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Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

After Cason left and went back to the porch, Esme climbed back onto the hood of her car and laid back staring up at the stars above. She breathed in the cool night air as she tried to get her mind to clear. As she laid there, she thought about what had gone on during the day, but mostly about all the singing going on. She was still trying to figure out what could get a group of people to sing to each other and express deeply hidden feelings. Frustration soon took over her. She ran her hands through her hair, then down her face. She sat up and slid off the hood of her car and walked to the trunk.

Pulling her keys from her pocket, she unlocked it and opened it. Moving things around, she lifted the piece that hid all her weapons from view, then pulled her gun from her pants. She held it out in front of her in the palm of her right hand, then brushed the wolf carved on it with her left, sighing heavily. She then released the clip and reloaded it. She still hadn’t done that from when they were overrun with the demons. When she had finished, she tucked her gun back into the back of her pants and pulled her shirt down over it. Closing the trunk, she walked around the car to the passenger side door and opened it.

She then opened the glove box and pulled out a journal. Closing the glove box and the car door, she went back and sat on the hood of her car. Esme looked down at the journal, squeezing it as she closed her eyes with a heavy sigh. She hadn’t pulled it out and looked at it in a long time. Opening her eyes, she opened the journal and scanned the pages to see if she could find anything that would help them out of this situation. She hoped her parents' journal would describe a case that was similar to what they were going through, whether they had experienced it or knew someone that had.

“Vampires. Werewolves. Skinwalkers. Hellhounds. Demons. Shapeshifters. Changelings. Wendigos.” she read the names of creatures as she flipped through the pages. “Come on, there has to be something in here that can help.” she mumbled. Esme continued to flip through the pages of the journal, hoping to find at least a little piece of information that would lead them in the right direction.

Supernatural - After The End

Esme Stirling

Esme stopped walking when she felt him respond to his playfulness, then laughed at his quip. She didn’t even have time to turn to face him when he let go of her hand and wrapped his arms around her midsection. A small gasp escaped her when he hoisted her upon his shoulder and slapped her ass, but a smile rested upon her lips. “Not really, but I’m not complaining.” she laughed. She brushed her hair out of her face and watched as he tucked his knife into his pants. “The view is pretty nice.” She then enjoyed the view as he walked out the door with her and to the car.

She couldn’t help but smile warmly as he set her back down and spoke. “Well, I would hope not.” She laughed along with him, then looked over at the elderly couple as they passed by, smiling at them. Esme smiled warmly back at them with a wave, then looked back at Dean, watching his confusion rise at his attitude. “How could they not think that?” she grinned. His confusion was almost too much for her to handle and made her wonder how she could have such an effect on him without trying. It was also amusing to her and kept a constant smile upon her lips.

“Perhaps we remind them of themselves when they were our age.” Esme giggled as she lifted her right hand to his cheek, still taking in his confusion, and stood on her toes as she rubbed her thumb on his cheek. “I have to say, I like this side of you.” She then gently pulled his face to hers and planted a sweet kiss on his lips as she rested her left hand on his chest. She let the kiss linger before pulling back slightly to look at him. “It’s pretty adorable.” she mumbled against his lips and kissed him again. After a moment, she pulled back with a content sigh and leaned against the car with a smile on her lips again.

She knew that if they kept this up, they’d never get out of here, and her stomach agreed as it growled. She placed a hand on her stomach to quiet it with a laugh. “So, where is this place we’re going?” she asked, looking up at him as she pulled her keys from her pocket.

Sam Winchester

Sam watched as Madison pulled away from her exercises and jumped into his arms. He wrapped his arms around her and smiled at her excitement, showing that he was happy for her. He looked over at Castiel as he confirmed he was doing well and asked about Dean and Esme. “They’re fine.” he told Castiel. “They should be here soon. They were going to get something to eat before coming back.” he explained. Knowing Dean, that could take a little bit, especially if he allowed himself to get distracted by Esme. Which he could easily see happening.

From what he could tell from the short time knowing her, she seemed to be his type, and they were alike in ways, not to mention how happy he seemed to be with her. He sighed a bit before looking back down at Madison, giving her a warm smile. “So, while we wait for them to get here. Why don’t you show me the exercises you’ve been doing with Cas.” He was curious to see just how far she had gotten in controlling her powers since he had left the safe house to find Dean and Esme. He then let her go so she could let go of him and show him what she had learned from Castiel.

