canon au } { post-6b, of thanksgiving bets and meeting the family

[impetere]

Cora: [in bed, curled up with boyfriend, in that happy warm snuggly place]

Stiles: [totally in that warm, happy place, dead to the world]

Sheriff: [aw, look at them, aren't they adorable. About time they get back to looking like this] You two realize you can't sleep in all day.

Cora: [her ears twitch and she grumbles before curling into Stiles more with an unhappy noise]

Rocky: [yips happily and wanders over to sniff at the Sheriff's shoes]

Sheriff: [kneels down and pets the dog] You know, you're the only one with any respect for wake up times in this house, Rocky. I think you're going to be my favorite from now on.

Cora: We set an alarm. [reaches over at Stiles to paw at his phone]

Stiles: [groans] Ten more minutes. [and he will curl more into her, hampering her efforts to get at the phone that totally ran out of battery power overnight]

Cora: [oof! boyfriend you are heavy] We made an effort. [that's her point]

Sheriff: Uh huh. Well, I made a light breakfast and lots of coffee. If you wake him up before it's gone, there will be extra bacon in it for you. Come on, Rocky, let's go have breakfast.

Rocky: [yips and follows because yay breakfast!]

Cora: Understood. [and she'll give Stiles ten minutes]

Sheriff: [and he will be feeding that puppy grandchild the precious bacon]

Rocky: [happiest puppy grandchild ever]

Claire: [stumbles down after having gotten in very late last night] Coffee?

Sheriff: In the pot. Made it extra strong.

Claire: You are awesome.

Sheriff: Thank you. There's also waffles and bacon in the stovetop. [and he will feed Rocky another bit of bacon]

Claire: Coffee first. Then we'll see about food.

Sheriff: You have fun last night at least?

Claire: [she shrugs] It was mostly a lot of driving, but yeah.

Sheriff: You're not driving while drinking, right? Because as I told Stiles, those tickets I will not write off.

Claire: What? No, I wasn't drinking. [and now she's very confused] I was coming in from out of town.

Sheriff: Just making sure. [he has had to give that warning a few times to others under this roof]

Claire: I don't drink anymore. [a few more sips of coffee] ... Did you guys get a dog while I was gone?

Sheriff: This is Rocky. He belongs to Stiles and Cora.

Claire: Oh. Okay. [and she'll take another swig of her coffee.] He's cute.

Sheriff: Why, do you want a dog, Claire?

Claire: I did not say that. I just know that there wasn't one there when I left.

Sheriff: Point taken. [pets Rocky] Though with this little guy here, I've been thinking about getting one.

Claire: Oh yeah? Have you talked to Jody about it?

Sheriff: Debating about it, or just making it a surprise for Christmas.

Claire: [she nods once before going to gather some waffles] I would at least hypothetical it, even if you do surprise her? I'm not sure how she feels about dogs.

Sheriff: I'll sneak it in. Could also give me hints on what breed.

Claire: Good idea. [and she will take her plate over to the table]

Alex: [from the stairs] I'm hopping in the shower, save me some coffee.

Sheriff: I'll have to start another pot so you're good.

Alex: Sweet. [and it's followed shortly after by the sound of a shower]

Stiles: [meanwhile, still asleep]

Cora: [don't worry, Cora's going to very gently ... roll him out of bed before his dad's deadline]

Stiles: [and the sensation of weightlessness wakes him up a second before he hits the ground with a hard THUD]

Cora: I love you, but you were standing between me and my bacon.

Stiles: You could have just climbed over me. [rubbing at his head]

Cora: You were part of the deal.

Stiles: What deal?

Cora: If I woke you up and got you downstairs before the food was gone, I got extra bacon.

Stiles: And you believed him?

Cora: The Sheriff doesn't lie to me.

Stiles: So you're back to teaming up with him against me?

Cora: Honey, I love you but that never stopped.

Stiles: [rubs at his eyes] I should be happy things are getting back to normal. I really should be happy about this...

