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Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme continued to look at Cason, watching the repairing process going on. As he reached over and helped with her pounding head, she sighed a little as she felt the pain subsiding. She closed her eyes briefly as he explained how he survived her explosion earlier and winced a bit at hearing Sarah got involved. When she opened her eyes, she saw the care he was feeling, then looked over at Sarah, a small smile coming to her lips as she watched her sleep. “Yes, she is.” she mumbled. She lowered her hands from her temples when the pain was at a more tolerable level.

About that time, there was a knock at the door. She couldn’t help but noticed how Cason reacted while still trying to take care of her head. Her attention stayed on Cason, watching his eyes turn black as she felt him become nervous. She felt it growing as Dean walked over to the door and opened it. Esme’s head snapped to the door, her eyes becoming saucers as her eyes landed on Annabeth. She then winced as Cason began screaming at Dean to shut the door, and could feel his emotions rising. Her eyes were still saucers as she looked at Annabeth as she began growling, which made her extremely confused.

That was, until Cason jumped up from the couch, stepped back and fell, then tried to scramble away. She was tempted to help Cason up, but when Annabeth lunged forwards and shoved Dean, her mind instantly shifted to Dean out of instinct. She ran over to Dean just as Annabeth pounced on Cason, dodging and jumping over debris that was in her path. When she reached his side, she placed a hand on his arm. “Hey, you alright?” she asked him, concern showing in her eyes and tone.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

For the first time in months, Esme’s dreams were nightmare free. Something had somehow held the things that normally plagued her dreams at bay. Maybe it was from how drained she became after becoming a demon nuke. She had slept through everything going on in the house, not hearing a thing. She didn’t even wake when Cason leaned over her with his face just inches from hers and stared at her. At Cason’s voice and touch, her eyes fluttered open and landed on Violet, who was still nuzzled under her hand. She blinked the sleep from her eyes as she breathed in deeply, soon regretting it when she felt how sore she still was.

She then felt someone leaning over her, not realizing it was Cason at the moment. She suddenly lifted her head to see who it was, banging her against his and hissing in pain. Pushing him back a bit, she pushed herself up and swung her feet off the couch, being careful not to kick Violet as she sat up. Holding her head with one hand, she looked over at Cason and winced a bit at his appearance. “Dude, you look like crap.” she said in a pain filled voice. She placed her other hand on her pounding head and leaned back into the couch, and closed her eyes.

She fell silent as her thoughts drifted to when she lost control of herself, and what had happened to the demons that were in the house. Then thought about Cason’s appearance and sighed heavily. “You just barely made it through the blast, didn’t you?” she mumbled. Moving her hand over a bit, she looked at him again. “How did you survive it?” As she waited for him to answer, she gently massaged her temples to try to lessen the pounding of her head.

Supernatural - After The End

Esme Stirling

Esme knew how relieved Dean was to see her smiling and had agreed with him about getting dressed. She also knew that he was afraid that she would leave after what had happened between him and Sam. She partially knew that it was coming with how they just dropped off for several hours, but something like that wouldn’t chase her away that easily. She fully intended to stick around and see this through and help where she can. After she kissed him, she held back the laugh that threatened to escape her as she saw him chase after her kiss. But did laugh at his comment about her clothes.

“Yeah, they are kind of all over the room.” she said, the laugh caring in her voice. Her eyes closed briefly as he ran his hand down to her chin and pinched it gently. “Good luck.” she called as he walked out. When the door shut, she stood to her feet and walked over to the sink and looked into the mirror above it. She couldn’t help but laugh at herself a bit. Her hair looked a little wild, and she had a bit of makeup smudged on her face. She reached over and grabbed a washcloth, then turned on the water and wet it. She then put a little soap on it and cleaned off the smudged makeup on her face.

By the time she finished, Dean opened the door and tossed in her clothes. They landed at her feet. “Thank you.” Esme just barely got the words out before the door closed again. Dropping the blanket, she picked up her clothes from the floor and got dressed as quickly as she could. She then ran her fingers through her hair to make herself look a little more presentable. She gave a small sigh, knowing this was as good as it was going to get, adjusted her shirt and opened the door. Before walking out, she picked up her boots and the blanket. After walking out, she tossed the blanket on the bed, then set her boots in a chair. She then quietly went on the hunt for her missing socks while Dean and Sam talked.

Sam Winchester

Sam became lost in his thoughts as he waited for Dean and Esme to finish talking and seeing if she was alright. When Dean came out of the bathroom, he snapped out of his thoughts about everything going on and Madison. He nodded to Dean before looking over at him and watching him gather Esme’s clothes before he went behind the partition wall. “I’m fine, Dean.” he said simply. He then set his phone on the table next to him, then looked back to Dean as he tossed Esme her clothes. “Just because I’m quiet doesn’t mean there’s something wrong, you know?”

