canon au } { post-5b, of meeting the bunker and meeting the brother

[thisholyspark]

Olivia: [and she will just watch because that's adorable]

Hal: [and he's going to totally look at the sword and go to lift it. Because SWORD]

Olivia: [and then she'll be concerned] Be careful with that. It's heavier than it looks and really sharp.

Hal: Don't worry. My dad has a lot of weird things around the house like this. I'll be careful.

Olivia: Okay. [the Winchesters have a lot weirder stuff, but she'll trust him. For now.]

Hal: [and after swinging it around a few times, he will put it back] So what else does this place have?

Olivia: ... Everything? Massive library, a garage with all kinds of cars ... you name it.

Hal: Garage? [this is totally Christmas]

Olivia: [she laughs, I guess we're hitting the cars next.

Hal: [nods] Oh yeah.

Olivia: Alright. [and off they go to check out all the cars]

Hal: [and he is going to just go over and run his fingers along one of the old ones] This is like, a museum.

Olivia: Yeah, it kinda is. My cousin and my uncle have been working on 'em one at a time to make sure they can still run and stuff.

Hal: Any of them working at this point?

Olivia: [she shrugs] Mostly the more modern ones? The older ones are a little too obvious to drive around.

Hal: Well you want to take one of them out for a spin? [that's an evil grin.]

Olivia: [wrinkles her nose] No. My uncle will kill me.

Hal: Oh come on, just a little ride. We'll even go the speed limit. [slides closer, pulling her to him by her hips] I'll make it worth it....

Olivia: [she grins as she leans in closer, draping her arms around his neck] Oh really?

Hal: Totally. You kinda need a car to go and do some parking, after all.

Olivia: Mmmm. That's true. [and she'll lean in and kiss him a bit] But we could always just park right here.

Hal: Yeah, but then we could get caught by your family.

Olivia: [she shrugs] That's supposed to be part of the fun, right?

Hal: Your family is the one with guns, baby. If you're willing to risk me...

Olivia: Hmmm. Let me think about it. [and she's just going to lean in to kiss him some more and focus on that and ignore the footsteps of her brother coming in from the other room]

Hal: [mmmm, kissing Olivia. Yeah, totally enjoying that and not caring]

Michael: [and he will watch them for a moment, making a face, before slamming the nearest car door loudly]

Hal: [yup, wasn't expecting that. He will snap his head up, looking in the direction of the sound]

Michael: [will be doing a good job at making himself look big and tall before giving him a sarcastic wave] Hi there.

Olivia: [glances over and rolls her eyes] Don't be a tool.

Hal: Hey. You must be Michael. Liv's told me about you.

Michael: I'm sure she has. What're you guys doing out here?

Hal: Looking at the sweet cars. Thinking about taking a drive.

Michael: Not in these cars.

Hal: Oh come on, you can't tell me you don't want to just take one for a spin when Daddy isn't looking.

Michael: Sam doesn't care about these cars, Dean does.

Hal: [looks to Liv] That make it better or worse?

Olivia: Dean usually encourages us to get laid.

Michael: [makes a bigger face] Can't you just use your own car? Or, you know, your room?

Hal: But what fun is that?

Olivia: [rolls her eyes] Ignore him. He has delicate sensibilities.

Hal: Sorry, Man. I gotta listen to her or she'll kick my ass.

Michael: [sighs but still doesn't move, linefacing at them both]

Olivia: [huffs after a moment] Why don't you come with us and we go to the diner or something?

Hal: Yeah, I haven't had dinner yet. I'm down for that plan.

Michael: [glances between the two of them for a moment before swallowing hard] Sure. Fine.

Olivia: Great. [smiles at her brother] You drive.

Hal: I guess I'm in the back. [smiles at Liv] Want to join me?

Olivia: Love to.

Michael: [mutters as he walks away] Gag me.

Hal: [wraps his arm around Liv] You know, annoying brothers is my favorite game.

Olivia: I'm so glad you said that.

Hal: You have a plan?

Olivia: I usually just play it by ear.

Hal: I'll follow your lead.

Olivia: Good. [and off they go to the diner with a sulking Michael the entire time]

Molly: [and she will come in halfway through the service, tugging a child with her and a little backpack. She helps him sit down behind the hostess podium and get some toy trains out]

Olivia: [and she's munching on one of her fries before she points to Molly] Isn't that the girl you're seeing?

Michael: [glances back over his shoulder before nodding and giving her a wave]

Molly: [sees him and waves back, smiling as she tucks some hair behind an ear and then talks with a coworker]

Hal: She's cute.

Michael: Yeah. [and spins around and goes back to his food] She's really nice.

Hal: The kid looks pretty cute too. Not yours, I take it.

Michael: [shakes his head] No. We haven't even been in the universe that long.

Hal: [nods and leans back to relax and sip his soda]

Michael: So. What are you studying at Berkeley?

Hal: Sports Business Management.

Michael: So you want to own a team or something?

Hal: There's more to it than there. There's recruiting, organizing, owning, running, scouting...

Michael: Right. I don't really know much about sports.

Hal: That's fine. I figured you wouldn't.

Michael: Sounds like interesting work at least.

Hal: Should be.

Michael: Any particular sport you're looking into?

Hal: Lacrosse.

Michael: Like what Stiles plays?

