Wolvena

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme remained quiet as Natalia and Cason spoke to Annabeth. She also hated to admit it, but she also agreed with Cason. She hoped it wouldn’t come down to that. She winced a little at the thought of having to kill Annabeth. When Cason turned to her, she could feel his eyes on her. A breath left her nose at his words. Just as she thought, he was planning on going with her to watch over her. She didn’t answer him right away. She was searching for her words. “I’d actually like to go on my own.” she told him. She lifted her head and opened her eyes to look at him. “But I wouldn’t mind having Sarah or Violet with me.”

It was true she’d rather just go on her own. She needed some time to herself, since every time she tried today, someone asking her not to leave or singing to her interrupted it. She needed some room to breathe and to work through things that tonight had brought up. She couldn't do that with Cason hanging around and hovering. Esme was hoping if she said she wouldn’t mind having one hound with her, it would help in him letting her go knowing she would be protected. She ran a hand through her hair to get it out of her face, then rested it back across her chest. “After everything that has happened, I really need some time to myself.” she added.

As she sat there, she searched his face for what he might be thinking. “And before you ask. No, I don’t plan on running.” She knew that had to be one question running through his mind, just like it had with Dean. Esme wasn’t planning on running from anything unless it got bad enough to, but this time she would make it known and not just disappear without a word and only a note.

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A kings' political marriage plan- closed

Marabella

Bella has somewhat recovered from her whole being kidnapped ordeal, but it still bothered her greatly. As everything began to get underway, the servants and handmaidens crowded Bella to help her get ready. As they got her ready, she couldn’t help but wonder what this other big announcement was, and it caused her to sigh heavily. When she had been dressed in a royal purple and gold gown and her hair styled where it was half up, they all stepped away from her warm smiles on their faces. “Lovely as usual, my lady.” one of them said. Bella gave a weak smile in return, then looked into the mirror.

Her eyes fell upon the bruise on her cheek. She brought a hand up and touched it as she closed her eyes, as the memory of how she got it played behind her closed lids. She sighed, then let her hand drop, shaking her head to rid herself of the memory. Opening her eyes, she looked back into the mirror, her eyes falling on her wolf ears on top of her head. She took it upon herself to hide them as she normally did from those she didn’t know. Then she slipped on a pair of gloves to hide the bruises on her wrists left by her bindings. Looking into the mirror one last time, she stepped away from it and headed out of her room.

She knew she had to go out and join everyone, even if she really wasn’t feeling up to it. As Bella walked down the halls to the ball, she breathed deeply to get herself in the right state of mind and to clear it. Once there, she put on the best smile she could and entered. She could feel many eyes on her as she walked in and greeted the nobles she passed warmly. She stopped in her tracks when she heard the outburst, wondering what could have caused it.

Supernatural - After The End

Esme Stirling

Esme’s eyes narrowed more as she looked at Castiel and he confirmed that he would have sent her to wake Madison instead of Sam. Yes, she knew the answer was coming, but for him to come out and admit it was upsetting even if she was the least likely to end up dead out of her and Sam. She hardly noticed when Dean turned towards her. Even when he rubbed his thumb gently on her face, she didn’t take her eyes off of Castiel, but it did stop her from throwing out another comment. Her hand stayed tightened on Dean’s as he replied to Castiel. She would have agreed wholeheartedly with Dean if she hadn’t had spent time with Madison alone, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to get that through to Dean right now.

Yes, she knew Madison could be dangerous, but she had to believe that Madison could learn to keep herself in control after what she had seen. Though, after hearing Dean’s comeback and what she felt coming off him to Castiel saying she was mostly human, she knew it was going to take a lot to convince Dean otherwise. She held back the flinch that came to her at Dean saying he would be nice to Madison until decisions needed to be made and would take care of it if he had to. Esme watched as Castiel huffed, turned and walked away into the kitchen, not even turning back as Dean called after him.

She continued to stare into the kitchen with narrowed eyes after Castiel disappeared around the corner. When Dean apologized, a sigh escaped through her nose, but still didn’t pull her gaze from the kitchen. “You don’t have to apologize, Dean. You’re not the only one that doesn’t want her to hurt anyone.” she breathed. It was true that she didn’t want Madison to hurt anyone, but she also didn’t want it to come down to where they had to kill her.