He looked at the bathroom door a moment before looking back at Dean. “How’s she doing? Everything alright with her?” he asked, gesturing towards the bathroom door. He was wondering how she was after what went on in front of her this morning involving his tantrum. When Esme finally came out of the bathroom, he looked over at her and could see that she seemed to be doing better. He could see she was purposely being quiet to let them talk. “Hey, you doing okay?” he asked her. She momentarily stopped her hunt and smiled at him. “Yeah, I’m alright.” she said warmly. She then went back to searching for her socks. When she found them, she went and sat in the chair she had sat her boots in.

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@Heavy Metal

Marabella

Bella could still only sit there in the sand, watching the two men fight. Her eyes watching every move they made. She couldn’t help but gasp and wince when Peren was struck with Ironwolf’s axe. Her eyes went wide when she saw Ironwolf going in for the kill shot, her breath caught. She then released it when she saw Peren disappear and reappear behind Ironwolf, relieved he was okay and had gotten the upper hand. Though she winced from Ironwolf’s scream that echoed around them and pierced her ears. Peren then grabbed her and helped her escape into the forest.

Bella ran for as long and as far as she could before collapsing to her knees and bound hands and panting. “Peren…… Wait.” she breathed. She rocked back into a sitting position. “I can’t…… go any…… further.” she panted. She tilted her head down and closed her eyes as she focused on catching her breath. She knew they couldn’t linger here long, but she also knew she couldn’t go any further without catching her breath. She needed to rest for a moment unless he wanted to carry her for a while so they could get further away from Ironwolf and to a safer place.

Supernatural - After The End

Esme Stirling

Esme had listened to Dean explain he wasn’t planning on fighting Sam, and Sam didn’t want to fight. She knew neither wanted to, but with Sam’s emotions high, it could have happened. She also knew that Dean wouldn’t have put her in the middle of it. She had also noticed his flinch when she had blamed herself for his getting punched in the nose by Sam. A small smile had come to her lips. Of course, he wouldn’t let her blame herself for it happening and turn the blame on himself. He never did like it when she blamed herself for something.

She hadn’t expected him to flinch when she touched his cheek, but saw his concern turn to relaxation as he leaned into her hand, which was what she had been going for. When he smiled at her kissing his nose, she smiled back. Esme nodded in agreement to his comment on his nose. From the sound she heard when Sam’s fist made contact, it was highly possible. When he leaned in and kissed her, she returned it just as sweetly and brushed her thumb across his cheek. She smiled warmly as he gently squeezed her hand in his and nodded in agreement.

“I think you’re probably right about that.” she said with a little laugh. “I sure hope so. My stomach is too empty and my head hurts too much to deal with that again.” she said with a grin. Esme then leaned in and kissed him deeply, letting it linger before she pulled back with a warm smile upon her lips. “So….. Who’s going to get my clothes? Me or you?” she grinned with a small laugh.

Supernatural - After The End

Esme Stirling

Esme stared at the door from the toilet, knowing that Dean would walk through the door at any moment from the way she answered him. That was always one of her downfalls. If she felt a certain way, she couldn’t hide it from her voice or her eyes. They always gave her away. It had always been that way for her. Dean had always picked up on in the past as well. Her eyes went to the doorknob when she heard it, then watched the door slowly open. She lowered her eyes to the floor when Dean walked in. He had come to check on her just like she knew he would, all because of her tone.

As he knelt down in front of her, her eyes went to his hand he placed on her knee, watching his finger move back and forth. “I’m okay and I understand.” she sighed. “Just a lot of tension in the air. You know how it is for me. I also didn’t want to be in there if you two threw more punches.” she mumbled. “Not like I could have done much being in only a blanket.” Feeling he was calm, she lifted her gaze to meet his and noticed that his nose was bleeding a little. Her eyes softened with concern as she saw his nose twitch. Without her gaze leaving his, she grabbed some tissue and gently cared for his nose.

“I can’t help but feel I’m a partial reason for this happening, though. I’m sorry.” When she had finished, she threw away the tissue and placed a hand on his. Then placed her other hand on his cheek, leaned forward and ever so gently kissed his nose just like the last time he had his nose broken. She pulled away to look back into his eyes, her own eyes soft and her hand still on his cheek.

Sam Winchester

Sam had nearly finished calming down when he heard Esme’s reply to Dean. He didn’t know her, but could tell that something was bothering her. He looked at Dean, and saw that he didn’t like the way she answered him. He watched as he walked to the bathroom down and slowly opened the door before stepping inside. He then went and sat down in a chair at the table in the room, waiting for one or both of them to come out of the bathroom. He actually thought about leaving and going back to the house, but he liked his time away for a little while. He sat quietly for a bit, then pulled out his phone and fiddled with it as he waited.

Sam hoped Esme was alright, and he hadn’t upset her in some way from the way he had acted when he came into the room. His thoughts then went to how he had almost started a fight with Dean. If that had happened, it was possible Esme could have gotten caught up in and gotten hurt just trying to get out of the way. He sighed at the thought, then he looked at the door of the room.

