme told her that she was okay. It was all she really cared about at the moment, with everyone at the table. Although, Sam was growing on her. She shrugged her shoulders, looking over to Sam, “I wouldn’t mind talking. I don’t know much except what I’ve learned today, but I can try. I have questions too.”

She turned back to Esme, “You should spend some time with Dean. He’s missed you. Maybe you can convince him not to shoot anyone else…”

When she spoke, Dean raised his eyebrows before narrowing his eyes at her in a scowl, rolling his eyes to Sam in a way that said ‘she’s never going to let that go’.

“So go. I’ll be okay with Sam…”, she finished. Smiling up at Sam while taking his hand on top of the table, eliciting another weird stare from Dean.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean kept his smile, until a loud thud and a scream perked his head up. He sat up, a little too quick, judging by the dizziness, and sat silently. He tried to listen to see if there was more noise, and much to his disappointment, there was. Dammit.

He slid off the side of the bed, holding a hand out to Mika with a finger raised, “Don’t…move…”

He reached for his gun that he had laid on her end table, checking the magazine. He then slid the magazine back into the gun, and pulled the slide to engage a round. Letting a deep sigh leave his mouth, he stepped up to the door, still shirtless, and pulled it open just as another scream rang out through the air.

Outside the door, it was chaotic as random strangers from other rooms left the safety of their doors to check on the commotion. He quickly gestured to a woman who approached him, “Go back to your room and lock your door. Do it now!”

Terrified, but seeing his gun, she nodded and ran back to her room. He shoved people into their rooms as he passed, attempting to find the source of the screams. Getting to the end of the motel row, he found his first clue, a body of a young girl. The girl was blonde, and looked to be no older than sixteen, but her throat was completely ripped out. It seemed the assault had happened recently, because even though she was dead, the blood was still pumping out of the wound. Frowning, Dean realized he wasn’t prepared, “Dammit. Of course it’s vampires. It’s always vampires, in Minnesota…”

He weighed his options, thinking over the fact that he didn’t have backup, with Mika laid up. He didn’t know how many vampires there were. He didn’t even know where to start, aside from grabbing a machete and hoping for the best. So, he did something rare. Gritting his teeth, he cursed himself for the decision, “It’s for Mika…”

He justified it out loud, an intrusive thought of Mika being helpless in the room flooding his rationale. He huffed and ran back toward their room, quickly opening the door. He stepped inside, slamming the door behind him and turning both locks before turning to Mika.

“We have to go…right now.”, he told her, quickly running around the room to gather their things. He shoved them into her arms, wrapped in a towel from the floor and held his arms out, “I’ll carry you, but just trust me. It’s Minnesota, and we gotta go.”

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

I'm surprised Crowley wasn't listed, Besides Dean being the best choice, Crowley is definitely 2nd in line before Sam and Castiel. 😎

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I usually play Crowley. So sometimes I forget others can a well 😂

Supernatural - After The End

Dean Winchester and Madison

Dean placed his free arm on the back of the booth behind Esme, loosening up as they spoke and ordered food. Shockingly, the only thing he ordered was a slice of pie and a cup of coffee. He wasn’t the hungriest after everything that had happened this morning.

“Well, now that you’re here with us…I guess we can share efforts on the whole apocalypse situation.”, he muttered, glancing over at Madison to read her demeanor. He was happy that she seemed a lot more relaxed near Sam. Maybe he was the good luck charm with wayward monsters. He chuckled silently about the statement.

When Sam asked if Esme was alright, he leaned forward, just enough to see her face. He wasn’t quite used to her being so quiet around him, but he figured it was just the awkwardness of being back with him, but Madison spoke up.

“She’s overwhelmed. But she’s excited to see you…”, Madison spoke softly to Sam, and then turned her eyes to Dean. Dean raised his eyebrows at her, and then turned to Esme.

“Are you overwhelmed? I can give you some space…um. I know it’s been a while.”, he quickly stammered out, his eyebrows raised as he did so. He didn’t want to make her uncomfortable, now that it seemed like the nuke had been disarmed, momentarily, “Or if you want, after we eat, we can take a walk?”