Cora: [she smirks a bit before leaning in to kiss him] C'mon. Let's have some coffee and you'll feel better.

Stiles: You're sharing this bacon prize with me too. [and he will push himself up]

Cora: Fair enough.

Stiles: [stretches] Let's go then.

Cora: [and downstairs they come] Morning.

Sheriff: [making another pot of coffee] Morning. Breakfast is on the stove.

Cora: Thank you. [and she will go make herself a plate]

Stiles: [and he is going to just sit at the table and try to rest his face on the surface because too early]

Cora: [and she will hand off one plate to Stiles and then make one for herself]

Claire: If I can be functional on three hours sleep, you can at least sit upright.

Stiles: [sits up, giving her a look] I'm jetlagged.

Claire: You got here two days ago. And you were going backwards in time, not forwards, so technically you should have been up first.

Stiles: No logic in morning. Shhhhh. [and he will wrap his arms around his plate like a hording dragon]

Sheriff: [just chuckling]

Cora: Put some coffee in him and he'll be fine.

Sheriff: [puts coffee in front of his son] The one thing Stiles has never been is an early riser.

Stiles: Shhhh. [but mm, coffee]

Cora: [shakes her head as she digs into her bacon] But we love him anyway.

Sheriff: So, Jody is over help Buffy prepare for this afternoon.

Cora: Good luck to her.

Sheriff: They did a pre-prep meeting yesterday. I think Buffy may be willing to let Jody help.

Cora: That is very rare. I hope Jody appreciates what she has.

Sheriff: She does. I hope Buffy appreciates her as well, though it means I will be waking up alone on holidays.

Cora: If this goes well, I'm sure she will.

Stiles: At least you'll always have a full fridge.

Claire: Yay food.

Sheriff: Guess you'll miss it out in Boston.

Stiles: I guess

Cora: Instead we have Hal's mom, though, so I think it evens out.

Sheriff: That's right. I think I heard Hal's joining us for Thanksgiving?

Stiles: He is in so over his head.

Cora: At least his family isn't coming with him for this one.

Sheriff: Do we know if they are ready to learn about all this stuff?

Cora: I have no idea. We're having that be Liv and Hal's call.

Stiles: Yeah, it's his family after all. He gets to make that choice just like I got to make it for you. [smirks]

Cora: And we both know how well that went.

Stiles: Not my fault you were poisoned by mistletoe.

Claire: [squints, then looks up at the sheriff] At least you didn't get possessed by an angel.

Alex: Or kidnapped by vampires. [and she emerges and goes to grab her own food]

Sheriff: No, just kidnapped by a darach to be used as part of a ritual sacrifice to give her power to kill Deucalion.

Alex: [there's a beat] There is no good way to have this conversation, is there?

Stiles: I just found out because my best friend was acting weird after getting bit by a dog in the woods.

Cora: I was born this way.

Sheriff: But yeah, no good way to have that conversation.

Cora: At least they probably won't have Hal's experience where Liv told him the truth, he didn't believe her and then Maria introduced him to his first vampire.

Sheriff: Seriously?

Stiles: It was a dick move, but it worked?

Cora: It was also not Liv's idea, Maria did it behind her back.

Stiles: Like I said, dick move. [he's mostly awake now thank coffee]

Cora: Anyway, what time do we have to be at the hall?

Sheriff: Dinner is at three. Peter says cocktails and appetizers will be at one to allow people to stake claims on tables.

Cora: [turns to glance at the microwave clock] Then we should probably start getting ready so we're all good to go.

Claire: I'll shower next, since I already ate.

Sheriff: Once I'm done, someone can use mine too.

Cora: Sounds good. Rocky probably needs to go for a walk too, so I'll go last.

Stiles: I still need to wake up.

Cora: We'll be ready to go in time.

Sheriff: Alright. Well, I'll leave Stiles to clean to kitchen since he woke up last. [smirks]

Stiles: What?

Claire: Works for me.

Alex: Same here.

Stiles: I hate you all. [and his head will just hit the table]

Cora: [finishes her food and leans forward to press a kiss to the top of his head] I'm taking the dog for a walk. I'll be back.

