Everyone invited can hold their own against your mom powers. But, I'm not going to tell you things about them that's not for me to tell. So, do your worst.
( He smiles at Allison. Look how he handled that. And then he quickly spins his head back. )
But also, don't scare my friends away, okay? They're thick skinned but it's been a long few months.
( He has brought a bag of appetizers and he holds a bouquet of flowers he presents to Melissa. )
Here. My mom always taught me to never show up empty-handed, especially if you're too early.
( but they're not. Allison comes around, smiles and says her hello's. She moved away before Parrish and Malia were integrated into their friend groups. And only heard about some semi-inappropriate flirting? With their lives, it really wasn't everything or anything. She thinks he and Lydia are still friends. )
( There are friends and then there are 'friends,' but yeah, they'll always have a bond. (Different one, Malia. Much different.)
Malia probably has the idea of how to do that, but still Jordan moves around into the living room, taking a seat on the couch. Do as your boyfriend does. We lounge.
And Scott definitely follows (she doesn't want his help in the kitchen). Malia gets a hug from Allison before she decides on her seating choice. )
Tall. But, they both have mouths on them. I think it comes with the hunter territory.
( She settles on the arm nearest Lydia, be it chair or sofa. )
And he's driving, as far as I know. But, he's on his way. Aiden's coming? With Josh?
("Yeah, Davina's getting a ride, actually," Scott says, smiling. He would've paid for her flight. Or driven down to get her. But, it's kind of nice this all worked out. He doesn't know all of Davina's history, but knows it's unconventional and probably why she still doesn't drive. )
I think Aiden and Josh have news, but, I also think I'm only on that group chat because I did in the bayou.
[Her dad is better off not spoken about, let's be honest. But just as she moves on to elaborate, there's a knock at the door, and she tips forward to peer out the window.]
[He smiles at seeing her, because it's been a minute, before nodding as he steps inside.]
Thank you for having me.
[And for giving him an excuse to escape the bunker because it's been so much drama and so many people. It was nice to just be alone with his own thoughts on the road for a while. He then holds up the bottle in his hand.]
I brought wine? The guy at the store said it was good for Thanksgiving.
[He is not a wine guy, even if he does have more of an expanded pallet than his brother.]
Then we'll have to see if we need to pay the guy at the store a second visit if he steered you wrong.
( She takes the bottle for a kiss she's been wanting. She's missed him. And there needs to be a longer conversation about how this will work. And what is is. And everything else. But for now, she brings Sam into the kitchen. )
I think you know everyone, so far. Davina is also on her way, with her gay best friend and his husband? ( She turns to Scott or Lydia for confirmation. She's so knee deep in serious hunting and leading, sometimes it's the simplest of definitions that elude her. But, she always likes context and likes Sam to have it to. ) Sam brought wine, but it has to be evaluated. I'm not sure what 'good for Thanksgiving' means.
[Sam smiles and nods as he scans over the faces because most of them - Scott, Lydia, Malia - but his head tips at Malia's boyfriend because he's not familiar.
"Jordan. Or Parrish," Malia supplies as Lydia takes the wine from him to have a look. "Jordan, this is Sam."
Sam's brain looks like he's going through the rolodex of names before he blinks.]
The hellhound. Right. Sorry - Sam Winchester.
[He's not the kind of hellhound Sam's accustomed to dealing with, so he's been curious, but they haven't officially met yet.]
("Hey, Malia's." Not boyfriend. Hear him not call you his girlfriend? He can listen. He'll shake Sam's hand though, get up, be polite... "Right." He's not used to notoriety like Malia's not used to labels. But, he supposes with who he's in the room with.
Allison turns to Lydia. )
What's the verdict?
("And you're a hunter," Parrish says. Since they're pointing things out. "One of the good guys.")
["More for dessert than dinner, but it will do." She's sure Melissa has plenty of wine for actual dinner. Lydia at least would have warned her about the supernatural livers in attendance.
Sam pauses at that before shrugging, because the Winchesters haven't always been on the right side of things, but at the end of the day:]
( Dessert means sweet and Allison has always been more of a beer and liquor girl, anyway. The wine won't be the focal point for the evening and it's not even her evening. It's Melissa's. Kind of her dad's.
But, she and Lydia take the wine into the kitchen.
Scott watches Sam and a surprised Parrish exchange words, but there's another knock on the door, and so he gets up, because his guests are coming next.
Parrish steps aside so Sam can sit down if he wants. He finds Malia to park it beside her. )
Welcome to Beacon Hills. You're based in Kansas.
( That's what Malia said, if her intel is correct.
Scott opens the door expecting Davina, Josh, and Aiden. )
[Sam nods in agreement, sliding his hands into his pockets. "We work out of an old Men of Letters bunker there. It's provided us with a lot of supernatural information we didn't have before over the years."
