Once higher powers target a loved one, a price for their safety must be paid. Cain has never been one to cut deals with witches or any of the like. But there seemed to be no other way. They didn't disclose to him when the effect, the cost, will strike. Neither did he tell Sonny about it, thinking his gift of power negation would make him able to evade his end of the bargain. Now here they are. An ordinary noon. And suddenly he sees not her but a stranger he never met prior.

Genuine confusion knits his brows together with his previously relaxed posture stiffening, Sonny's approach meticulously observed. It's when her hand touches his face that he reflexively grabs her wrist to peel her affection away. Before he rises from the armchair to glean the woman's features. "What are you doing in my house?" Clipped tone, no vestige of familiarity in his accusing stare.

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"yeah, sonny? oh. right." he dips in a nod before he goes back to doing what he was doing, tools spread out around his thighs. "i did. was working on the fuel lines in the parkin' lot and didn't want to make a mess all over your gravel. those things are wicked awesome when it comes to making sure that shit doesn't go everywhere. why? you gonna make it weird? s'not like i took it to shove it up my ass. so far? i'm a-okay with never trying that out. got plenty left. but if ya need, sam can go into town and buy more." gentle hand pats the polished side of his precious black impala. "she's down for another day til i get a few parts in."

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the height differences between our girls and the men are staggering omg LOL. poor lia and sonny being pipsqueaks. i'm fuckin' DEAAAD. look at fuckin myrkos towering everyone. XD

██   SONNY   ,   OUTGOING.  it  didn't  go  as  planned.  i  fixed  it.  we're  good. ██   SONNY   ,   OUTGOING.  you  know  how  this  shit  goes.

██   @snnynatural   ,   INCOMING.  give  me  a  straight  answer.

██   SONNY   ,   OUTGOING.  that  is  a  straight  answer. ██   SONNY   ,   OUTGOING.  what  else  do  you  want  me  to  say  ?

ben thinks for a moment that he has pieced himself back together, foolishly. that months would be long enough to sand this aching grief down to dull edges, but he still feels that pang of sorrow that lingers after ben is reminded of dean's haunting absence in camp chitaqua. the people seem to move quieter since that mission he took to face lucifer. in camp, the fires have burned lower, voices have soften to only murmurs at times, and boots dragged in the mud. the morale is low, but not completely gone. the tether that holds them together now is the wealth of years that started since the croatoan virus couldn't be contained anymore.

𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐁𝐍𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑. She hated it when the days were slow, and 𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐀𝐒 wasn't here. It was his turn to play CEO of 𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐍𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐄𝐒, and that meant he was nowhere in the country. The only upside to it was his bringing home new recipes and souvenirs from his trips abroad. Other than that? She hated holding down the fort, mainly on days like this.  Deciding to sit on the opposite side of the bar, she leaned back on her arms and scrolled through her phone to see the lives of her friends who were thousands of miles away. She missed the old group; she hated that she had self-isolated from them ever since The Incident that happened on her birthday. It had been a couple of months now, and she was still adjusting to her new lease on life. Her senses were all out of whack; everything that annoyed her enraged her, and what would make her a little upset only made her depressed. 

Demonic senses were a bitch and a half, but she was learning to push through. 

Chewing on the inside of her cheek, Sloane wrinkled her nose when she caught a new scent in the air. It was the typical vampire, werewolf, or witch; it was something new, and she couldn't put a label on it. Pressing her lips into a line, she hopped off the barstool, walked back around the bar, and began taking out menus. Someone was coming in. Upon hearing the familiar chime of the bell at the top of the door, Sloane rolled her shoulder back and tossed her hair behind her shoulder. Putting on that customer service smile, she placed her hands on the counter and spoke to the person who entered.