A/N: This is another random solo that is about Oya's birthday, Of course, she pretends she doesn't want it to be celebrated but the brothers actually are planning something, They are talking about her while on a mission but it is mostly a Sam oriented piece. I very much liked the « family » one.
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Sam and Dean stopped by a dinner, so they could replenish their empty stomachs and discuss their current case. Many young girls have disappeared some turned out dead from what seemingly was a hex but others turned out dead from what seemed to be a werewolf. Witches and Werewolves didn't work together so it was more of a mystery than the brothers actually liked, Sam tried to research the tiny bits of clues left here and there on the crime scenes but he wasn't able to find anything remotely interesting, However in three days it would be Oya's birthday and Sam wanted to discuss this with Dean while they were eating. It wasn't every day that they were able to plan something so positive in their lives, Dean and Sam didn't exactly celebrate their birthdays. Actually, they would rather avoid the day altogether but Oya came in and she insisted on offering them presents, celebrating their birthday with them with just a muffin and a candle. It was odd but it already felt different, better, soothing, Of course, they both wanted to give it back to her but had not explicitly talked about it.
« I think we should talk about the elephant in the room don't you think? » -Sam started while he took a bite at his steak. Dean's phone was ringing from all the texts Oya was sending him. At this time of the day, Sam knew better than to ask what Dean and Oya said to each other. It was pretty obvious that they were sexting, or at least Oya was and that Dean had to keep a straight face to prevent Sam from guessing that was happening. But Sam was observant so it was a lost cause. Dean lifted his face when he heard Sam talk. His jade eyes stared into his brother's with mischief.-
« Oya's birthday is in three days. I know. »
« What do you think we should do? I don't know what she would want, we never really talk about what she wants. »
« She likes ugly aprons and sweaters, maybe we could find her something corny? I know she loves weapons too so we could get her a blade? »
« We could yeah... » He trailed off. « Look, I would try to see if I can find a nice blade for her. You, you look at those damn ugly things. »
« It's not enough that she offers them to me despite knowing I would say no over and over again and now I have to look up for these atrocities? Sammy ! »
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What ? » Sam chuckled, he actually enjoyed the idea of having Dean search for ugly aprons or sweaters. Dean groaned, annoyed at the idea of actually searching for those items. He wanted to give Sam that duty and focus on searching a great blade for his girlfriend but Sam didn't let him.
« Sammy! Come on ! Go look for ugly sweaters and give me the weapon search instead. »
« You know her tastes better than I do. So no. You are on sweater duty. » He then chuckled and tapped his fingers on the table. « Aside from the presents, what can we do for her? Did she tell you anything about her dream day? »
« Not really. She gave me the whole 'I only need to be with you all to be happy' speech but I know she wants something else. I was thinking, maybe I could take her to a fun fair? Last time she had me play some paintball, drive vintage cars and then a fancy restaurant. »
« She did that? »
Dean grinned widely, he remembered that particular day, Oya took him on a date and made him feel special. She was able to give him a moment of peace in all of this chaos and Dean didn't quite know how to give it back to her. Sure, she liked a few things but he never asked and he felt trapped, fun fair seemed to be a nice activity, both would be able to test their skills and have fun like kids. He could win her a plushie. He would be able to give her cotton candy to eat and they would take pictures at the picture booth. Something nice, something simple. Something she never did, He knew she would keep some of the pictures they would take on that day and he intended to keep one of these as well. Tucked in his wallet so he would always look at them both when she would be out hunting Chuck knew what.
« She did. It was a great day, Sam. Playing paintball like a boss. Drove beautiful cars » He then glanced past the window « No offense Baby, but they were great. Not as great as you though. »
« Are you.... talking to the car? » Sam teased him and shook his head. Dean cleared his throat and shrugged.
« So what? She's my baby and she needs to know I am not going to replace her, ever. » He then took another big bite of his food. Sam sipped on his beer.