Supernatural - After The End

Esme Stirling

Esme watched Dean after Sam left. She could see the change in him from yesterday as if it was night and day. He seemed like a completely different person, but she wasn’t complaining. She had to admit; she liked this side of him. She also noticed that when she smiled, it influenced him, bringing him into a better mood, which put her in a good mood as well. When he leaned in, she thought he was going to kiss her, not take her bottom lip between his teeth with a smile and snarled nose. At his playful growl, her eyebrows went up in surprise with a look that said ‘did you just growl at me?’ that turned into a warm laugh when he released her lip.

“Maybe not.” she started with a laugh. “That might be because I didn’t drink as much as you.” When he kissed her, she kissed him back and gave his hand a little squeeze when he took hers and interlocked her fingers with his. At his question, she took a last look around the room to make sure they weren’t forgetting anything. “I think we have everything. Unless you want to grab me and carry me out.” she said with a playful grin. She then slowly headed for the door, the grin still resting on her lips.

Sam Winchester

Sam had taken his time getting back to the safe house. He knew Castiel had everything under control and if he needed anything, he would have gotten in touch with him. He just needed some extra time away to clear his head and think about things. Mostly about the way Dean was acting around Esme. Dean acted unlike himself while he was there with them in the motel room. Sam couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was about her that made Dean act in such a way. She seemed nice enough, but he was afraid that she was going to be too big of a distraction for Dean.

He shook the thoughts from his mind as he pulled in and parked. He got out and locked the doors, then made his way inside. When he got inside, he just barely caught the tail end of whatever Madison and Castiel were talking about. He hung back, watching the two work on the exercises Castiel had been teaching Madison. After a moment, he walked over to where they were and stood where he could see them both. “How are the exercises going? Have you made any progress?” he asked Madison.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme continued to try and calm herself from the whole situation. She ran her hands through her hair with a sigh, then wiped away the few extra tears that escaped her eyes. Everything that happened rolled around in her mind. The way he sang, the way he held her close(even if it was out of his control), and the way he begged her to stay. She was then pulled from her thoughts and cringed when she heard someone walking across gravel as the song ended and another started. She had a feeling she knew who it was even before they made it to the car. She sighed heavily as it became clear she was right.

She could feel how careful he was being as he sat on the hood of her car and laid down beside her. She kept her eyes closed and her face pointed at the sky as he looked at her, feeling the questions burning within him. “Cason, I need some…..” the music getting louder cut her off. Her eyes popped open and dread captured her. She looked over and saw Cason’s eyes were saucers. “Oh hellfire!...... Not you too!” she exclaimed as he began singing. Esme sat up and scooted herself away from him, her eyes turning to saucers at the words he was singing. She pushed herself to the edge of the hood, not noticing Sarah and Violet until Sarah began barking.

She watched the two hounds run up to the car and Sarah grab Cason by the leg and pull him. She looked back at him, seeing him trying to fight against the singing, but failing. When he placed his hand on the hood, she pushed herself away more, almost tumbling off the hood of the car. Her gaze went back to Sarah as she pulled him off the car, and yet Cason continued to sing to her and reached for her. “Just make it stop.” Esme mumbled, stepping back a bit. She then watched as the two hounds pinned Cason to the ground, and Sarah laid over his face, smothering Cason’s words.

Esme couldn’t stop the heavy sigh of relief that escaped her when the music suddenly stopped. Esme stepped back up to her car, placed her hands on the hood and leaned into them and hung her head. “This is getting ridiculous.” she mumbled. She got lost in thought as the two hounds finally let Cason to his feet. “What in the world can control a group of people's actions like this?” she mumbled. At Cason’s words and scrambling to his feet, she straightened back up and turned to lean against the car. “I wish I could.” she sighed as she crossed her arm across her chest.

