There was always a reminder of how harsh the reality was. Oya was still plagued with nightmares, familiar situations that became so real over time that it became hard to distinguish between reality and the dream world. Oya was scared to lose Dean, Castiel, or Sam during a mission. She didn't want harm to come their way but she knew that in the line of their work, it was most likely a possibility. It was most likely bound to happen. Still... She hated the idea of it. She tried to keep her concerns to herself, hoping that maybe her family wouldn't notice, but they all knew she was worried. They felt the same way with one another, they were all scared to lose their family. Of course, they knew she was worried. How could she not be?
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