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Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme narrowed her eyes a bit at Cason’s mocking, a small smile still resting on her lips as she did. When the waitress came up with the orders, she smiled warmly and took her drink from her with a thank you as Cason took the others. Holding her drink in both hands, she took a sip as he turned back to her and spoke. “Yeah, better than a movie.” she smirked and laughed a little after swallowing. When he wrapped his arm around her waist, she tried to protest, but all she got out was “Hey” as he teleported them to Sam’s room.

After landing in Sam’s room, she felt lightheaded and slightly sick to her stomach. When he let her go, Esme took a couple of steps back and nodded to Annabeth’s words. “You’re right. He is bossy.” she replied to her. Holding her drink with her right hand, she balled up her left hand at her side. “You couldn’t give me a heads up before doing that?” she asked with a glare, trying not to yell at him. She then walked over to a chair and sat down, rested her left arm on the arm of the chair, then rested her forehead on her hand, waiting for the symptoms to pass.

She took a sip of her drink before closing her eyes and sighing heavily and focusing on keeping her food down. She hoped the feeling would pass quickly and not linger.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme watched Cason, noticing how his smile had gotten brighter from her mood and tone softening. Eating and being in the diner's calm atmosphere had done her some good, even after Cason’s emotions had hit her. When he stood up next to her, she watched him, seeing his eye roll, and then spoke. It was clear he wasn’t talking to her at that moment. Taking in what he said, she figured it was a goon of his. Did the demon he sent after her car finally deliver it to the hotel? Before she could answer the question that came to mind, Cason turned to her with a pointed finger.

She stepped back a bit and looked at his finger before looking back up at him as he spoke, sighing when he disappeared. “That’s getting annoying.” she whispered. As she waited for his return, she sat back down at the table and fiddled with the water glass. She knew it wouldn’t take him long, but she needed to entertain herself somehow. She didn’t want her thoughts drifting again. As Esme waited, the waitress came by to check on her and clear the table. Esme ordered a drink to go, getting a smile from the waitress before she left to get it.

Soon after, Cason popped up in front of her, catching her off guard when he brushed her hair from her face and behind her ear with a smile. In all honesty, she didn’t quite know how to react to the action. The only ones ever to do that were her parents. As he walked to the counter, she shook it off and stood from the table and adjusted her jacket. She looked out the window as he ordered food for the others, then looked his way when he returned to her side. At the mention of her car, her face changed, clearly showing she was glad to have her car.

She nodded to the rest of what he said, having a feeling that’s how things would go. At him asking if she could drive with a conserved look on his face, Esme turned fully facing him now, a slight smile on her lips. “I may not be one hundred percent after yesterday’s events, but I’m fully capable of driving.” she told him. “So, stop worrying.” she added firmly.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme took in a sharp breath of surprise when the waitress returned with her order. She pulled her hand and arm back from her glass so the waitress could place the plate on the table. She thanked her before looking over at Cason, giving him an apologetic look for zoning out on him. She then looked down at her plate, then salted and peppered her eggs before eating. It surprised her a little that he didn’t bring up anything about her zoning out on him, but was glad he didn’t. Though eating in silence and him watching her was awkward.

It wasn’t until she was pretty much finished eating that he spoke with a clap, causing a smirk to come to lips. She looked up from her plate at him, the smirk clearly visible as she swallowed her late mouthful. “Is one ever truly ready for Winchester-mania?” she asked with a laugh in her tone. Grabbing her napkin, she wiped her mouth off any food that might be there, then took a last drink of her water. Tossing the napkin on the table, she got up from the table and looked at him.

“But I am curious if Sam and Natalia have heard from Dean, Mika, and Bobby. I’m interested in what they may have found out.” she told him. Esme hoped they had good news to share with them and that they made it out alright. Not to mention needing to share with them what they went through after they left yesterday. The whole incident was still fresh in her mind, almost causing a sharp shiver to run down her spine. Shaking the memory from her mind, she focused back on Cason. “Shall we?” she asked him.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme shrugged her shoulders to his comment back about the diner, but he was right. As they walked, she could feel that Cason had caught on to uneasiness and saw him look around behind them. It showed her he had been watching her more intently than she had thought, and now they were both on high alert. She felt the guy come up behind them before she heard the click from the hammer of the gun being pulled. She hardly had time to cringe before Cason spun around and pulled her behind him.

She then heard him speak to who had come up on them, his words causing her to sigh lightly as she pulled her hands from her pockets. He knows I can take care of myself, doesn’t he? she thought to herself. She then looked around Cason at the guy when he stammered. The guy was nervous, she could feel it. She was about to fire off a comment, but Cason beat her to the punch. When Cason pressed her firmly against his back, she knew he wouldn’t let her do a thing during this confrontation. She could only stand there, pressed against his back, watching everything unfold in front of her.