Stiles: I'll be here, apparently doing dishes.

Cora: [and off she goes to take Rocky for a tour of the Stilinski's neighborhood]

Stiles: [and once she is gone he is going to go and refill his coffee and get some more food]

Cora: [and eventually they will all get cleaned up and head off to the hall!]

Stiles: [and when they get there of course Stiles is going to break off and greet Scott first.]

Cora: [of course, and that means Cora's going to go hang out by Peter with Rocky] Hey.

Peter: Hello, Cora. Welcome back.

Cora: Thanks. How's Buffy doing?

Peter: I haven't seen her since three am. But I have heard minimal cursing from the kitchen this year

Cora: Jody must be helping then.

Peter: Which I appreciate since it will keep Buffy from trying to kill herself cooking for this many people.

Cora: I'm sure Buffy will too, after food and sleep.

Peter: I will make sure she remembers it.

Cora: Good. [and Rocky will just sniff at Peter's shoes]

Peter: [and he will look down with a straight face] So is this the puppy you told me about?

Cora: [she nods] We're still working on housebreaking him and I didn't want to leave him alone in an unfamiliar house. Buffy said it was okay.

Peter: How are his manners in not begging for food?

Cora: He's a puppy. We're working on it. But he'll probably only beg from someone who's fed him in the past.


Peter: I'm sure that he will still have a lot of food tonight by the end of dinner

Cora: Probably. But he's a good dog.

Peter: I'm sure he is. [and he will lean down and offer the pup his hand]

Cora: [and Rocky will sniff at his hand and whoa, Peter, you're a big dog]

Peter: [you have no idea, pup. But once Rocky is good, Peter will pet the dogs head]

Rocky: [oh, pets are good. let's get some more of those pets]

Peter: [smiles, and then looks up at Cora] You look happy.

Cora: [she gives a small nod] Things have been good lately.

Peter: I'm glad to hear that.

Cora: I like Boston a lot too.

Peter: I've heard that it's nice out there, but cold.

Cora: It is definitely cold. But I lived in Scotland, so I'm used to it.

Peter: [he remembers his time in Scotland and shivers] Hopefully your place is not as drafty.

Cora: No, it's really nice. The building is a little more modern.

Peter: Good neighborhood?

Cora: Yeah. Really nice people.

Peter: Good. And it sounds like you're doing better than you did in LA.

Cora: I don't think that was LA's fault. We just still had some things we needed to work through

Peter: And now?

Cora: Now we're better. We figured it out.

Peter: Good. [nods, standing back up] I'm happy to hear that.

Cora: [she nods] Me too. It feels like things are getting back to normal.

Peter: And you're comfortable returning to Beacon Hills?

Cora: Not permanently. But I didn't want to miss this.

Peter: [and he will look over the crowd] Have you seen Derek?

Cora: [she nods] I spent the afternoon over there yesterday.

Peter: [his eyes widen just a hair, not expecting that] Oh, that's good.

Cora: I wanted to make sure I could do it before I saw her here.

Joy: [and almost if on cue:] Puppy!

Peter: [and he will grin, hearing that tiny voice. Yes, Peter is a softie when it comes to Joy] Good plan.

Derek: [and he will be right beside Joy, holding her tiny hand with one of his.]

Rocky: [TINY HUMAN! and he'll dart over to say hello]

Cora: Yeah. I figured better to be on the safe side.

Peter: Well, at least you brought the perfect distraction to keep her busy.

Cora: Yep. [Joy will be more than happy to play with Rocky, and drag him off to show Amelia her new best friend]

Stiles: [and he will turn and watch with a proud smile on his face, because that's his daughter and she's adorable, and then turn back to continuing his conversation with Scott]

Joy: [and she and Amelia are just going to sit in a corner and pet the dog, while Rocky just laps up the attention like the ham that he is.]