He's still trying to catalogue everything in there, whenever he has downtime.
Scott is correct in his expectations. The three of them are standing together, and Davina flashes him a smile, as she tries not to fidget at the idea of meeting Scott's mom. The last time she met her boyfriend's mother it was ...
... well, it was Esther Mikaelson. She's sure Melissa is an upgrade but that doesn't mean Davina knows now to deal with it any.]
("Must be useful, having that research at your hands." He remembers trying to help Lydia learn what she is. How he only learned what he was after the fact. There wasn't a lot of lore out there about Hellhounds. He has opinions on that lore being accessed by hunters, but Sam's reputation proceeds him. At least.
Scott meets her smile with one of his own, holding the door open wider to let them all in.
"Happy Thanksgiving," he says. When Davina steps inside, he gives her a kiss, before giving Josh and Aiden hugs, each. He's feeling the love this Thanksgiving. )
Happy Thanksgiving. Thanks for the invitation. My parents don't know I'm alive and the wolves prefer I don't horn in on holidays.
( And usually, he's fine with that. They accept him in the bayou regularly. It's just the traditions that they're wary about. And they're still recovering from Allison's "death," and the hunter assault.
They never seem to get that it means I'm usually skipping holidays, but what can you do?
[Aiden's not bitter. Having a quiet Thanksgiving with just Josh and Davina, maybe Vincent, is probably a much better use of his time than wrassling with the wolves in the Bayou.]
Still, thank you for inviting us. I've heard interesting things about Beacon Hills.
[Sam hesitates, because he knows he's stepped in it a little, but he can offer: "Lydia mentioned something about not having a lot of information to work with. If you want me to see what I can find, I'd be happy to."
It might make a good way of smoothing things over. Malia will throw him a bone when she adds: "David called him a Cŵn Annwn and did not elaborate." She will say that David still owes Parrish a favor that they could use for more information but why spend that when Sam could get it for them for free.]
We do a lot of holidays with each other, or, when he's okay with it, with the vampires. Or, when they are, the witches. Or, sometimes just with each other. Oh, and Vincent. We went on one cruise once. Neither of us liked being stuck with no way off anywhere.
( You give and you take New Orleans sociopolitical climate with the factions.
"There are a lot of animal attacks here, it's true. And some unexplained phenomena," Scott says. It estranged him from his dad. Almost estranged Stiles from his. Lydia's mom probably couldn't care less.
Parrish watches Sam's hesitation, but wait for the answer.
"For nothing?" he asks Sam, knowing David owes them, too. He has the same line of thinking as his... as Malia. )
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( He smiles at Allison. Look how he handled that. And then he quickly spins his head back. )
But also, don't scare my friends away, okay? They're thick skinned but it's been a long few months.
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[But with that, the front door opens and Malia sticks her head in.
"Are we too early?"]
Not at all. C'mon in. Happy Thanksgiving.
["Right. Happy Thanksgiving."]
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( He has brought a bag of appetizers and he holds a bouquet of flowers he presents to Melissa. )
Here. My mom always taught me to never show up empty-handed, especially if you're too early.
( but they're not. Allison comes around, smiles and says her hello's. She moved away before Parrish and Malia were integrated into their friend groups. And only heard about some semi-inappropriate flirting? With their lives, it really wasn't everything or anything. She thinks he and Lydia are still friends. )
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Melissa takes the flowers with a smile.]
Oh, they're beautiful. Thank you, Jordan. And you're not too early. Make yourselves at home.
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Malia probably has the idea of how to do that, but still Jordan moves around into the living room, taking a seat on the couch. Do as your boyfriend does. We lounge.
And Scott definitely follows (she doesn't want his help in the kitchen). Malia gets a hug from Allison before she decides on her seating choice. )
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Aiden texted me when they landed so they shouldn't be too far out. Is there anyone else we're waiting for for dinner?
["Sam," Lydia replies and she frowns.]
Is that the tall one or the mouthy one?
[She hasn't spent that much time with the Winchesters.]
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( She settles on the arm nearest Lydia, be it chair or sofa. )
And he's driving, as far as I know. But, he's on his way. Aiden's coming? With Josh?
( "Yeah, Davina's getting a ride, actually," Scott says, smiling. He would've paid for her flight. Or driven down to get her. But, it's kind of nice this all worked out. He doesn't know all of Davina's history, but knows it's unconventional and probably why she still doesn't drive. )
I think Aiden and Josh have news, but, I also think I'm only on that group chat because I did in the bayou.
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[Moral support when you're meeting your boyfriend's mom or something.]
Not that she needs it. Melissa isn't that scary.
["I think I'm just scary enough," she calls from the kitchen, keeping an ear on the conversation.]
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( She calls back, laughing.
Scott frowns, though.
