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Supernatural - After The End

Dean Winchester

Dean was a bit surprised when she pulled away from him and began scanning his eyes. He smiled nervously back, keeping contact with hers. Her next words made him smile a bit brighter than he would have preferred to let people see, in public. Dean was happy for her to stay, to be safe.

“I’m stuck with…”, he started to protest as she spoke, before laughing as she finished. Part of what she said was serious, but he couldn’t help feel the banter she was giving in her jokes. It was also kinda true that if she really wanted to, she could take him. He shrugged at that notion, smiling widely back at her. He reached forward and picked up a stray strand of her hair.

“Fine…”, he muttered, carefully placing the strand of hair behind her ear. His thumb brushed quickly along her jaw line and he added another smirk, “I guess I’m stuck with you…”

Madison

The wind inside the diner whistled as the entire diner went pitch black, even the exterior lighting not working. The entire building groaned with the power that blasted through it, due to the interference in Madison’s head. She was so overwhelmed that she couldn’t even hear Sam’s heartbeat, but tried to latch onto his voice as she fought through the episode.

Madison continued to scream against Sam’s chest, before suddenly, the voices stopped and all she could hear was his heartbeat. Although fast, it had a rhythm that soothed her. Soon, the wind began to calm, before stopping completely and she and Sam were left, virtually alone as she gasped for air.

The man in the suit, that had been sitting at the bar, suddenly vanished with another gust of air, proving that he was an angel, watching them. Madison barely noticed as she pulled her head up from Sam’s chest, her nose brushing against his chin as she stared at his eyes, her own red and puffy and scared.

“There were so many voices. They were loud, and it felt like my brain was…hot…”, she explained, as she looked around at the deserted diner, “Did I do this?!”

Supernatural - After The End

Dean Winchester

As she spoke, he shook his head, “No. I still should have known. You’re enough like me that I should have known. I’m not good alone.”

As she leaned into him, he leaned his head down and gently kissed the top of her hair, a motion he saved for those he cared about most, even if he couldn’t say the words out loud. He closed his eyes, his cheek pressed against the top of her head as she explained that she knew he would have come to her. She was right. Their brief time together had made Dean question a lot of things, as her presence genuinely calmed him.

“I don’t know how long you want to stick around, this time. But I’m telling you, I’m always around. I go to people I don’t even know. I damn sure wouldn’t have left you hanging…know that, okay?”, he muttered, wanting to make sure that she never worried about calling him again, although, he couldn’t imagine she would be leaving at this point, considering the way they had met again.

He opened his eyes, staring out toward the water, and hugged her carefully, “You’re here, now. It’s rough, with me and Sam. We have gained a bit of notoriety since you were with me last. Lucifer…knows our names. But I promise you, if you want to tag along, I’ll do everything I have to do to keep you safe…even if that means going easy on the girl, Madison.”

Madison

Madison continued to stare at the man who sat at the bar, her eyes narrowing in curiosity and her head tilting to the side, much like Castiel when analyzing something. She began to hear a high pitched squeal, followed by the faint sound of voices in her head as she stared, barely hearing her name slip out of Sam’s lips. However, at hearing her name, she turned her face to him, and shook her head.

“I’m okay. There’s a man, and his thoughts are about power. Someone in his head just said ‘Gods power remade’…”, she explained. Suddenly, the voices became overwhelming, causing her to cover her ears. At first, she could make them go away with just her hands over her ears, but then the voices pierced her hands. They were voices and noises Sam couldn’t hear, and no one in the diner could hear, but it felt as if her head was going to explode as she leaned into Sam’s chest and began to whimper.

Her anguish caused the lights above them to flicker, and a slight wind to blow within the diner as she sheltered her head and ears, “Stop it! Shut up!”

Patrons within the diner asked questions, confused by the napkins and styrofoam cups flying about, as the lights flickered. One by one, each lightbulb burst, sparks falling onto the ground, and prompting a sort of stampede as everyone in the diner, except Sam, Madison and the strange man tried to run from the building.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean kept his look on his face, watching her eyes as she told him that she felt she had managed to keep all her stitches. He was making sure that she was truly okay, and not lying to him to make him feel better. However, when she mentioned the comfortable beds of the hotel and alcohol, he smiled, “I feel ya there. Let’s go. I just gotta grab our stuff…”

He stood, leaning into the car and rummaging in the glove box, finding her wallet. He handed it to her carefully, before shutting the passenger door, and running around to the back. He popped the trunk and grabbed the blanket he had promised her, to cover her legs. Since she hadn’t been able to take a shower, he figured the blood covering her legs might be a bit jarring for some of the patrons. He smirked at the thought.