Stiles: [and everyone will just catch up, and wanting to know all about Boston which Stiles will be all that happy to tell them about without going into anything classified]

Olivia: [and in the meantime, outside in the car, Liv is looking over at Hal] So ... there is still time to change your mind.

Hal: You keep saying that like you don't want me to go in there.

Olivia: No, I do. I just also know that my family can be a bit ... much.

Hal: Well, I've survived meeting the main people. How bad can a few hours with the extended family be?

Olivia: You say that now. But if they start to overwhelm you, just let me know and we can bow out early with leftovers.

Hal: Do we need a code word to let you know without insulting the host?

Olivia: No. I have a feeling Buffy won't be lingering within earshot.

Hal: Alright. Well, let's do this.

Olivia: [nods and climbs out of the car, before walking up to the doors and pushing them open so he can see ... all of the people inside]

Hal: [whoa, that’s a lot of people] Good thing I'm used to crowds from sports events.

Olivia: [she nods] Yep. So ... let's start with people you already know. [and she'll look around for some of the Winchesters]

Sam: [will be catching up with Dawn being nerd boy]

Olivia: [and she will steer them towards Sam] Hey Dad.

Dawn: [glances up with a smile] Hey, Liv. [glances over and squints] I know your face.

Hal: [blinks] I think you taught my Intro to Mythology class? Professor Summers?

Dawn: Yeah! Mason, right? Nice to see you again.

Olivia: Dawn and my dad go way back.

Hal: That's me. Guess it's a good thing then I didn't fail your class. [smirks]

Sam: [chuckles] You probably didn't realize how relevant it was going to be to your life back then.

Dawn: Definitely not.

Olivia: How's Buffy doing?

Sam: Just stay away from the kitchen and you'll survive. [looks at Hal] You may get one warning shot, but that's about it.

Olivia: Buffy takes Thanksgiving very seriously.

Hal: Sounds like my mom and Christmas.

Dawn: Probably. Though really, nothing could top our first Thanksgiving together where we were haunted by a Native American spirit that turned into a bear and almost ate Spike.

Hal: [and that is a slow nod] Sounds like that would really put a damper on the holiday.

Sam: [just smirks at the look on Hal's face]

Dawn: Oh yeah. Still doesn't top the time Spike and Buffy almost got married though.

Olivia: Okay. I'm going to go find Ben. Hal?

Hal: Right behind you. Nice seeing you again, Professor Summers!

Dawn: You too, Hal.

Olivia: [and she'll start scanning the room for Ben] As I said, you want out, we'll bail.

Hal: Just warn me if any of my other professors are here. I tend to have a snarky rep at school.

Olivia: That's the only one that I know of.

Hal: Good. [grins]

Ben: [and he is lounging somewhere with a beer, relaxing.]

Olivia: [and she'll swing over with a nod] Hey.

Ben: [grins] Hey, was wondering when you'd get here. [salutes Hal with a beer]

Olivia: We're not that late, are we?

Ben: No, but when you're fighting for food with hungry werewolves, it's best to come early.

Olivia: I think we'll survive. I've heard that Buffy's been cooking since three am.

Ben: That's the rumor. We have bets going on when she's going to snap from the pressure.

Olivia: Buffy's dealt with scarier shit than Thanksgiving dinner.

Ben: Oh, I'm sure, but there's also a lot of people here and the odds of them disrupting her plans is high.

Olivia: [and there's a confused look]

Ben: My bet is on Stiles wandering in for something and getting yelled at. [it was the easy bet]

Olivia: Oh. [she was thinking about someone outside the group] No, Stiles has more self-preservation than that.

Ben: Well then, go make your bet. That Theo kid is handling the money.

Olivia: [.....] Theo's here? And he hasn't been stabbed yet?

Ben: Scott's keeping him on a short leash. And Liam called dibs on first strike.

Olivia: Fine. [she grumbles a bit before looking around] Lindsay working?

Ben: Yeah, she pulled the Thanksgiving shift, but since her bosses are here she can come check in for dinner at least.

Olivia: That's good, at least. Hopefully she'll be here in time for some leftovers.