Hal: Yup. We're on the same team, actually.

Michael: Oh yeah? Cool. You going to recruit him to help you?

Hal: Nah, he's not in that major. He's pretty caught up in all the stuff you guys do.

Michael: Oh. Yeah, that makes sense with a werewolf for a girlfriend.

Hal: Among others, least that's what I heard.

Michael: Yeah, there are a ton of them in Beacon Hills.

Hal: Yeah, I had the slayer style orientation.

Michael: [laughs] Nice.

Hal: Choked on some vampire dust. Not the best night.

Michael: At least you know the truth now.

Hal: Yeah. Makes it easier on your sister to not have to make up some story about how her day was.

Michael: I don't think she was making that much up.

Hal: She led me to believe that she was like, an Orkin man.

Michael: It's not inaccurate. Just ... weirder pests.

Hal: A little bit bigger than a possum.

Michael: [he shrugs] I've seen some pretty big possums.

Hal: I'm a city boy. Our biggest threat are raccoons.

Michael: Yeah, hang out in the Midwest and you'll run into all kinds of shit.

Hal: No thank you. I will leave all that to you guys and cheer from the sidelines.

Olivia: Sounds like a good plan to me.

Hal: I'll just take a couple of first aid courses. Just in case I need to patch people up.

Michael: We definitely could use that every now and then.

Hal: Oh, I'm sure.

Michael: Sam and Dean are pretty good at it, though.

Hal: [nods] So's my mom.

Michael: She a doctor?

Hal: She's a mother of three boys. Pretty sure she can take on a dcotor for practical experience.

Michael: [laughs] Good point.

Molly: [and she is going to come over with the coffee] Can I get anyone a refill?

Michael: [holds up his cup with a smile] Please.

Molly: [and she will, looking at the group with a smile] I won't bug you since you have company.

Michael: No, it's fine. This is my sister, Olivia.

Olivia: [waits, waits...] And this is my boyfriend Hal, who my brother is currently being a brat about.

Hal: [holds up his hand in greeting] Yo.

Molly: Olivia, nice to finally meet you. Hal. I hope you aren't going to get revenge on me for what he does today.

Olivia: No. I'm civilized, unlike this idiot.

Molly: [laughs] Well, I'm sure I can distract him on days he's being extremely bratty. [grins at Michael]

Olivia: I would appreciate that.

Michael: [rolls his eyes]

Molly: Sorry, girls gotta stick together.

Hal: Pretty sure if I made the same offer, I'd get shot.

Michael: [and there's just a ... long stare in Hal's direction until his sister kicks him under the table and he hisses] Ow!

Hal: [smirks a bit] Thought so.

Molly: [laughs and squeezes Michael's shoulder gently]

Michael: [rolls his eyes at Hal] Uh-huh.

Molly: [and she's being called away] I'll be back in a minute. Let me know if you want dessert.

Michael: Will do.

Molly: [and off she goes.]

Boy: [A few minutes later, a five year old walks over wearing a paper chef hat and carrying a slice of pie] Mommy said to bring this to you.

Michael: [glances over with a smile] Thanks, buddy.

Boy: Yer Welcome. [bright grin, and he is going to head back to his spot with his trains]

Olivia: Cute kid.

Michael: Yeah, he is.

Hal: What's his name?

Michael: I don't know. She hasn't told me yet.

Hal: So you're dating a girl with a kid and don't know his name? [eyebrow raised]

Michael: ... It hasn't really been that long.

Hal: So still kinda new? That's cool.

Michael: [he nods] We're easing into it.

Hal: Well, she seems nice.

Michael: She is.

Hal: Hot too. Not as hot as your sister, but still.

Michael: .... Gross, man.

Hal: Just saying. [squeezes Olivia's hand under the table]

Michael: [rolls his eyes before digging into his pie]

Molly: [and after a few minutes, they will realize that only Michael was getting pie]

Olivia: [wrinkles her nose] Rude.

Hal: What?

Olivia: I guess only my brother is getting dessert.

Hal: Aw, she's obviously playing favorites.

Olivia: It's cheating.

Hal: [leans over to kiss her cheek] I'll get you ice cream later. With extra whipped cream.

Michael: Gross.

Molly: [and she's walking over] Someone say extra whipped cream? [and it goes on Michael’s pie]

Olivia: I take it back. I can feel my civility fading by the second.

Molly: I can get you guys something too. I just don't know your order like I do his.

Olivia: [she laughs] Cheesecake?

Hal: Brownie Sundae.

Molly: Coming right up. [smiles at Michael and heads off]

Michael: [just looks smug as he eats his pie]

Molly: [and she will come back a few minutes with their desserts, including another slice of pie for Michael]

Michael: [glances up at her with a grin] Thank you.

Molly: No problem. Anything else? Drinks refilled?

Olivia: [shakes her head] I'm good.

Hal: Totally fine.

Molly: Good. [looks at Michael] The neighbor had to go to the hospital for heat exhaustion. I'd invite you over...

Michael: [he shakes his head] It's okay. Another time, maybe?

Molly: Yeah, totally. You will be around?

Michael: Not planning on going anywhere.

Molly: Good. [and she will squeeze his hand before heading back to work, checking on her son on the way]

Michael: [nods and will dig into his second piece of pie]