“Here. Throw this over your legs…”, he started, laying the blanket on her lap, as he opened the passenger door again, grabbing their bags. He dropped them on the ground and grabbed his half torn jacket from the seat as well, making a mental note that he would need to grab a new one. He held it out to her, kicking the door shut with his heel, “And you can put this on. Might help cover some of the blood. I got a little luckier than you did, on that side.”

“Now…”, he said brightly, clapping his hands, “Let’s go enjoy some luxury…and locking doors.”

He ran around behind her, letting the brakes off the wheel chair and pushing her toward the elevator. They were already getting a few stares from the swankier people in the parking garage, but considering the reason they were here, he didn’t care much. He pressed the button on the elevator and waited patiently.

As soon as the elevator came, he wheeled Mika in, using her chair to block the door from the others entering, and hit the lobby button. He laughed a bit at the groans that came from the other side of the door as the door shut and the elevator rose what felt like five feet, to the lobby and the doors opened once again.

“Good evening, sir. Checking in?”, a bell boy asked him, trying to take his bag from his shoulder. Dean stared the man down, not saying a word until he backed up a bit. He then pushed Mika past the man and to the desk.

“One room please.”, he muttered to the woman at the desk, putting on his best ‘sexy drifter’ face. The woman bit her lip and smirked at him, typing on her computer. She didn’t ask for a card, or an ID. She simply handed him a key card, and a slip of paper with her phone number and a small note, twirling her hair on her finger, “Oh…um. Thank you, Raven. That’s a beautiful name.”

“My shift is over in an hour…”, she muttered, before turning away from him, which caused his eyebrows to raise. He slowly turned from her, and back to Mika, his peppy look fading as his eyes met hers.

“Her shift is over in an hour…and she forgot to charge me!”, he said proudly, his tongue between his teeth as he ran around behind her again, and pushed her toward the corridor to their room.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Cason

Cason sighed, pushing some of Esme’s hair out of her face for her as he adjusted to sit himself on the floor near her. He knew that the plan to hide Annabeth and Sam would only be a temporary bandaid solution. If they were lucky, the Angels would come and take him, or harm him, and forget Anna was there. On the other hand, the angels could come, get in, and kill her.

“I agree, for now. But we need to try and find a plan B. The odds of the angels coming for him are decent. The odds of the angels showing up and only dealing with Alastair are slim. They’ll most likely come for Anna, and we’ll all be collateral, all but Sam.”, he explained, as he stared around at all of them. He turned to Dean, who was surprisingly willing to listen to him, “We are going to have to make her untouchable, somehow…”

Dean Winchester

Dean watched his brother with Anna, his brain recognizing the girl from her mannerisms, the way she looked with Sam and just the general vibe they had toward each other. But even hearing her name, the full memory of her being with them was so faded, he couldn’t bring it up fully in his mind.

But seeing how committed Sam was to her safety, he couldn’t help but find himself rooting for her. She seemed to just be naive, or potentially brainwashed. Something was off about her situation, and it was something he could probably get out of Alastair, if he could get him alone.

He turned to the Demon on the floor, before the others had a chance to chime in on the idea. He nodded to him, turning to everyone in the room as they declared their support for locking them in a vault. However, he had to wonder if the vault was out in the barn.

“And Bobby, just where is this vault?”, he asked Bobby, now satisfied that they could at least buy some time.

“It’s in the basement. Duh. You think I would live in a house without some protection? I had a weekend off, and I built a panic room. C’mon. I’ll show ya.”, Bobby said proudly, strolling past all of them to head downstairs. Dean allowed everyone to finish calming, stepping toward the basement stairs.

Annabeth

Anna gave Sam a sad smile, feeling as though she wouldn’t have much of a choice, regardless what they decided to do. She let her hand fall from the side of his face, down to his hand, her much smaller fingers linking with his as the familiarity of the current stance mesmerizing her brain.

“I’ll stay and try. That’s all we can do.”, she muttered back to him, not truly believing it, but wanting Sam to.

As Nat approached her and placed a hand on her shoulder, she simply nodded. She was feeling the self sacrifice angle would be best, and she silently wished that she had just gone with him straight away, and none of this would be an issue. She could have just disappeared, and none of them would have known what happened. Cut and dry.

“I can bring two of my dogs in from outside. Yeah, Dean. I know.”, Cason started, glancing over at Dean as he spoke and seeing how scared he looked, “They won’t hurt you, unless I ask them to.”

