canon au } { post-1401, of planning holidays and hell royalty

[thisholyspark]

Ben: [ring ring, Liv. Your phone's got a facetime request from Ben]

Olivia: [and she will be fumbling for her phone. Hal is already awake and elsewhere and she's still in bed, though that's normal for her nocturnal lifestyle. She finds her phone, before hitting the button for the video call] Hey. [half asleep, eyes not even really open, what is it what do you want?]

Ben: [has his earbuds in, and he is standing in front of a cracked door] Here we see the majestic moose in a rare moment of sleep. [and he will aim the phone at Sam, still asleep, slightly drooling as his arm hangs over the edge of the bed]

Olivia: [takes her a minute to force her eyes open and when she does process what she's seeing, her eyes widen] Damn. Mom get him to sleep?

Ben: Yeah. Mikey called her in for reinforcement. I'm not asking how, but he's out cold.

Olivia: Mom's got the magic touch. She probably threatened to shoot him again. [as she rolls over and places the phone awkwardly on Hal's side of the bed so she doesn't have to keep her arms up. he can't see her whole face, but she's still there]

Ben: From what I heard, your brother fled the moment she showed up.

Olivia: He's smart. It's always best to avoid the wrath of mom.

Ben: Yeah, well he left me holding the football here. Not cool.

Olivia: Yeah, well you and I both left him holding the football for months while you were in Beacon Hills and I was here, so maybe cut him some slack if he wants to get breakfast with his girlfriend and her kid.

Ben: Yeah, well I'm the one currently away from my girlfriend so I'm allowed to whine. A bit.

Olivia: Fine, you can whine. Poor Ben. Have you talked to Linds at all?

Ben: Yeah, we chat on nights she isn't on patrol with Parrish.

Olivia: Things still quiet out there?

Ben: On the supernatural side. Humans are still weird.

Olivia: Humans are always going to be weird. It's what we do.

Ben: Do you ever miss just dealing with zombies?

Olivia: Considering Stiles and I got jumped by a shapeshifter last night who was trying to steal his security clearance - yes. Zombies were gross, but at least they didn't shed.

Ben: Eww. I hope you washed your hands.

Olivia: Oh, I took two very hot showers before sleeping. Hal might have taken a cold one this morning but I wasn't awake to apologize.

Ben: Good girl. How's lacrosse boy treating you?

Olivia: He's good. His parents want Mom and Dad to come to Thanksgiving this year.

Ben: I think I overheard something about that. [him, spy? no, why you think that?]

Olivia: Yeah, I sent Dad an email about it. Think they're gonna go?

Ben: Your mom was making a case. Sam thinks he has to find Dean so Dean can be there too. Talk about co-dependency.

Olivia: Yeah, well, look at the three of us.

Ben: I was being sarcastic, Liv.

Olivia: It's too early for me to tell.

Ben: Liv, you're ahead of me time wise. [grins] Just what were you up to last night?

Olivia: Stiles and I were tied to a chair together and he tipped us both over, so ... ow. I think I got home around three am?

Ben: I didn't know Cora and Hal were into the kinky stuff.

Olivia: It wasn't them. It was the shapeshifter.

Ben: Oh yeah, I forgot about him. Or her. What did they look like anyway?

Olivia: Stiles, by the time I came to.

Ben: Yeah, just what the world needs, another Stiles. [he's left the dorms and heading into the kitchen, looking for an apple]

Olivia: He's in FBI custody now. We'll see how well that goes.

Ben: We really need to like, make a super-secret legal system for supernaturals.

Olivia: Fortunately he's with the branch of the FBI that knows about supernatural stuff.

Ben: Stiles' people.

Olivia: Yep. His boss is pretty cool, but I don't think she's going to be able to hold him.

Ben: Well, yeah. Shapeshifter.

Olivia: So if he gets out, I'll handle it, but I'll play nice for now. It is Stiles' boss.

Ben: Is there anyone in the Winchester extended family that might be a scientist who could, come up with something to keep them from shifting. Or like, a cell that's all glass walls.

Olivia: I don't know. If anyone could figure it out it's the scientist that Stiles works with, so maybe I'll ask him about it.

Ben: Worth asking about. who knows, maybe we can start our own Arkham Asylum.

Olivia: Definitely worth a shot.

Ben: So am I invited to Thanksgiving with the Mason Family?

Olivia: I don't know. I'm not awake enough to work through that yet. [shifts to run a hand through her hair] Right now I feel like it should just be my parents and then we work them up to everyone else.

Ben: Well, I guess I'll just drag Mikey up to Beacon Hills for the holiday.

Olivia: I'm sorry. Honestly, I might try to talk them out of Thanksgiving and do Christmas instead since Dad's not a big Christmas person anyway.

