Doya: How about we go on a hunt?

Doya: How about we go on a hunt?

// I've missed these darlings, and since they will work on a new case, here's how it started. 

Oya rolled on her side and allowed her fingers to trace imaginary paths on Dean's chest. They have been at the bunker for quite some time now, in order to give Oya time to fully recover from her latest injury. she had recovered and she wanted to go back on the road. Oya's hazel eyes set upon her husband, and she couldn't stop grinning at him. Dean chuckled and rolled on his side so he could have a better look at his wife. He knew her and could tell she was excited about something. Dean knew how much Oya wanted to work a case, she kept mentioning it every single day since he helped stitch her up. Of course, he could anticipate what she was about to say. 

"What is it?" -He asked her, lifting a brow so she could continue. It was almost a little ritual because Oya wouldn't straight up ask him to work a case with her if he didn't ask her what she wanted to say first.-

"You said I had to heal before we hit the road again, right?" -She asked, her right hand cupped his cheek and she started to stroke his light stubbled cheek. Dean gave her a noise of approval, which made her gently push him on his back so she could straddle his lap- "You said...That I could pick up the next case we'll be working on, right?" -Another approving grunt- "Well...I have healed and I have found our next case."

"Have you?" He grinned and let his hand cup his wife's waist.- 

She was wearing one of his flannel shirts that was too big on her. His hand gently squeezed the supple skin of her waist before he moved it further up, where her actual wound was. Before, she would have winced, when her wound wasn't fully healed. She had been stabbed and it went deep into her left side but by chance, it didn't pierce through her lung. It was a flesh wound that added another scar on her skin. She cupped both of his cheeks and stroked them with her thumbs while her long and wild curly mane fell on his hands and chest. Oya nodded and bent forward to kiss his lips.

"See? No more pain here. I have healed just fine and I have found a case....wanna hear about it?"

"Go ahead, Oya. Tell me everything about it."

And he listened to her speak about the case, interspersing her words with kisses. She told him about rumors of a vampire nest in Ohio. Apparently, those vampires were working with a demon but it was to be verified. It was unheard of, usually, the creatures of the night didn't ally themselves with demons but Oya knew better than just assuming. Oya tucked some hair behind her ears and nipped at her bottom lip. She was excited about the hunt, not only because hunting was her natural element, but because she was even more excited about spending time with him and saving lives in the process. Oya wanted to save people more than anything else, she wanted to rid the world of monsters that weren't supposed to be here. Dean nodded, interested in working the case and he agreed to go. 

-TBC-