canon au } { post-1022, of recovery periods and close calls

[thisholyspark]

Olivia: [looks over. squints. goes to shake him gently]

Ben: [groans, shifting a bit]

Olivia: [makes a face] What are you doing here?

Ben: [groans, his hand lifting to go and rub at his eyes and head] Well, I was sleeping.

Olivia: Don't you have your own bed?

Ben: Hammock. And they didn't want to drag me up there.

Olivia: [starts to sit up and then winces as her stitches pull, then goes to lay back down again] How long have I been out?

Michael: [shifts to face her more, face all concern] A while.

Ben: You got all the good drugs. [closes his eyes again]

Michael: [rolls his eyes before handing her her phone] Hal wants you to call him back.

Olivia: [snatches the phone from him] You answered my phone.

Michael: As I said, you've been down a while.

Ben: So who's Hal?

Olivia: [glances back at him warily] Just a guy. [that's a lie]

Ben: Uh huh. How many missed calls again, Michael?

Michael: Around ten before I actually answered.

Ben: That's more than just a booty call boy.

Olivia: [ducks her head slightly, letting her hair fall in front of her face] So what?

Ben: [chuckles and reaches over, patting her arm] Good on you.

Michael: [DOES NOT THINK THIS IS A GOOD THING, BEN.]

Olivia: [sees that look on her brother's face and rolls her eyes, deciding to just text Hal instead:] Hey. I'm okay.

Ben: [sees that look] Hey, you're the one who takes forever to know a girl's trying to get your attention.

Michael: [rolls his eyes before getting up] I'm going to get a cup of coffee.

Ben: Can you make it two? [goes to sit up and then groans and lays back down] Or ten?

Michael: [snorts] Yeah, I'll be right back.

Hal: [text] Thank god. Was worried about you.

Olivia: I'm sorry. But I'm better now.

Hal: How better is better?

Ben: [nope, going to curl back up on his good side, trying not to whimper in pain as his side points out he's human again]

Olivia: [pets her cousin's back as she continues texting] Hopefully will be present for Thanksgiving in Beacon Hills?

Hal: Does that mean I can steal you away that weekend? I'll drive all the way to you if I have to.

Olivia: If they let me go, I say hell yes. I just need to talk to my dad and make sure I'm going. I don't think Buffy will let us skip if I really want to go but my dad is stubborn.

Hal: Well I'm stuck up here alone until they reopen campus after the holiday, so just let me know. I don't mind driving down your way and just hanging out local to you.

Olivia: [hesitates] My dad doesn't really like visitors. But if they're being dicks about it and won't let me go, I can at least Skype you? [she knows what that is now]

Hal: I guess we'll see. [and no, Hal is totally not debating on just showing up in Beacon Hills]

Olivia: [oh she thought he meant all the way to Lawrence. She doesn't mind if he comes to Beacon Hills. The pack might though] I'll let you know, okay?

Hal: Okay. You should probably keep resting. I'll talk to you more later?

Olivia: Yeah. I'll talk to you later. [there's a beat] This is going to sound weird, but thanks for worrying about me.

Hal: Hey, that's what friends do when one is hurt.

Olivia: I know. Just ... I'm not used to it. So thanks.

Hal: You're welcome.

Olivia: I'll see you after Thanksgiving.

Hal: Yup. And text me if you're bored.

Olivia: Will do. [and with that she will ignore her phone and curl up next to the bed for more sleep until her dad comes down]

Sam: [and he's been running ragged working on keeping tabs on Dean, Olivia, and Ben in turn with Michael since Cas went MIA again to use his new jumpstart of grace to fix things. He came in, going to sit on the edge of the bed and look at his daughter a moment]

Olivia: [shifts when she feels the bed dip, and she blinks her eyes open. When they land on Sam, she smiles softly] Hey, Dad.

Sam: [smiles, never really getting used to it, and loving it now just the same] Hey, Liv. How you feeling?

Olivia: Little sore, but I'll be okay.

Sam: You apparently have the Winchester rebound gene. [smirks]

Olivia: [gives him an innocent smile] So does that mean I can go to Thanksgiving?

Sam: If you think you can handle the car ride and not be in pain.

Olivia: [brightens] Yeah, I'll be fine! I'll probably sleep through most of it anyway.

Sam: Well, you will have your own backseat. We’re going to need to cars if Ben decides to join us.

Olivia: He probably will if he wants to see Lindsay.

Sam: [he looks over at Ben who is passed out] Did they tell you yet?

Olivia: Tell me what?

Sam: He sacrificed his grace to remove the Mark of Cain from Dean.

Olivia: [her eyes widen] What?

Sam: It was the only way without opening a portal that would release a darker power or make Dean a full demon. It... Cas has what's left now, which is good for him since you know, he's an angel. But it hit Ben harder than he was expecting. He's pretty much been here since Cas brought him back.

Olivia: Is Uncle Dean okay?

Sam: Yeah, he's fine. Well, as fine as Dean can ever be anymore. But he's not at risk of turning into a demon or going half cocked on a murder spree

Olivia: At least there's that.

Sam: But don't be expecting Ben to be conscious for more than a few minutes at a time. His body is healing the old fashioned way.

Olivia: When do we have to leave for Thanksgiving?

Sam: Two days.

Olivia: I guess we'll see how he's feeling then.

Sam: Yeah. You should probably keep resting too so that you can make the trip.

Olivia: [sighs and nods] Okay. Sounds good.

Sam: You want something to eat? Drink?

Olivia: [shakes her head] Michael's coming back with coffee.

Sam: Good. [he reaches over to gently stroke her face] Just take it easy, alright? Don't try to do too much or it'll take it you longer to heal.

Olivia: [wrinkles her nose] I know. [there's a beat] If I'm doing good after Thanksgiving, think I might be able to get away for a few days?

Sam: [he isn't sure about that, and his face screws up to show he's debating on his answer] Let's take it day by day.

Olivia: [sighs] Okay. It was worth a shot.

Sam: [he chuckled and stood up, readjusting the blankets on her] I'll come check on you both for dinner. I may even convince Dean to make some burgers for us all.

Olivia: Okay. I'll be here.

Sam: [and he will head out, leaving both injured apocalypse kids in the king sized bed as he heads back into the bunker]