Esme cut her eyes to the side when she heard the crunch of gravel. A small smile came to her lips as she saw Sarah and Violet not that far away, the image of them pulling Cason to the ground and laying on him coming back to her mind. “Thanks, girls. That was quick thinking.” She sighed again and hung her head, closing her eyes trying to think of what could do this to everyone. It was all just too bizarre and she was dreading that it would soon happen to her.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme continued to look at their hands as she waited for his answer. All this was far too familiar, and it was making things all the harder on her, especially when she could feel his emotions. When he wiped away her tears one by one, she looked up at him and watched his face. Her eyes lightly closed when he leaned in, placed his hand on the back of her neck, and pressed his lips against her forehead and gave a shuddered sigh. At his words, she opened her eyes as he pulled back to look into her eyes. As he gazed into her eyes, she gazed into his eyes and read the look he was giving her.

She could see the message he was trying to convey to her. Her gaze softened, showing that she understood his message. When his eyes sank into a pleading look, she had to drop her gaze back to their hands as his hand dropped, going along her collarbone, down her arm and to her hand. His words hit her like a kick in the gut and a knife in the heart, and it caused her to close her eyes briefly as more emotions swept over her and she could only nod that she would stay and not run. At his excuse, she gave a sad smile, as she knew the excuse well. After all this time, he still worked out his emotions in the way she had shown him.

This time, he needed his space to work things out. At Cason’s sudden appearance and words, she tensed up and gave a jump, but she didn’t look over at him. She kept her gaze on Dean. At Dean’s words, she nodded. “Alright. I’ll see you there.” she whispered back. She let her hands drop to her sides when he let them go and watched him walk away to the garage. She turned and looked at her car. The thought of leaving was still on her mind, but she didn’t walk towards it. She had told Dean she’d stay and she couldn’t go back on that. Esme looked away from her car and looked out over the junkyard, catching Cason still on the porch out of the corner of her eye.

She didn’t want to be around anyone at the moment. She needed to be alone for a little while, and she hoped Cason would allow her some time to herself. She then walked to her car and sat on the hood. She dared not get inside it for fear of fighting the action to leave again. She then pushed herself further up on the hood and laid across it and closed her eyes. She breathed in the cool air slowly. After a moment, she heard faint music playing in the distance. Whatever was affecting everyone had struck again. She placed her hands on her face, breathed deeply, and tried to block it all out. “What the hell is going on with this day?” she whispered into her hands.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme gasped as Dean grabbed her hands and pulled her back to him. Her heart pounded in her chest at the closeness and as she looked up into his face. She couldn’t understand what had gotten into him. He was with Mika and here he was acting like he used to when they were together. It was something she truly missed about him, but could see that part of him had faded over the years. Seeing him like this was killing her and reminding her of how things used to be that wouldn’t be again. It was all she could do to hold her emotions in check and not give into them.

She once again tried to pull away, but he leaned in close to her face and pulled her to him as he continued to sing to her. As he sang sweetly, she could feel herself cracking as he sang about his feelings. Her shocked eyes were now tearing up from the multiple emotions building up, and it was becoming hard for her to breathe. The more he sang and the closer he brought her to him, the harder it was getting for her not to lose her control of her tears. “Dean.” she choked out. “You need to snap out of it.” Esme watched him as his eyebrows raised and brought her hands to his chest.

When he leaned in, she pulled back from him, wishing he’d stop. She looked away from him, trying to focus on anything but him with the way he was acting at that moment. She couldn’t stop him from spinning her and pulling her to his chest as he continued to sing. She could only look up at him with her tear-filled eyes, wondering if this was all just some way of getting back at her for leaving the way she did. When Dean leaned in close, his lips almost touching hers, her breath caught sharply and her heart felt as if it stopped. When the music faded and the song ended, she watched as Dean snapped out of his trance and pulled his face back with wide eyes.

At his apology, she dropped her eyes to his hands, still holding hers. She let out the breath she was holding and closed her eyes tight, causing the tears she had been holding back to slide down her cheeks. “I know you were.” she whispered back shakily as she opened her eyes. “Alright…… But is it really wise for me to stay?”

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme flinched and jumped slightly at Dean’s voice coming from the porch, but she didn’t stop or turn around. She hadn’t expected him to come after her after realizing she had slipped away. If anyone, she thought, it would have been Cason running after her to stop her from leaving. She could hear his steps getting closer and she tried to pick up her pace, but he caught up with her and grabbed her arm. She closed her eyes before he turned her around to face him, trying to keep her emotions in check. As he spoke, she opened her eyes and looked into his before diverting them slightly.