Ben: I'm under strict instructions to make a plate for her. She even wrote down the list of what I'm supposed to put in the take-out container, and what I'm supposed to pack up for leftovers for the apartment.

Olivia: A smart girl who's always prepared. At least you have someone to keep your ass on track. [teasing]

Ben: [smirks] Yeah, well miracles do happen, that's for sure. [looks over at Hal] You know, there's also bets going on how long you'll last here today.

Olivia: Excuse me?

Hal: Seriously?

Ben: Oh yeah. You're the newcomer after all, and you didn't grow up with this shit in your life. Lots of speculation on how long you'll last before you pretend to get sick and bow out.

Olivia: [so much linefacing right now]

Ben: Hey, I didn't start it, and for the record I actually bet that Hal will make it through dessert. I figure if you've stuck with Liv this long, you can handle a lot more than the rest of these jerks give you credit for

Olivia: Who did start it?

Ben: Pretty sure somewhere between Theo and Liam.

Olivia: [turns away from the group until she spots Liam. She waits until he sees her and her eyes narrow]

Liam: [looks over at Liv and there's a smirk of hey how are you and turns into a small gulp and he looks away wow look at the time]

Olivia: [that's what she thought. She sighs and then turns back to Ben] Why are we gambling at Thanksgiving anyway?

Ben: ... Because why not?

Olivia: Okay. [she doesn't think it makes any sense, but boys will be boys]

Hal: Honestly, I'm pretty sure my youngest brother would have helped them. [shrugs] That's what family does to annoy other members.

Olivia: I just don't get it.

Hal: Just ignore them.

Ben: Help me win the bet and I'll split the pot with you. [smirks]

Olivia: [a beat] How big is the pot?

Ben: It was at about two hundred for the Buffy bet, and about eight for Hal.

Olivia: You want me to help you win for half of eight bucks?

Ben: Eight hundred.

Olivia: Oh, damn. [glances over to Hal] Are you okay with that?

Hal: I think I can survive through dessert. We got to leave right after, or during.

Ben: Right after. Eat your pie, then get out.

Olivia: Sounds fair enough. You got a deal.

Ben: Good. [sips his beer] Be careful, you're going to have some people trying to make sure you get out of here early. Don't fall for it.

Olivia: I think we can handle it. Unless they're planning on summoning the actual bear spirit Dawn was talking about.

Ben: Bear spirit?

Hal: Yeah, if they summon a bear I'm pretty sure that's one of my limits.

Olivia: Previous Thanksgiving memories. Dawn was reminiscing, probably trying to freak him out.

Ben: Ah.

Olivia: [she nods and glances back to Hal] Want to go see where we're sitting?

Hal: Sure.

Olivia: [and they'll head off to check out the tables and she'll hope that no else decides to come and freak him out]

Scott: [Theo and Liam may have a plan, but the alpha is trying to talk them out of it]

Olivia: [you're a bro, Scott]

Scott: [the only thing going for him is that Stiles refuses to get in on it because a. Theo and b. he has to be at the mason's for Christmas]

Olivia: [well, at least you're trying. And feel free to throw in than anything terrible is going to result in two broken noses]

Scott: [for a few hundred bucks, the werewolves that can heal themselves will be willing to risk that]

Olivia: [grrrrrrrrrrrr]

Stiles: [and after he catches up with Scott, he will go back to Cora and kiss her cheek] You doing good?

Cora: [nods as she leans into him with a smile] Yeah, I'm good. Are you?

Stiles: I'm good. Doing real good. [and he licks his lips] Got a question for you though.

Cora: [tips her head up to look at him more] What's that?

Stiles: Will I be pushing your comfort limits if I go spend a bit of time with Joy right now? Because if so, I can find time before we head back to Boston, but since she's here...? [his voice is telling her that he can wait if it would make her uncomfortable watching them]

Cora: [she shakes her head a bit, because while she may not watch, she's not going to tell Stiles he can't spend time with his daughter] No, it's okay. Go ahead.

