tell me your secrets, and ask me your questions

[stillfalling]

It's a damn good thing the croats didn't get him, because Anna is going to kill him. The ride back to camp is met with harsh stony silence on her part, gun still clutched tightly in her hands. As though she ever lets it go if she can help it. She waits though, until she's managed to weave her way through a few people, get away with a few tight smiles and the occasional polite nod. it's not like anyone expects much more of her these days, although some keep trying.

She waits until he's in his cabin, and it's before he can get one of his girls in. Anna lets herself in without bothering to announce her presence, and finally puts her gun down. It's hardly a good sign though, because as soon as it leaves her hands and finds a place on the table she turns to him - and oh, she's definitely mad. Suddenly personal space isn't an issue and she advances on Cas quickly, grabbing hold of his shirt and balling it tightly.

"What the hell were you thinking out there?" There's a shake to punctuate the words, and she's angry enough to practically spit the words out. It's been a long time since she's been this angry. It's been a long time since she's been angry at all, honestly. Still frowning she lets go, though not without a hard shove to the centre of the chest first. "Are you trying to get yourself killed, is that what this is?"

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[perfectantidote]

"Not yet."

Cas shrugs. Anna getting all high and mighty on him isn't exactly new, and he doesn't exactly care anymore. Her disapproval and Dean's just blur together in one long stream of being yelled at and being shoved around. Who cares?

Cas doesn't. He just smiles at Anna. Truth is, he's fucked up, taken one pill too many or too little, he can't even remember. But far be it from him to let her look behind his wide grin.

"Relax. I'm alive, am I not?"

[stillfalling]

Anna's good at disapproval these days, it comes naturally and honestly Cas bears the brunt of it. She knows she takes it out on him, expects more of him, and whether that's because of the years of history they have under their belt or just because she thinks he's capable of more, the details don't really matter.

This is different though. This isn't retribution, at least not in the traditional sense. Cas hasn't done anything wrong, hasn't pissed her off for once, it's all because of that damned mission. Anna's used to death now, she sees it all the time, but that doesn't mean it makes her any more comfortable to see an old friend almost meet his maker.

"You're alive this time, but what about tomorrow? What about the next day? You can't keep taking these stupid risks, your luck won't last forever." And she's still harsh, her voice is still tense and it's still loud, but she turns away quickly as she says it. After all, she's not really mad at him this time, she'd been scared. Anna doesn't get scared though, she can't afford to, so instead Cas gets a lovely view of her back as she folds her arms over chest.