“That’s not…..” the sudden soft melody playing cut her off. She saw his narrowed eyes, and she looked around for where the music was coming from. It seemed to be all around them with no source. It made little sense. Esme’s eyes snapped back to Dean as he began to sing softly to her as he picked up her hand. Her eyes went wide in confusion as she listened to the words he sang to her. She watched as he looked at the sky after singing about the stars, then back down at her. Her heart began to race as he placed his hand on her cheek and ran his thumb along her face and to her jaw.

“Dean? What’s going on with you?” she questioned as he sang. She brought her hands up to put a bit of distance between them. If this was any other time, she would have enjoyed it, but he was with Mika. She couldn’t help but pray that Mika wasn’t witnessing this from the house. If she was, she knew Mika would want to kill her slowly for this.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme’s eyes never left Dean’s face, even when he turned his hand over and held her arm. Her face relaxed a bit when he answered her and saw him subtly check her over for injuries. She was about to answer him when he pulled her up and close to his side. It took a little by surprise. She just thought he’d help her up, and that was it, but he pulled her close and continued to hold her arm. She looked away from Dean and looked at Sam as well when he came up the stairs; she felt him look down at her before he squeezed her arm and let go. As she stood there, she sighed heavily, thinking this was another reason she shouldn’t stay.

The feelings she had for Dean back then hadn’t faded as much as she had thought. At Sam’s voice, she nodded silently as she felt Dean’s hand come to rest on her lower back. She knew what this sign meant. She did, and she didn’t want to step away at that moment. Though she was soon hit by feelings of jealousy, she knew who they were coming from even before looking around the room. Her eyes fell briefly on Mika, taking in her facial features and seeing how her face mimicked what she felt coming from the woman. Esme gently squeezed Dean’s arm, in a way to let him know she was glad he was okay and understood his submission.

Then she slowly stepped away from him, putting a suitable distance between them, for Mika’s sake. She looked to the stairs, hearing Annabeth’s screams, then looked at everyone else in the room. There was a wide variety of emotions flowing through the house, and she was the primary cause for one of those. At that moment, she saw herself as nothing but a cause for trouble between Dean and Mika and possibly the rest of the group. As much as she hated to do it, because she wanted to be around others, she talked herself into sneaking away and leaving without a word.

Sighing quietly to herself, she took in a deep breath, turned away, and snuck out the door while they all talked. “I can’t do this.” she whispered as she stepped off the last step of the porch. Esme almost took off into a run to her car when her feet hit the ground, but she refrained from doing so. Not to mention, she was sure someone would hear if she had. “I have to leave and not cause stress among them.” she whispered as she walked to her car.

Supernatural - After The End

Esme Stirling and Sam Winchester

Esme could only grin and shake her head a bit before she had retrieved her gun from under the bed at his comments. She knew it was true, and it made it all the funnier in her mind. After putting her gun away, she watched him as he went into thought about her holding him at gunpoint. She placed her hands on hips at his look, giving him a look of her own as if to say ‘yeah, you would think that’ while giving a small smile. Her eyebrows rose at his comments of trying it next time, and it was something he hadn’t done. A mischievous smile made its way upon her lips at his smile.

Her smile just about said ‘you really want to go there?’ as she looked at him. Her smile and look faded at Sam’s voice. She turned to look at him as Dean stepped over to him and she dropped her arms at her sides. A small smile rested upon her lips as she tried not to laugh about what could possibly be going through Sam’s mind right now. She and Dean had been talking vaguely about last night's events and possible upcoming events, as if he weren’t even in the room. Poor guy. He’s probably wishing he never came to look for us now. she thought to herself. Esme watched the two guys as they interacted with each other.

Sam smiled as Dean came over and patted his chest. “You know I will.” he said with a small chuckle. “And you know Cas already has you covered with a decent room. You more than anyone should know that.” he chuckled. When Dean stepped away, he walked over to the door. “You two be careful and no more detours, alright?” He then opened the door and stepped out as Dean picked up Esme and spun her. This was a side of Dean he wasn’t used to seeing.

