Sam woke up upset and since then, had tried to shake this feeling off. Neither the cold shower or the endless stream of coffee he had that morning could make him feel less tense. It had been a while since he actually had a dream, but this one was upsetting. It felt like a premonition and while the younger Winchester brother was skeptical he knew it was entirely possible. Oya's behavior was strange ever since she came back from her latest mission. She acted as if something was after her and accordingly was suspicious of everything. She jumped whenever he entered her room, threw knives at him if he didn't announce his presence and even more strange than usual, she didn't mention Dean. Oya would have talked his brother from the moment she stepped into the bunker and yet, several days later, she had not said anything. His name didn't even cross her lips so of course, Sam was worried. She looked at him like she used to when she wanted to run away. Her eyes would twitch as she would look anywhere but at him. Her bags would be packed and he suspected that she had packed them already. And there was his dream.
Sam dreamed that Oya encountered his worst enemy, Lucifer. He was certain of two things. Lucifer was Oya's worst nightmare came true but she also would do anything to protect the brothers, even from the devil. He knew how much Oya hated angels and feared demons. He knew that they populated her daily nightmares and shook her to the core. He also knew she swore on her life that she would rather die than let anything happened to them because as she said « Dean needed Sam and Sam needed Dean » and she would never allow the brothers to be separated. Oya was an adult, Her life was hers but it bothered Sam to no end to know that she would be foolish enough to die for them. Too many of their friends and family died to protect them and preserve their connection. Too many of their friends and family sacrificed themselves for them and Sam just could not take it any longer. Oya was special in his heart. She wasn't just some passerby. She was part of their family, just like Kevin, Bobby and Charlie were. She made herself a room into his heart and for someone who thought he wouldn't love anymore, Sam surprised himself loving Oya's presence in his life...loving her like the damn sister he never had. So of course, the thought of her death, at the hands of Lucifer in the most excruciating way haunted Sam since he woke up. Whenever he looked at her, he heard her screams, he saw her blood-soaked face and it broke his heart. He was in the war room, drinking his nth cup of coffee while looking at the newspapers for noteworthy cases he could work with Oya. Dean wasn't home and wouldn't be for quite so time so it seemed that the two of them would go for a ride.
-TBC-
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