Ben: No, you're right. You're going to want to do Thanksgiving. That's a holiday about family, and your Dad is a big advocate of family. Christmas risks him telling stories while drunk on eggnog and having to explain why he sang Christmas carols to Santa while watching porn.

Olivia: Are we talking about my dad or your dad?

Ben: Both. they were together on that case.

Olivia: Whatever. But I also don't want Dad to miss seeing his family. Or me missing seeing my family.

Ben: Yeah, but you shouldn't be the one worrying about it. At least your dad's end of it. Plus, if things get serious with Hal, you'll want to probably plan who gets you for what holidays. And realize that Buffy will probably kill you if you miss more than one year in a row.

Olivia: Exactly, so why not set the precedent for Thanksgiving in Beacon Hills and Christmas in Boston now.

Ben: Do you want to subject the Mason's to Buffy first?

Olivia: No, I want to delay the family introductions until Christmas.

Ben: And that would happen in Boston, so yeah, best time for them to go out to you. Just fill your dad with eggnog, he'll be fine.

Olivia: Yeah. I'll run it by Hal later and see what he thinks.

Ben: Good. But does that mean you and Hal will be out my way Thanksgiving time?

Olivia: Probably, yeah.

Ben: That's good. Otherwise I would have to drive out that way myself to check up on you.

Olivia: You wouldn't have to do that even if I didn't either.

Ben: Hey, I miss you. I can only put up with your brother so much before I need my kickass cousin to smash things with me.

Olivia: Fine. But you don't have to do it under the pretense of checking on me. You can just come see me.

Ben: Potato potahtoe.

Olivia: [rolls her eyes, but it's mostly for show] Anything else I need to know?

Ben: Um... no, nothing that I can think of.

Olivia: Good. That means things are mostly quiet?

Ben: Kinda? There was this little moment where I think your Dad proclaimed himself the new King of Hell...

Olivia: ... He did what?

Ben: There was this demon trying to take over Crowley's job and wanted to make a partnership with Sam. Your dad kicked his ass and told the rest of the demons in the room that anyone who wanted to be the new king of hell had to go through him first.

Olivia: ... Damnit, Dad.

Ben: I think that makes you the Hell Princess. [smirking]

Olivia: Yeah, well. Think I'm gonna abdicate.

Ben: Mikey inherits the throne first.

Olivia: Good. He can deal with that bullshit.

Ben: And hey, if he also abdicates, I'd make a fucking impressive King of Hell.

Olivia: Sure you will.

Ben: It's not like I'm not going there anyway. May as well rule it since I'm there.

Olivia: You'd think given all we've done and been through we'd get a "get out of Hell free" card.

Ben: Yeah, but God's a dick, remember?

Olivia: Maybe. John and Mary were in Heaven together though.

Ben: Yeah, but John was in Hell first. And you know they're there so the angels could manipulate Sam and Dean.

Olivia: [sighs] Yeah, I guess. But I can also still think it's bullshit.

Ben: Won't know until I die. But that's a long way off.

Olivia: We hope.

Ben: I should probably get going.

Olivia: Okay. Be safe out there. Let me know if you hear anything about Dean.

Ben: Will do. And you be safe too.

Olivia: I will. Talk to you later. [and once they've said their goodbyes she will finally wrench herself out of bed and go see if she can find her boyfriend. though if this is a weekday, it he might be at work]

Hal: [if it was a weekend, he'd still be in bed. Sorry Olivia]

Olivia: [it's all good. but this means she can cook and have dinner ready for him when he gets home. she's actually getting better at it! though it's still mostly taking what's in the box and putting it in the oven and not letting it burn]

Hal: [and he will come in, cheerful as always, and head right for the kitchen.] That smells amazing.

Olivia: [looks up at him with a grin] Thanks. I took it out of the box myself.

Hal: [grins and slide behind her, hugging her and kissing her shoulder] That is an important step.

Olivia: It is. [leans back into him comfortably and turning towards him for a kiss] Should be done in about five more minutes.

Hal: Long enough for me to grab a shower then.

Olivia: Want a beer with dinner?

Hal: Sure.

Olivia: Okay. See you in a bit.

Hal: [and he will go upstairs to shower and change, slipping into comfortable flannel shirts that he has gotten used to and love]

Olivia: [which she loves him in so it all works out. and when he gets back, she's got plates out of lasagna and two beers] So. A question for you.

Hal: [goes to sit and picks up the beer] Shoot.

Olivia: Do you think your parents would mind if my parents came for Christmas instead of Thanksgiving?

Hal: I don't think so. I mean, it's more that they want to meet them.

Olivia: Okay. Cuz holidays have always been weird for us but Thanksgiving Buffy's got her whole thing, you know? Christmas we don't really do much so I think it'll just be easier.