Stiles: [and he will smile at that, and then lean in to kiss her] Thank you.

Cora: [smiles as she kisses him back, because his smile is good, before nudging him away] You're welcome.

Stiles: [and he will head over to where Rocky and Joy are, crouching down to be on both their eye levels] Hey Joy, remember me?

Joy: [looks up and squints for a minute, before turning her attention back to the dog] Mommy's 'puter friend.

Stiles: Uh huh. [and he will sit on the ground next to her, and Rocky will come over because HI DADDY!] You having fun with Rocky?

Joy: [WHY ARE YOU ABANDONING ME PUPPY] Yeah. [and she'll scramble over so she can still pet him]

Stiles: Do you know he can do tricks? Wanna see?

Joy: Yeah.

Stiles: Okay. [and he will look at Rocky, reaching into his jacket pocket for a treat] Rocky, sit.

Rocky: [and he will plop down on his haunches and wag his tail, he knows this game]

Stiles: Good boy. [and he will give Rocky a treat] He's a good boy, right Joy?

Joy: Yeah. [and she reaches out to pet him again] Good boy.

Stiles: Here's another one. Rocky, roll over. [and he will make a circle motion with his finger]

Rocky: [but he's being pet, there's a "does he have to?" whine]

Stiles: Do you want another treat?

Rocky: [making him choose between his two favorite things. you are tough, dad. But he will do as he's told and drop to the floor to roll over]

Joy: [amazed gasp!]

Stiles: Good boy. [and he will give the treat to Joy] You can give him the treat this time.

Joy: [takes the treat and holds it out to Rocky, then laughs when he licks it out of her hand] He drools.

Stiles: Yeah, he does that a lot. It means he's happy.

Joy: My hand's all wet. [and she'll just wipe it off on his jacket]

Stiles: I'm sure your daddy has some wipes. But here, how about we play a game with Rocky? [and he will pull Rocky's squeaky bone out of another pocket]

Joy: Okay.

Stiles: Rocky, fetch. [and he will throw the bone a few feet away]

Rocky: [and he will dart after it because SQUEAKY TOY!!!!!! but he hasn't quite mastered the return part of fetch because he just likes the squeakiness so much]

Stiles: [and he will shift Joy into his lap and pull out a treat to give to her] Bring it back, Rocky.

Rocky: [looks up at his name, but doesn't come and just shakes his head to make it squeak more]

Stiles: You’re making me look bad, buddy. Bring it back.

Joy: Puppy! [demanding toddler tone]

Rocky: [and he will come when Joy calls him but ... leaves the bone behind. LOOK YOUR FIANCEE CAN ONLY TEACH HIM SO MUCH AT A TIME]

Stiles: [chuckles and lets Joy pet Rocky when he gets back] Well, I guess we're still working on that one.

Joy: Good dog.

Stiles: [and he will just smile, looking down at Joy and enjoying the moment]

Buffy: [and after the moment has passed, Buffy will finally emerge from the kitchen, cooked bird in hand] Who wants some turkey?

Dean: Finally.

Liam: Thank god.

Scott: Pretty sure that's a unanimous yes.

Jody: [comes out behind her with sides] Then let's eat.

Derek: [and he will come over with hand wipes and look down at them] Come on, Joy, let's get ready for dinner.

Joy: Puppy come too?

Derek: Puppy is going to have his own dinner, but when he's done I'm sure he will come sit with you. But no feeding him your dinner. [and he will pick Joy up, nodding to Stiles before heading off with her]

Joy: [over Derek's shoulder] Bye, Puppy.

Stiles: [and he will get up and go take Rocky's toy and get him to follow as he heads over to Cora to find their seats]

Cora: [and she will slip her hand in his as they sit] You okay?

Stiles: Yeah, I'm good. You good?

Cora: [she nods] Yeah, I'm good. [and they'll start passing around plates and food!]

Stiles: [and he will make a plate of turkey and gravy and give it to Rocky before he goes to make his own plate]

Rocky: [OM NOM NOM TURKEY]

Ben: [and he has his list out making Lindsey her container in case she isn't able to get there]

Buffy: Did I forget anything?

