You'd think that with her love for ugly aprons and corny t-shirts, Oya would enjoy Christmas. It couldn't be more wrong. She hated the holiday ever since she was a kid. She never enjoyed the big family reunion with people she never met before, It became even harder for her after the slaughter of her family. Christmas was less about "Santa" than about "Jesus and how he was born and the angels and the whole savior shit." Indeed, it was about God and despite the death of the Asambosam, Oya was still bitter and traumatized by the death of her family. She was avoiding the Thomas' home for the holidays because they would be celebrating. You bet they would. Joshua was now engaged to his former girlfriend. Sarah had a family with toddler twins, they were bound to celebrate Christmas and Oya wanted no part in that. She was grateful the Winchesters weren't big on holidays because for every year in the last 3 she spent with them, they always skipped Christmas.
Dean would take her to work a case so they could spend time together while saving people and he would keep her mind busy. It was a small gesture, but she was grateful he never let her be on her own around Christmas. He never did, just like she managed to be there with the brothers during the anniversaries of their parents' deaths. A small gesture that meant the world to each other.
This year was the same as the previous ones. She already was crankier than usual, silent and withdrawn. She already was being reckless when she fought monsters, willing to take unnecessary risks that could cost her her life because she wanted to punish herself for her family's slaughter. Dean understood her guilt. he understood the unhealthy ways she was coping with her loss because it mirrored his. He understood the unspoken words of horror and grief, for he spoke the same language and maybe, because it was her and because he had the power to make her feel better, Dean decided to take her with him, so she would feel better; Happier.
He wanted her happy.
And she was when she was with him.
Always.
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