Hal: If it would make your family feel awkward, I can ask mom to tone down the Christmas this year.

Olivia: No, we can handle it. My dad doesn't love Christmas, but as long as he doesn't need to turn the Christmas tree into a weapon to murder Krampus I think he'll be fine.

Hal: [shakes his head] Your dad really had a weird childhood.

Olivia: Definitely the weirdest. He and Mom at least have the best social skills of the Winchester clan.

Hal: Is your brother coming?

Olivia: I don't know. I haven't actually talked to them yet, just Ben.

Hal: [laughs] Well, I don't think my parents are ready for Ben yet.

Olivia: Neither do I. I think it's definitely my parents, Michael is optional. But I think Mom and Dad might be easier? Just because they're better at ... talking around the family business?

Hal: Well I figured once your brother met my brother Ben, we wouldn't have to see them except for meals.

Olivia: They would be a match made in nerd heaven, it's true. But this is also the guy who told his girlfriend the full truth on their first not even date.

Hal: Your brother is that bad at not telling the truth?

Olivia: We didn't grow up with covering things up the way my dad and uncle did? And he's just ... a really terrible liar.

Hal: Right. Oh. [his eyes widen] You know, Christmas would be better. Because I think Ben might be asking the other Ben to Thanksgiving so he doesn't have to go back to Indiana for the long weekend.

Olivia: ... Oh, that'd be real weird. Probably better if we're all in Beacon Hills. [she glances over at him] Do you want to come with me?

Hal: Yeah, if you don't think it'll be awkward.

Olivia: Nope. I mean ... if we're in this for the long haul, might as well figure out the holiday balance now, right? And you handled Thanksgiving pretty well last time.

Hal: It was a bit overwhelming at first, but after I got used to it I was fine

Olivia: So if you want to come, you are welcome. Knowing Buffy, if your parents ever wind up in the know, they'll probably be invited too.

Hal: Do you want me to go? I mean, if you want some one on one time with your family, I think I can handle not having you here for a weekend.

Olivia: No, I do. Because you're part of my family too and for the one holiday we do celebrate, I want you to be a part of it.

Hal: [smiles at that] Then I guess I'll keep the passenger seat warm.

Olivia: [grins as she leans in to kiss him] Good. Because it'd be a pretty lonely drive back to Beacon Hills without you.

Hal: [kisses her back] I promise not to stay with Buffy then after dinner.

Olivia: I think she'll be too busy being passed out asleep. I'd be much more entertaining.

Hal: That is why I keep you around. [smirks]

Olivia: Good to know. I guess it makes me stumbling in in the middle of the night more bearable?

Hal: A bit.

Olivia: Sorry about last night. I didn't mean to be out that late.

Hal: It's fine, Liv. I mean, as long as you're stabbing things and not finding a new boyfriend.

Olivia: I spent most of last night tied to a chair with Stiles so that would be a no.

Hal: Oh God, what did Stiles do now?

Olivia: Nothing. Shapeshifter wanted to steal his identity to break into the FBI. Didn't count on his girlfriend having a werewolf nose.

Hal: It tried to fool Cora? [laughs] Bad choice.

Olivia: Yep. By the time me and Stiles broke out and got back to the apartment, Cora had already notified Stiles' boss and busted the asshole.

Hal: I shouldn't really feel like I'm missing out, but I'm totally missing out on the action adventure side of your life.

Olivia: [she laughs] Trust me, you're not missing much. [she pauses] Though ... his boss did ask for my number. In case they need a "consultant."

Hal: Good. Make sure they pay you well.

Olivia: We'll see. I have to talk to Stiles about it. Not sure he wants me running around on his turf. Then there's the whole, my dad is technically on their "Most Wanted" list thing.

Hal: Yeah, that's true.

Olivia: I don't think Agent Dunham cares, but it's still something to consider.

Hal: Yeah. Imagine if this was like, the start of making monster hunting a viable business that pays.

Olivia: Well, I wouldn't say this is. My mom made crazy money dealing in the supernatural for years.

Hal: True.

Olivia: [she shrugs] Still, the FBI might be a better fit for me than what she does.

Hal: I can't imagine your Mom as an FBI agent.

Olivia: Nope. Me either.

Hal: Though I can imagine you. [sexy fbi agent Liv on the mind now]

Olivia: [oh, she knows that face] That so?

Hal: Um hmm.

Olivia: And what are you imagining exactly?

Hal: Handcuffs. [evil grin]

Olivia: [she laughs] You know I don't have to be working for the FBI for those.

Hal: I know, but it'd still be hot.

Olivia: Duly noted.

Hal: [and now he can dig into food, yes?]

Olivia: [yes, eat away!]