She couldn’t wrap her mind around why he was so protective of her, even if he said yesterday and earlier that he owed her one. What did that have to do with feeling the need to be so protective and clingy? In an instant, the guy's emotions went from nervousness and straight to rage, giving her a bit of mental whiplash. She watched as he shoved the gun into Cason's face and screamed. It was of no surprise to see Cason not flinch and only smirk, but the guy's next words got to her and she went to move around Cason. “Why you no good son of a…….” Cason’s sudden advance on the guy cut her off.

Esme sighed as she looked down at the now dead mugger, then looked up at Cason as he turned and smiled at her. “Umm, thanks for that.” she said as he drug the body off near a dumpster. “But do you think killing him was absolutely necessary? You could have just taught him a lesson, you know?’ Her tone was calm, even if it held a hint of anger at the guy's last comment. Sighing heavily, she turned on her heel and headed toward the diner again. “Come on, let's get to the diner before something else happens and you kill someone else today.” she called over her shoulder.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme clutched her jacket to her chest after Cason shoved it there, giving him a look saying “You don’t say” as she pushed past him, then opened the door once she reached it. Once outside, she paused briefly as the brightness hit her face, causing her to squint. Once her eyes adjusted, she started walking, taking a deep breath in and slowly letting it out. Cason stole her moment when he came jogging up behind her and spoke, then came up beside her and brushed his arm against hers. She cast a glance over at him. “Hide the knives?” she questioned.

“Meaning from me in case I get violent again?” she said, emphasizing the word violent with air quotes. She then shoved him with her shoulder so she could put her jacket on. Holding it by the collar, she swung it around behind her and slid her arms in, then adjusted it around her and the collar. Esme then shoved her hands into her jacket pockets before looking around to see what was nearby, her stomach suddenly growling. She ignored it and continued to look at the surrounding building. “Looks like our only option is that small diner up ahead.” she told him.

“I mean, it looks the most promising for a good meal.” she added. As they made their way to the diner, she suddenly got the feeling of being watched, and not my Cason. She stole a quick glance behind her but saw no one that looked suspicious. She looked ahead of them and still saw no one that looked suspicious. Esme tried to shake the feeling and keep her shoulders relaxed, but it kept getting stronger as they walked. Just what I need to start off this day. she thought to herself.

And I haven’t even had breakfast yet. she continued thinking. She sighed as she adjusted her jacket around her once again, her eyes scanning everything in sight. “It’s still slightly too early for this.” she whispered to herself with another sigh. “Come on and show yourself already.” she mumbled.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme watched Cason as she made his way across the room and stood in front of her as he fiddled with his shirt. Sure you could. she thought to herself at his response. She inwardly sighed at his answer and rolled her eyes at him, saying it could be dangerous in a town she didn’t know. “Yeah, really dangerous.” she said sarcastically. Little did he know, she had been here before a few years back. She continued to watch him, knowing full well what he was trying to do, but she didn’t give him a reaction. If he wanted to play games, she could do the same.

Once his shirt was fully on, she leaned up in the chair and grabbed her gun from the table. Like gum on my boot. she thought to herself at his words. After uncrossing her feet, she looked at his outstretched hand before she pushed it aside and pushed herself out of the chair. Esme walked a little past him before turning and tucking her gun away in the back of her pants and pulling her shirt over it. “Well, seeing as I don’t have a car at the moment, walking is the only way I’m getting anywhere.” she replied. Looking around the room, she noticed her jacket was nowhere to be seen.

She hoped that Natalia or Sam had grabbed it from the last room before leaving, especially since her car keys were in one of its pockets. She was about to walk to the door when she remembered she had left something in her other jeans. So she walked over to the chair in the corner, picked up her jeans and dug into one of its pockets. She pulled out a little pouch, and for once was glad she added the clip to it. There was now way she could slip it into a pocket of the jeans she wore now, they were slightly too tight for that.

She lifted her shirt just above the top of her jeans and clipped the pouch to one of the belt loops as she made her way back towards Cason, pulling her shirt down over the top of it. “Alright, let's take a walk.” she said, walking past him and to the door. “And see if we can’t find something decent to eat.”