Sam Winchester

Sam looked up from Madison’s head and at the door, listening to the voices still coming through the door. He pulled his gaze from the door when Madison pulled away from his hug, seeing her nod and glance at the door nervously. He frowned a bit at her words, though he couldn’t blame her for fearing Dean after everything that had happened. Sam then placed both of his hands on her shoulders gently, a serious look came to his face. “Don't worry about Dean. I can handle him.” he told her. “I won’t let him hurt you. I do think it would be a good idea for you to stay close to me and possibly Esme as much as you can.

He won’t do anything as long as you’re close to one of us.” He held back the sigh that tried to escape him. He knew Dean would never forgive himself if he were to hurt himself or Esme, so it was a good bet Madison would be fine if she were with either of them. Sam glanced back at the door, hearing that the voices had died down for the moment. He then removed his hands from her shoulders and stood up from the bed. Looking down at her, he offered her a hand to help her off the bed. “It’ll be alright.” he said warmly with a small smile. She couldn’t stay in this room the whole time they were here.

She would eventually have to be around Dean. He hoped the more they were in the same room, with at least one person between them, he would come around and not feel the need to kill her every time he laid eyes on her.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme looked over to the stairs behind Natalia when Annabeth suddenly appeared behind her. Esme instinctively reached around behind her and placed her hand on her gun, but didn’t draw it as she heard Annabeth’s words. She noticed Cason flinch and step back with the knife held out. She couldn’t blame him for acting in such a way after trying to be killed twice that night. She even saw Bobby react to Annabeth’s appearance. Esme rested her free hand on Sarah’s side to stop her growling, but never took her eyes off of Annabeth as she spoke to Cason, then asked what had happened.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Bobby put the hammer back down on his gun and toss it on his desk as he muttered, she on the other hand, didn’t release her hold on her gun. She may have felt the calm coming from Annabeth, but that didn’t mean she was going to relax her hold on her gun, especially with how weak she felt at that moment. Esme listened as Natalia explained what had gone on to Annabeth and what was currently happening. When Natalia mentioned they were in a waiting game right now and wanted Dean and Mika to come down in a good place, she silently nodded in agreement.

When it came to where she was going to sleep, she was still planning to go to a motel that was nearby. She didn’t think it was a good idea for her to try and spend the night here. Not to mention, a little space from everyone and their emotions would be nice. One question in her mind, though, was would Cason actually let her go to said motel without following her there to watch over her and hover? Only when the moment came up would she know for sure. Sighing softly as she felt her legs trying to give on her, she slowly slid down the side of Sarah to sit on the floor, then leaned against her.

She finally released her hold on her gun and crossed her arms over her chest, as Sarah laid down and curled around her protectively. Esme tilted her head down and closed her eyes. She knew if anything happened, Sarah would alert her and would also jump into action.

Supernatural - After The End

Esme Stirling

Esme had laughed along with him after she made her joking comment about him not being much fun. If she was being honest with herself, this was the most at ease she had felt in some time, and she didn’t want to go back to the way things used to be for her. This was just too good to give up. When Dean spoke about getting settled so everyone could loosen up she nodded, then ended up laughing a little harder then she should have to him saying she was definitely bunking with him. She watched him as he released her hand, opened the door, and got out of the car. She then killed the engine, tucked her keys in her jacket pocket, and got out herself.

After getting out and shutting the door. “I didn’t doubt that for a minute.” she said as she stretched out herself before Dean joined her and took her hand. A warm smile coming to her lips as he interlocked his fingers with hers. Esme listened as Dean spoke as they made their way to the door, giving a nod that she understood. “Do I look like someone to be steamrolled?” she asked with a smirk, not really expecting an answer from him. “But I’ll let you know if he does.” she smiled. She was a bit surprised how quickly the door opened after Dean had knocked on it, seeing Castiel behind the door, and he greeted them. “Castiel.” she replied before Dean spoke to him.

She stayed quiet as the two talked about Madison, her eyebrows raising slightly in surprise at what Castiel said as she stepped into the house when Castiel walked away. Esme continued to listen as the two talked, taking everything in that Castiel said about Madison and how he used Sam to test a theory. Her eyes narrowed a bit when Castiel pointed at her after saying Madison trusted her, but she wasn’t here to test his theory. “Meaning you would have sent me to wake her instead of Sam if I would have been here.” she stated bluntly. She only thought it natural since he knew Dean and Sam, better to risk her life than the ones he knew and cared for.

Her eyes traveled around the room, landing on the one door that was slightly open. She could hear faint voices coming from the room, meaning that’s the room they were in. Her eyes then fell back on Castiel, her softness from earlier gone. It was going to take her a bit to trust him, even if he was there to help them with Madison. She sighed inwardly and focused on her hand in Dean’s and their intertwined fingers. The atmosphere here was a bit heavy and she didn’t like it, thankfully she had something, rather someone she could focus on to keep her relatively calm while being here. Esme tightened her grip on Dean’s hand as she stood there next to him.

