/rewriting of that little thingy for us 
"Thank you..." Oya whispered as she let her fingers run through Dean's dirty blonde's hair. the Winchester had just comforted her, helped dry her tears upon hearing what happened to her "brother" Joshua. She requested to be the big spoon, thus allowing her to soothe him just like he soothed her. Her lips kissed his shoulder and her nose brushed over the sensitive skin of his neck before she closed her eyes. "Thank you for being here with me...when I need you the most." She would be lost without Dean, especially now that her brother was probably going to die from the monster attack. Oya couldn't handle the situation alone, let alone, going through the ordeal of losing someone she was close to. Dean understood, and as soon as they both heard the news, he made sure she knew he was by her side and wouldn't leave her.
She was able to overcome the shock from her conversation with Sarah and both had packed for their trip tomorrow. Dean would go with her and together, they would investigate the case. But right now, she needed to keep him close to her, feel his warmth and presence next to her. She wrapped her arm around his waist and pulled him into a hug against her tinier frame. Dean indulged her, he always did when she wanted to massage his scalp or be the big spoon. it was soothing for him as well, a way for both to connect without having to speak. he could tell the words she wouldn't say by the way she was hugging him, holding him, kissing him and felt their connection that night. Oya was in his life, she was a friend that would make him laugh during their wild rides, the one who would give him ugly aprons when she returned from her hunts because she thought of him. She was the partner who would hunt with him, have his back during fights with monsters or do the research he wouldn't do -books, am I right?-
She was his lover. the one who gave him attention, affection, and warmth. Oya, the woman who touched him in ways no other could, that woman with an appetite and skills that could almost make him thank Chuck -almost!- Oya.. the woman he refused to let go and who refused to let him go. Tonight, she was the one who needed comfort and even then, she would always soothe him too. "Of course." He said as a reply to her words. He couldn't imagine not being there for her. She could be miles away, one phone call asking for help and he would drop anything to come find her. He already did and came to her rescue. He would do it again. "Always" he repeated, closing his eyes as he started to feel exhausted. She pressed her body against his and snuggled while Dean wrapped his arm over hers, securing the ebony hunter against his frame. "Always..." he repeated again before he heard her regular snoring. A soft smile crept on his lips as she finally found some rest but he furrowed his brows, worried and already planning the day after.
(TBC)
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