Esme gave a small laugh at Sam’s comment. “Don’t worry, we’ll be there soon.” she said before the door closed. When Dean picked her up and spun her, she couldn’t help but laugh as she rested her hands on his chest. She took in how happy he seemed and how he was still being fueled by last night's alcohol. She still mentaly kicked herself for dropping off the way she did, and wondered how she could have let herself do it. She had missed this interaction far too much. When he sat her down and touched foreheads with her, she smiled back just as brightly as she looked at him.

“Hmm, that’s a good question.” She closed her eyes briefly with a small content sigh. “I’m not too familiar with the places around here…… But a breakfast burrito sounds pretty good right now.” She gave a little laugh before looking into his eyes again. “You’re not the only one with a hangover, you know?”

Supernatural - After The End

Esme Stirling

Esme looked up at Dean when he ran his hand across her shoulder blades, then watched him for a moment before sliding her feet into her socks. A smirk made its way to her lips as she saw him throw his jacket at Sam. Then it grew as she watched him searching around the room and heard him question himself. She knew exactly where his shirts were. She held back a laugh as she saw him remember the events from last night. She picked up a boot and shoved her foot into it as the memories flooded her mind as well. She then picked up the other and shoved her foot into it, then laced them up and tied them.

She looked up from her boots at his comment, giving him a mock shocked look before he walked out to grab his shirts. “Me, aggressive? I think you have me confused with someone else, Doll Face.” she said as she adjusted her pant legs over her boots. Esme took to her feet as Dean came back into the room, a huge grin coming to her lips as he held up his shirt and questioned her, which she gave a small shrug to. “Hey now. You’re the one that started it and also agreed to it…… You seemed to like it too, from what I remember.” She walked across the room with a laugh to grab her jacket off the floor, almost forgetting that Sam was in the room.

After picking up her jacket, she turned to look at Dean, smiling cutely, with her tongue poked between her teeth. She then threw her jacket around her shoulders and shoved her arms into the sleeves. She put her hands into the pockets of the jacket, making sure her car keys were still there, sighing softly with a laugh at what he muttered. She pulled her hands from her pockets and shook her head. “Staying sober.” she whispered ever so softly. “When have you ever stayed sober going out with me?” she joked and laughed. Esme fell silent as she scanned the room.

“Where did you go?” she mumbled to herself. “Ah, there you are.” She walked over to the bed, knelt down, and reached under it and pulled out her gun. Turning to look at Dean, she held her gun flat in her palm. “Really? You kicked it under the bed?” she questioned with a raised eyebrow. “Were you afraid I was going to use it?” She stood up and ran her thumb over the wolf carved on it before tucking it away in the back of her pants and pulled her shirt down over it as she waited for his answer.

Sam Winchester

Sam sighed, throwing up his hands at Dean’s comment and looked at the table. As Dean spoke about Esme, he turned his attention back to him. “Really?” he questioned. “Actually we could use the extra help with everything going on. Not to mention the bond her and Madison seem to have. I’d hate to see how she reacts if Esme were to leave.” he said with a little shiver at the thought. He fell silent for a moment and looked away from Dean, as he fell into slight thought. “I just hope she doesn't become too much of a distraction for you.” he said to where only he could hear.

Sam then fell quite again as he watched the two moving around the room collecting their things and carrying on a conversation as if he wasn’t even there. His eyes went wide at the mention of Dean’s shirts on the hood of Esme’s car along with panties. You’ve got to be kidding me. he thought to himself. His eyes went wider at Esme’s reply to Dean as if it was nothing new or unusual. Sam put a hand over his face and shook his head trying to block out the conversation going on between the two, now almost regretting coming to look for them in the first place.

He would have been better off with Madison and Castiel, and not having to hear Dean and Esme talk vaguely about things that happened last night. Sam watched as Esme searched the room for her gun and talked to herself, noticing how it reminded him of Dean. When she walked to the bed and pulled it out to show him and confronted him, she reminded him of Dean once again. It was a bit weird but funny at the same time and he couldn’t help but smirk. But he still couldn’t get what they had been talking about out of his mind as well as some of the images that popped in too, causing him to shiver slightly.

That was not something he wanted to see when it came to Dean and Esme. Sam took to his feet and looked at the two. “I think I’m going to head back. You two get you something to eat and I’ll see you at the house.”