Sam Winchester

Sam had felt Madison flinch when he took her hands in his, he had watched her as he spoke. Seeing her read his face, her shoulders dropping, and her face softening at his words. As she whispered, he smiled warmly seeing he was getting through to her. He shook his head softly to her apology to say she didn’t have to apologize. He was about to say something when she suddenly leaned forward, pressed her face into his chest and hugged him. He hesitated for a moment before he put his arms around her and hugged her back, a small smile coming to his lips at her words.

He knew she was still learning when hugs were appropriate, though he knew this was a sign of her giving over her trust to him. He could honestly say he was relieved to know that she trusted him. It meant that he didn’t have to be so on his toes or walk on eggshells when around her. “You don’t have to apologize for that. It was a natural reaction.” he told her softly as he rubbed her back. “And you’re welcome.” He turned his head to the door after a moment when he heard voices drifting through it and into the room. “Looks like they finally made it here,” he whispered.

He even heard Esme speak up and she didn’t sound all that happy when she spoke. Her tone was quite different from when he spoke to her at the motel and she was carrying on with Dean. Sam wondered what could have happened to have changed her mood since then. He then looked down at Madison. “Should we go and see what’s going on in there?”

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme’s attention was pulled from Cason as Dean came back through the door. She could see he was a man on a mission. She watched him ascend the stairs until he was out of sight. She dropped her gaze to Sarah, who she was still leaning against, and closed her eyes briefly with a sigh. She hoped Dean could work things out with Mika after everything that went on tonight, she’d hate to see their relationship ruined just because of what Cupid had done. She opened her eyes and looked back over at Cason. Just as he raised his hand to slap the sigil, Esme shielded her eyes from the bright light that emitted from the sigil as Cason slapped it.

Then she heard the scream as it banished Cupid. Esme let her arm drop from her face and looked at Cason as he spoke. She couldn’t help but sigh in relief that Cupid was gone and wouldn’t be causing anymore problems for them. “Glad to hear it.” she mumbled as he wrapped up his hand. “I almost hate to say it, but that is music to my ears.” She then saw Natalia enter from the corner of her eye. She was hesitant to look at the woman after everything, even after she spoke to Cason. Though when she spoke to her, she slowly turned her gaze to Natalia, a soft look on her features.

“You’re welcome.” she replied. “I only did what anyone with a heart would do.” She turned her gaze back to the stairs just as Sam came in and Natalia told him Dean and Mika were upstairs in their room. When Sam went up, her gaze dropped back to Sarah. What she told Natalia was true when she saw Dean that day. She couldn’t bring herself to leave him alone in the state she had found him in. She closed her eyes as the memory played behind her eyes of that day. He was so broken, and he was drowning himself in booze. The state of him pulled at her heartstrings and still did to this day.

Anyone that would listen to him, he’d ask them to end his misery by killing him. He had even asked her. Esme shook her head softly to rid it of the memory and opened her eyes to see Sarah looking at her sadly. She patted the hound's side to let her know she was alright, which she responded to with a nuzzle to Esme’s side. She looked away from Sarah and looked around the room. It still looked like a disaster area from when the demons attacked, which made her think of when she had become a demon nuke. She was so ready for the day to end. She just wanted to find a bed, curl up in and go to sleep and forget everything. Would she even wake up tomorrow or would she sleep for several days after everything her emotions and Cupid had put her through today?

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

At Cason’s confession, Esme had turned her face away from him, laid her head on the floor and closed her eyes. No wonder Dean was so irate and went after Cason, trying to kill him. She sighed heavily as she laid on the floor, still under the weight of Sarah. She knew Sarah would not let her up until she was completely free of her rage, but she had finally released her arms. Esme lifted her arms and put her hands on her aching head, feeling Sarah’s snout under her chin, and her breath on her chin and neck. She could still feel rage coursing through her, but not as bad as it was, thanks to Sarah.

The heat that had been radiating from her body had died off, which meant she wouldn’t go nuclear any time soon. Then she heard it and a groan escaped her lips. Cupid had struck again. Moving her hands slightly, she looked at the stairs as she heard the faint melody traveling down them. Her eyes went from the stairs to Cason as he quickly stood from the couch. She watched him as he moved around the room, then painted the sigil on a door. She recognized it from the hotel room they had all met in. Cason was planning on banishing Cupid. Esme turned her gaze from Cason to Sarah, their noses almost touching as Esme looked at her.