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme looked up at him after getting one sock on when he spoke about who was getting her car. His words caused her to narrow her eyes at him. “It better get here in one piece and in the same condition they found it.” she told him. “If you think I was violent when I shot you and socked you in the nose…… Then you don’t want to see how I can get if anything happens to that car.” she warned. She then placed her foot on the floor and lifted her other foot into her lap. “And nothing better be missing either.” she said as she slid her foot into the sock. The thought of a demon driving her car made her skin crawl, and the thought of them damaging it made her inwardly cringe.

No one but her and her parents had ever driven her car, and now there was some demon driving it from Illinois to here. Needless to say, the information did not please her one bit and caused her to sigh inwardly. After hearing his snap and clothes hit the bed, she looked up slightly from her foot to see him stripping off his shirt. When he caught her gaze and made his pecs jump with a huge grin and chuckle, she rolled her eyes and averted her gaze back to her foot as he pushed his pants down. “Really? It’s like you want me to shoot you again.” she whispered, taking a quick look at her gun on the table next to her.

As he took off his pants and boots and danced into his new pants, she focused on putting on the boots he had gotten for her. She knew the longer he hung around, the more her patients was going to be tested. She also had a feeling that she was going to be shooting him a few more times. Esme didn’t immediately look up at him when he asked his questions. She finished putting on her boots, then slowly looked up to make sure he had his pants on. She sat up, then leaned back in the chair, looking at him and crossing her arms over her chest. “That I don't quite know yet. Maybe grab a bite to eat.” she told him as she stretched out her legs and crossed one foot of the other.

“Why?…… You plan on tagging along?” she asked with a raised brow. As she looked at him and waited for his answer, she hoped that he’d stay behind so she could at least eat in peace. Then she wondered if she could really be that lucky since Cason had been like gum on the bottom of her boot.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme just about growled at his comment about him seeing naked women before. Once he was out of the bathroom, she roughly pushed the door shut behind him. “May be so, but that doesn’t mean you can just go dropping in on them at any moment.” she said through the door. She walked over to the toilet and looked down at the clothes Cason had brought to her. Her head snapped to the door when he told her to stop being so violent, she smirked. “I’m only violent when I’m around you.” she commented. She picked up the black t-shirt and the black jeans, her eyebrow raised when she noticed a couple of items were missing.

“Leave it to a guy to miss those two items.” she whispered. There was no way she was going to go commando. “I think you missed a couple of things.” she called out to him as she sat the shirt and jeans back on the closed toilet. She walked over to her pile of dirty clothes and pulled out her bra and underwear, giving them a good shake out over the tub. As she walked back to the toilet, she unwrapped the towel from her and hung it on the hook on the back of the bathroom door. She then slipped into her undergarments before grabbing the black jeans and stepping into them. It surprised her they actually fit, even if they were a little snug in the ass.

Picking up the shirt, she slipped it over her head and pulled it down. Once again, it surprised her: it fit perfectly. Esme pulled her hair from the back of the shirt, then walked over to her pile of clothes and shook them out over the tub. Turning on the water, she washed the debris from her clothes down the drain, making sure it was all washed away before shutting the water off. Once done with that, she balled them up after pulling her socks from the pile and headed for the door after grabbing the boots. She opened the door and walked out, and saw him sitting on the bed.

She could tell he was thinking about something. She then threw her clothes in a chair that was in the room's corner as she headed for the table and sat down in a chair. After sitting, Esme set the boots next to her and put on her socks. “So, how reliable is the one you sent after my car?” she asked after a moment.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme continued to lean against the wall and watch him through the mirror as he made his way into the room and to the wall outside the door. She shook her head and rolled her eyes as he spoke about how to handle this situation. “Yes, that’s normally how it’s handled.” she said before he moved on about her clothes situation. At the mention of her car and someone going to get it, her eyes went wide. She didn’t like the fact that someone she didn’t know was going to be in her car. She turned to the door and came face to face with his attempt at puppy dog eyes.

Before she could even voice how she felt about someone in her car, she heard him say he’d be back before he vanished. Esme didn’t have time to sigh or pull herself away from the door before he reappeared, nearly causing her to jump out of her skin by appearing in the bathroom with her. She spun around and threw a right-handed punch at him. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” she yelled at him. “You don’t just appear in a bathroom with a woman wearing nothing but a towel!” She sighed heavily as she held her towel tightly around her as she took several steps back.

She was thankful for the clothes he brought her, but he didn’t have to pop into the bathroom to hand them to her. He could have popped back in from where he left and handed them to her through the door. She ran a hand down her face with another heavy sigh as she calmed herself. Thoughts swirled in her mind, and she shook her head slowly. “Looks like you’ve got some things to learn about women.” she said in almost a whisper. “I’m thankful for the clothes, but you would have been better off passing them through the door.” she said looking at him.