“And what about Angels?”, Annabeth asked, looking up at Sam with a bit of fear in her eyes. She was much more worried about the Angels than the demons. She started walking toward the basement stairs with the others, holding Sam’s hand tightly.

Bobby was already at the bottom of the stairs, and had opened the giant iron door to the vault, causing Dean’s eyes to turn into saucers as he saw the door, “Bobby. You’re awesome!”

Cason turned his head to pull Esme's face toward him, so he could look her over. He was happy to see that she wasn't injured from the energy blast, only emotionally tired, and looked like she had been through Hell again. He felt slightly helpless as he scanned her eyes. He wanted her to hide in the vault, too, even if he couldn't get to her, or at least to sleep somewhere where his dogs could keep watch under her window.

He decided to strike up conversation to try and get her to smile, but also to check on her, "So what's going on with you? It seems like you're just sucking up all the negative in the room, or something. Being around this group, that'll be pretty much a full time job..."

He smirked, dropping his hand to pick up hers, seeing if he could transfer some of his 'chill' into her, only for her, it wouldn't cost her anything, like so many of his clients.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean sighed and rolled his eyes at her insistence on getting out of the car herself. He knew she probably couldn’t put much, if any weight on that wounded leg, and he stayed close to her. He held an arm out, ready to catch her if she was to fall or find too much pain.

As she cursed her leg, he rolled his eyes once more, seriously wanting to grab her arms or at least her waist as she made the decisions that finally ended with her in the wheelchair. He scoffed, “Don’t ask for help. No. That’s not Mika’s thing…”

As he made fun of her, he waved his hands around. He then looked at her with sympathy, squatting down in front of her and placing both his hands on her thighs. He wanted to make sure she was good before they went to check in. Being here, in a hotel that was normally pretty overpriced for a hunter, he knew they were safe. They weren’t in a hurry, really. He quickly rubbed her thigh, before making eye contact with her, “Are you good? You didn’t pop a stitch, did you?”

He smiled warmly, his eyes scanning to find her mental state.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean’s eyes lit up as he realized he had a pretty stiff drink in the back of the car. He hadn’t even remembered the bottle of whiskey since they left Sioux Falls. He had to admit that while he would rather be in a bar, mingling with people to try and take his mind off the job, he wanted to be safe, for Mika’s sake.

“I think I’ll do both…”, he muttered, glancing over at her with a small smile. He knew she would probably agree to a cold beer after all the trouble. He stared off toward the elevator at the wheel chairs that sat by the doors and nodded to her, until she mentioned he was shirtless. As if he had forgotten, he patted his bare chest and laughed.

“I don’t know…it might get us a discount.”, he laughed, wiggling his eyebrows as she reached his long arm into the back seat and reached around for the hoodie. His hand finally landed on fabric and he pulled it toward him, slipping his arms into the hole and throwing it over his head, his sore abs flexing when he did so.

He pulled it to rest around his waist, noting how weird it was to wear a hoodie, as he was used to denim and t-shirts, with the occasional leather jacket thrown in.

“I’ll be right back…”, he said with a smile, opening the door. He left the door open as he ran over to the elevator, grabbing the house wheel chair and bringing it over to the passenger side. He parked it near the back of the car, and opened her door, “Do you need help?”

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean laughed a bit, his smile reaching his eyes when Mika joked with him. His body was beginning to calm as he drove, his shoulders coming down from the tension. He needed a beer, or some whiskey. He was no longer in the mood to just sleep off what had happened to them. There was way too much adrenaline, and excitement flowing through his blood.

“After we find a hotel or something, I wanna get a beer. We might have to jack you a wheel chair…”, he joked on, thinking about how much Mika would hate being wheeled around. He already had a feeling she hated him carrying her to the car, but they didn’t have a choice, anyway.

Once Dean saw streetlights, realizing they were headed toward down town, he slowed down the car, passing all of the small businesses along the way. Everything was closed, other than a gas n’ sip and an attached hotel wedged between two boutiques.

“And I think you’re going to stay in style, tonight.”, he started, pulling into the parking garage, and driving up the ramp to find a parking spot, “I don’t normally go for hotels like this, but this should be pretty vamp proof. The doors lock from the inside.”

Pulling into a parking spot, he stopped the car and put it into park, “If you want, I can go up and get our room, and come get you…or I can grab one of those wheel chairs beside the elevator and a blanket. Your call."

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.”