She removed her hands from her head and sat them on Sarah’s neck, then gave her a hug. “I’m good now. You can let me up.” she told her softly, giving her a pat. Sarah nuzzled Esme before slowly and easily lifting herself off of Esme and moving to the side. Esme slowly rose to a sitting position, then got to her feet with the help of Sarah. She leaned against Sarah for support, feeling drained from feeling so much rage and having it hit her so quickly. Her attention went back to the stairs when she heard the melody come to a stop, then sighed deeply as she looked over at Cason again. “When do you plan on using that?” she asked him. “And how close does he have to be for it to work?”

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme watched Dean continue to storm away as he shrugged everyone off. Then she turned to Natalia as she went to follow Dean and stopped at her side and placed a hand on her shoulder. Esme nodded to her words and watched her go after Dean. Esme turned back to Cason, seeing Bobby helping him to his feet, and sent him to the couch. Her gaze followed him, a fire still burning within them as she stared at him as he sat down. She stood there thinking about what Cason could have possibly done to piss Dean off so badly as to have him try and kill him. “What the hell did you do to piss him off so bad, Cason?!” she asked at the same time Mika mumbled to him.

She didn’t catch what the woman said, but saw her quickly ascend the stairs to get away from everyone. It was then she heard Sarah and Violet fighting with each other to get through the door. She turned to look just as they made it through, to see Sarah running at her and hopped up on her, knocking her to the floor on her ass with a thud and hiss. Esme looked at the hellhound that now laid on her legs, pinning her in place. “Sarah, get your ass off of me!” she growled at the hound. It was clear the rage still had a firm hold on her, even with Dean out of the room.

She tried to shove Sarah off of her, but Sarah only inched her way up with a whine in her throat. Esme fought to get out from under Sarah, but was failing miserably. “I said get off of me!” she grumbled. Eventually, Sarah made it where she was laying the length of Esme’s body, where her body was mostly on Esme’s legs and waist, her head on her torso, and her paws holding down Esme’s arms. Esme was completely pinned, but could still breathe under Sarah’s weight. Esme growled under the weight of Sarah and the fact that she wouldn’t get off of her, no matter how much she struggled or told her to get off.

Finally, Esme sighed heavily and laid her head back on the floor, as she could feel herself calming and the rage leaving her. It was then she noticed her fists were still balled tightly. She forced herself to relax her hands and breathe deeply as she closed her eyes. As the rage left her little by little, she could feel her body trembling from its effects. Never had she been so affected by rage in this way before, and now, with a clear mind, she actually scared herself with how angry she had gotten. She could think clearly about Dean’s actions as well, and that scared her as well.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme continued to stare down the two in front of her on the floor, the rage within her still rising from what she felt in the room. She barely noticed the others in the room at this point. The rage she was feeling almost completely blocked them out, but she could still hear their voices pleading with Dean. She noticed Cason had flinched when he heard her voice, causing the blade Dean held to cut into his neck. Her fists clenched more when it seemed nothing was getting through to Dean, her nails breaking through the skin on her palms. Esme’s eyes went to Dean, and she tried to rein back some of the anger from her tone.

“Dean, don’t do this!” she said to him. She hoped that at least someone in the room would get through to him. Then he finally looked at Mika and she also saw him flinch at Natalia’s touch. This was a good sign that they were getting through to him, but this didn’t calm her rage much. Not even the shivering of Cason under Dean’s weight calmed her rage. Her eyes stayed focused on Dean and the two women at his side. She would have gone over too, but knew that would be a terrible idea with what she was feeling now. Any closer to the source of the rage could possibly end in disaster for everyone in the room.

So she hung back and let the two try to get through to him, but then she saw Dean glare at Mika. This was a Dean she didn’t know. It was a side of him she never saw while they were together. If she hadn’t been so full of rage at that moment, it would have scared her seeing him this way. When Dean shook off Natalia and pushed Bobby back, her eyes went to the knife as he raised it in the air. She took a step forward just as he brought it down, her eyes going to Cason at the sound of the crack. She saw the knife wiggling in the floor just centimeters from Cason’s face and her eyes narrowed.

Esme’s focus went back to Dean as he lifted himself off Cason and made his way towards her, then shrugged past her as Bobby asked him a question. Esme turned and looked at him, her rage just barely starting to come down. “Dean!” she called as he walked away from them. “Wait, Dean! Talk to us!” She knew something big must have happened to have Dean react in such a way, but what it was she couldn’t begin to imagine.