Oya looked at the iPad, scrolling down the digital library in order to research their current case. She lifted her head and set her eyes on Dean. He was polishing his blade, focused but relaxed. She couldn't help herself but gave him a sheepish smile and tilted her head to the side. She was in her element, and where she wanted to be. They were hunters after all. Their lives were dedicated to hunting monsters and saving lives. She loved being on the road with him, singing songs while he was driving Baby, and watching him sing along with her. Her hand twirled her black locks and she bit her bottom lip. How did she get so lucky? Dean was such a loving person and he made sure she knew how much he loved her every day. How did she get lucky? She didn't know and didn't care to know how because all that mattered was that it was. he looked at her and gave her his sweetest smile, the one that made her swoon over him. She smiled back at him and blew him a kiss before she looked down at the iPad again. Life was good. Life was really good.
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