« She does love her speeches doesn't she ? » -Dean nodded-
« She really does. You should have seen it when she told me she was in love with me. I felt like I was Dr. Love. »
It made Sam smirk a little bit as he was thinking about the big speech she gave him when she handed his birthday present to him.She called him a little brother, told him she loved him very much.. all of what Sam wasn't very used to. He wanted to give back to Oya but big speeches weren't his thing, nor were they Dean's. Oya had shifted things around since she arrived and it was clearly hard to get used to, but Sam actually liked that she was so outspoken and decided to shake their lives a little bit. She was demanding, commanding even, she loved to take charge and would very often make Dean cook for her (them if Sam was around) or have Sam read a book she recommended. She would take so much space in their minds that they would think about her in situations they knew Oya would hate -for example if a cute waitress was trying to get into Dean's pants.-
It would make them chuckle because they knew Oya would be jealous and would take it both on the waitress and later on Dean until he reassured her that he had no eyes for the lady. Oya was short tempered but sweet and genuine and generous. She also was very loyal. He could see it on a daily basis and Sam knew that his old brother would as well. Her loyalty went to the Team Free Will. Oya was fragile too, Sam knew. She did hide her failures and fears but eventually, they always came out because she was a terrible liar. Memories of the moment she told Sam she loved him like a brother came back to Sam's mind and he remembered how nervous she was when she exposed herself. ThAfricanan hunter was shivering from head to toe, her teeth were smacking against one another and she finally told him how she felt. He would never forget the relief in her face as he listened to her and told her that he thought of her as a sister too, A year and a few months went by and he realized that he didn't want Oya to go, even less than when she used to run away from the bunker. He didn't want anything bad to happen to her, let alone her death. He wanted her near, he wanted her in his life and he could only imagine Dean wanting the same.
Dean had not changed per say, but he definitely was a lot more relaxed than before. He seemed to take it one day at a time but Sam knew that his brother was in fact, in love with Oya and clearly wouldn't handle losing her, He wouldn't be able to cope with her death or if she was injured to the point she wouldn't be able to hunt anymore, like Bobby when he was crippled. Yet, it wasn't the type of wound he was most afraid Oya got. He was afraid that Dean managed to sabotage his relationship with her. He was afraid that Dean moving away from her and trying to escape a happy life with her would destroy her or make her go or both. So his eyes set upon Dean green orbs and he cleared his throat.
« I don't want to lose her Dean. »
« I know. » -Dean cleared his throat and scratched the back of his head.
« Don't fuck this up. She is deeply attached to you. » Sam said, his brows furrowed at the thought of losing Oya.
«Dude!! Don't speak as if I wasn't thinking about it day and night. You think I want to hurt her? You think I want to lose her? »
« I didn't say that. »
« Yeah? So don't even insinuate I would screw this up. I never thought I would ever... I never thought okay? And here it is. I have to deal with it and make sure she's happy. » He paused. « Did she tell you something?» He furrowed his brows, nervous and worried that Oya wasn't exactly happy with him.
« Nope. Just that she loves you more than words can ever describe or something along those lines when she gave me my birthday present. If she feels she somehow broke something or caused you pain, she'd run away. » Sam shrugged and ran his hand through his luscious hair.
« I know she would. She did that when I was hexed by the witch didn't she? » Dean was well aware of her attempts at running away and of the combined efforts of Castiel and Sam to keep her home. Even the Angel realized that she was actually doing more good than bad and refused to have her leave. Now that their relationship was mended and she considered him to be her family, he would NOT let her leave the bunker and run away from the Winchesters and himself. He would be upset at Dean if it happened and Dean didn't want to piss everybody off, including himself or put Oya in danger.
« Yeah. Both hands wouldn't be enough to tell how many times she tried to run away from us. Don't scare her to the point she does that again. She has a tendency to run towards danger and be reckless, don't let that happen. »
« I won't. » He groaned, « Can we now go back to think about a birthday present for her? »
And they discussed the perfect date they wanted her to have. The fun fair seemed to win the popular vote but Dean wanted to make a homemade dinner for everyone at the bunker, only with stuff she liked and offer her gifts at home before they went tot he fun fair or after. The only thing he wouldn't bake would be the birthday cake. Sam suggested he would pick one for her and look out for a weapon he knew she would like. The rest of the night went well, with both brothers knowing what they wanted to do and ready to get those presents while they would be hunting. Before the night fell completely, they received a text from the injured Oya who sent to both of them.
# I love you, babes, come back in one piece. O. #
They would. They promised anyway.
(TBC)
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