Doya: Relief

Relief.

As soon as the front door opened and she saw Dean's silhouette, Oya threw herself at him and broke down into tears. He dropped his bag and welcomed her in his arms, wrapping them around her tinier frame. His fingers ran over her back in order to help soothe the hunter and he planted a kiss on top of her head. He was used to it, to Oya's nightmares and he knew that she usually handled herself well when she was hunting alone. However, she called for help. Oya called him and sounded so terrified that Dean dropped everything and rushed to her. The sight was unsettling since her hair was tangled, her eyes were puffed out and red, her whole body was shaking and she couldn't stop crying. He kept his hands on her back and didn't move until she asked him to. 

Comfort.

It took several hours before Oya could fall asleep. She could not speak but he didn't need to ask what the nightmare was about. He kind of knew. Oya's biggest fear had always been losing him. The fact she called him asking if he was alright and begging him to come find her was enough for the hunter to know her nightmare was impossible for Oya to handle by herself. So he stepped in. He didn't care about missing yet a day of sleep. He simply took the Impala and drove to  Oya's location. As she was sleeping soundly, he ran his hand into her black locks. She was curled up against his frame and fully relaxed under his soothing hand. He was falling asleep after struggling for too long but Dean had to make sure that Oya felt safe enough before she could sleep again. Did he really drive 4 hours into the night to get to the African hunter and comfort her? Yes, he did. Would he do it again? Yes, he would. 

Trust. 

Oya trusted the Winchesters and they trusted her. She would have done the very same thing for Dean should the roles be reversed. All he thought about when she called, was to find her and hold her in his arms until she felt safe. "You're safe." He whispered as he kissed her forehead again and ended up laying on his side next to her. His body was numbed with slumber as he has not slept for a little more than 24hours.  He let his fingers run over her face and then planted a kiss on her forehead before he fell asleep as well. Tomorrow was another day and Oya's solo case turned into a regular case for both of them.