Supernatural - After The End

Sam Winchester

Sam continued to get himself to calm down after his outburst, his eyes remaining closed as Dean stepped up to him and clapped a hand on his chest. With everything going on with the angels and Lucifer, it was hard for him to not get angered easily. He didn’t really want to fight Dean, and have one of them get seriously injured over it. It wasn’t until Dean hugged him did he open his eyes, and he sighed yet again. He gave a nod to Dean’s words, knowing that he meant what he said. God knew he needed a break from it all.

If he hung around it much more, he’d go crazy or blow up again from all the stress. As Dean patted his face, he cut his eyes over to look at him before Dean made him look at him fully. “I know. I’m sorry too, Dean.” he muttered. He looked at the bathroom door when Dean called over his shoulder to Esme. He stood there, waiting to hear her voice come from behind the door. To him, her face held almost the same look it did when they were in the diner. There was something different about this woman, but he couldn't put his finger on what it was.

He also didn’t expect her to hang around long enough for him to find out, either. Yes, she had a connection with Dean and Madison, but he still expected her to leave after everything was all said and done, especially after the way he just acted in front of her over Dean, not responding to his calls and texts. She must see him as a giant, possessive idiot. What a first impression.

Esme Stirling

Esme gently leaned against the bathroom down after she shut it and took in a deep breath. She wasn’t about to stick around in the room if the two were going to throw punches and yell at each other. Just feeling Sam’s anger was enough to make her start feeling sick and lightheaded. It was strange how one guy could hold so much anger to make her feel it so strongly, almost like she felt with Madison. It had been so long since she had been around others; she had lost some of her ability to block out the emotions of others.

She was going to have to work on building that back up if she planned on sticking around. Sighing, she pushed herself off the bathroom door and walked over to the toilet, making sure the lid was down. She sat down on it, propped her elbows on her knees, and rested her chin on her hands. She closed her eyes, enjoying that she couldn’t hear or feel much while sitting there. She ran a hand through her hair, then placed it back under her chin as she pushed back what she had felt from Sam.

Esme knew he’d be upset about Dean staying out all night and not answering his calls and texts, but she could never imagine that Sam would be that upset about it all. And now, here she was hiding in the bathroom from it all, in nothing but a blanket while sitting on the toilet. At hearing Dean’s voice, she sighed heavily in relief as it seemed they avoided a fist fight. “I’m fine!” she called to him, as she opened her eyes. She tried to make her voice sound as convincing as she could, but failed.

She mentally kicked herself as she heard how it came out. She remembered telling him she was an empath a while back, but she didn’t know if he’d remember or not or even tie how she was acting to it. Esme gave another small sigh as she continued to sit there.

Supernatural - After The End

Sam Winchester

Sam started at Dean, a fire still burning within his eyes. He watched as Dean stumbled backward from his punch. In his anger, he had forgotten how hard his punches could be. “I couldn’t care less about your headache!” he yelled. He balled his fist, getting ready to take another swing at Dean. He glared at Dean as he tried to keep his calm and keep him from punishing him again. “I know full well you wanted a drink and a break! And you don’t have to tell me I can take a break as well!” he continued angrily.

“But that doesn’t mean you just go MIA!” Sam saw the shove coming and planted his feet to become immovable. He took the shove from Dean, not budging an inch. He would not be shoved out of the way just like that. He could also see that Dean was trying to keep from fighting him. Sam looked over at the bed when Dean gestured towards it and Esme. She had just gotten off of it and was gripping the blanket tightly around herself. He watched as she made her way to the bathroom, looking a little sick as she closed the door.

He mentally kicked himself for blowing up in front of her, and not realizing that she was even in the room. He sighed heavily as he looked back at Dean, his face relaxing a tiny bit. It was clear to see that it still pissed him off that Dean went radio silent and didn’t answer any of the calls or text that he had sent him. Sam closed his eyes and breathed deeply, trying to calm himself. He knew Dean was right about what he said, but it still bothered him that he couldn’t send at least one message back on his whereabouts.

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@Heavy Metal

Marabella

Bella said not a word as he tied her to the tree. She didn’t even look at him as he made his threat to her. When he snuck off to find a horse, she rested her head against the tree, hoping that Peren would find them before they reached wherever she was being taken. She heard Ironwolf before she saw him when he returned with a horse. She sighed heavily before he came over and untied her from the tree, then pushed her up on the horse. She tried to get comfortable, but it wasn’t easy or possible. She tried to focus on anything but Ironwolf as they rode on. Then she smelt the smoke before she saw it.

She couldn’t help but smirk as she realized it was his ship on fire. Bella’s eyes traveled to the beach, and she saw him, her smirk turning into a small smile. “Peren.” she whispered, before being shoved from the horse's back. She hit the ground with a groan of pain, then pushed herself into a sitting position, wiping the sand from her face. The fall had also revealed her hidden wolf ears, which she wasn’t aware of. She felt rooted to the spot as she watched the fight going on between Peren and Ironwolf. “Come on, Peren. End this quickly.” she whispered softly to herself.

A kings' political marriage plan- closed

Sorry for not posting. Been having trouble coming up with something.