Sheriff: I think you have it all. We just need to say the blessing even though I'm sure some people have started eating. [looking at you, Liam]

Buffy: Right. Who's doing that?

Sheriff: I had it last year. [and cue chorus of not its]

Dean: [stands up, grabs the flask of holy water out of his jacket, and sprinkles it down the length of the table] There. You've all been blessed. Let's eat.

Sheriff: [and he is totally about to tell that boy this is not what he meant]

Sam: [sighs and stands up, shaking his head] I'll do it. [waits for people to quiet down] Thank you for helping us all make it through another year, and all the troubles resolving so that we can regather here and count our blessings. We ask for better year with healthy lives, less violence, and good times with friends and family.

Buffy: That was very nice, Sam. Thank you.

Dean: [sorry Sheriff, Dean is an asshole]

Sheriff: [he is well aware of that, son.]

Buffy: Now eat please! [and she is going to sit and try and relax and not fall asleep in her food]

Jody: [goes to sit next to the Sheriff with a sigh] How was it this morning?

Sheriff: The normal. Kids exhausted, one running around nearly bringing down the house, and Cora being the sane one.

Jody: So business as usual.

Sheriff: Pretty much. [leans over to kiss her] It's nice to have everyone home again.

Jody: [smiles as she kisses him back] It is. And they'll be here just long enough for us to remember why they drove us crazy, and go away again.

Sheriff: Which is pretty much perfect.

Jody: That it is.

Sheriff: Plus when we send them off, we also get to go on our own little vacation.

Jody: We do. Do you think the station will survive without us?

Sheriff: It better. Agent McCall is hanging around town for the week to make sure nothing catastrophic happens, but if Parrish ever expects to get promoted, he needs to be able to handle this.

Jody: I'll keep my fingers crossed for him.

Sheriff: I made sure all the fire extinguishers were recharged just in case.

Jody: Then hopefully at least the building will be intact.

Sheriff: [chuckles] Hope so.

Jody: It'll be good to get away for a while though.

Sheriff: I don't even remember the last time I had a real vacation.

Jody: Neither do I, actually. I haven't really had a reason to.

Sheriff: Same here. I guess you're my reason. [grins]

Jody: [she laughs] Guess so.

Olivia: [and people keep chatting and they make it to dessert and pie and Olivia glances down to their clean plates] I think we're good.

Hal: [finishing his pie] Same here. Ready to head out?

Olivia: Yeah, let's go. I'm just going to say goodbye to my dad.

Hal: Alright, but make it quick otherwise. I'll grab our coats.

Olivia: [nods and she makes her way back over to Sam] Hal and I are heading out.

Sam: [looks at his watch] Already?


Olivia: [leans in to whisper] Helping Ben win a bet.

Sam: [chuckles] Good for you. Dean's already lost.

Olivia: As he deserves, for not offering to split the pool with us. [she grins and gives him a kiss on the cheek] I'll see you back at the motel. [and she will turn and head back towards the door to meet Hal, highfiving Ben on the way out]

Ben: [and yup, he is going to ignore those glares from Theo and Liam. You really didn't bet on Ben being a dirty cheater? Really?!]

Hal: [smiles and holds out Liv's coat] Easiest money I've ever made.

Olivia: [never bet against a Winchester, kids. She takes the coat with a grin] Amen to that. But that just leaves the question of what do we do now that we have all this free evening time to ourselves.

Hal: I can think of a few things. [smirks] But how about we go catch a movie?

Olivia: Sure. That sounds good.

Hal: How about Thor? I hear it's a crazy 80's technicolor trip.

Olivia: That's the superhero not the actual Norse god, right?

Hal: Well, technically in that movie franchise he's both.

Olivia: I was just trying to figure out what kind of movie I was in for.

Hal: Crack. Pure superhero crack.

Olivia: Sounds good. Let's do it.

Hal: [and off they will go to the movie theatre]