"You think she's bringing them as backup?" Is he not being supportive enough? Should he have offered? )
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[Malia is blunt as ever, and that will never change. But Lydia will take a breath to reassure Scott:
"Not because you've done anything wrong."
Malia blinks. Oh right.]
This is like you guys introducing your families to each other. Josh and Aiden are Davina's family. Her parents are dead.
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Then we'll show her family a good time.
( They don't host often, but they can! )
We're all family. Lydia, are your parents coming?
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[Her dad is better off not spoken about, let's be honest. But just as she moves on to elaborate, there's a knock at the door, and she tips forward to peer out the window.]
Looks like it's Sam.
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Well, hello. Welcome to - not my house, but my dad's in the kitchen, so it kind of counts?
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Thank you for having me.
[And for giving him an excuse to escape the bunker because it's been so much drama and so many people. It was nice to just be alone with his own thoughts on the road for a while. He then holds up the bottle in his hand.]
I brought wine? The guy at the store said it was good for Thanksgiving.
[He is not a wine guy, even if he does have more of an expanded pallet than his brother.]
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( She takes the bottle for a kiss she's been wanting. She's missed him. And there needs to be a longer conversation about how this will work. And what is is. And everything else. But for now, she brings Sam into the kitchen. )
I think you know everyone, so far. Davina is also on her way, with her gay best friend and his husband? ( She turns to Scott or Lydia for confirmation. She's so knee deep in serious hunting and leading, sometimes it's the simplest of definitions that elude her. But, she always likes context and likes Sam to have it to. ) Sam brought wine, but it has to be evaluated. I'm not sure what 'good for Thanksgiving' means.
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"Jordan. Or Parrish," Malia supplies as Lydia takes the wine from him to have a look. "Jordan, this is Sam."
Sam's brain looks like he's going through the rolodex of names before he blinks.]
The hellhound. Right. Sorry - Sam Winchester.
[He's not the kind of hellhound Sam's accustomed to dealing with, so he's been curious, but they haven't officially met yet.]
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Allison turns to Lydia. )
What's the verdict?
( "And you're a hunter," Parrish says. Since they're pointing things out. "One of the good guys." )
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Sam pauses at that before shrugging, because the Winchesters haven't always been on the right side of things, but at the end of the day:]
We try to be. It isn't always easy.
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But, she and Lydia take the wine into the kitchen.
Scott watches Sam and a surprised Parrish exchange words, but there's another knock on the door, and so he gets up, because his guests are coming next.
Parrish steps aside so Sam can sit down if he wants. He finds Malia to park it beside her. )
Welcome to Beacon Hills. You're based in Kansas.
( That's what Malia said, if her intel is correct.
Scott opens the door expecting Davina, Josh, and Aiden. )
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He's still trying to catalogue everything in there, whenever he has downtime.
Scott is correct in his expectations. The three of them are standing together, and Davina flashes him a smile, as she tries not to fidget at the idea of meeting Scott's mom. The last time she met her boyfriend's mother it was ...
... well, it was Esther Mikaelson. She's sure Melissa is an upgrade but that doesn't mean Davina knows now to deal with it any.]
Hey. Happy Thanksgiving.
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Scott meets her smile with one of his own, holding the door open wider to let them all in.
"Happy Thanksgiving," he says. When Davina steps inside, he gives her a kiss, before giving Josh and Aiden hugs, each. He's feeling the love this Thanksgiving. )
Happy Thanksgiving. Thanks for the invitation. My parents don't know I'm alive and the wolves prefer I don't horn in on holidays.
( And usually, he's fine with that. They accept him in the bayou regularly. It's just the traditions that they're wary about. And they're still recovering from Allison's "death," and the hunter assault.
And the other deaths. It's a grieving process. )
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[Aiden's not bitter. Having a quiet Thanksgiving with just Josh and Davina, maybe Vincent, is probably a much better use of his time than wrassling with the wolves in the Bayou.]
Still, thank you for inviting us. I've heard interesting things about Beacon Hills.
[Sam hesitates, because he knows he's stepped in it a little, but he can offer: "Lydia mentioned something about not having a lot of information to work with. If you want me to see what I can find, I'd be happy to."
It might make a good way of smoothing things over. Malia will throw him a bone when she adds: "David called him a Cŵn Annwn and did not elaborate." She will say that David still owes Parrish a favor that they could use for more information but why spend that when Sam could get it for them for free.]
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( You give and you take New Orleans sociopolitical climate with the factions.
"There are a lot of animal attacks here, it's true. And some unexplained phenomena," Scott says. It estranged him from his dad. Almost estranged Stiles from his. Lydia's mom probably couldn't care less.
Parrish watches Sam's hesitation, but wait for the answer.
"For nothing?" he asks Sam, knowing David owes them, too. He has the same line of thinking as his... as Malia. )
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Of course. We're on the same side, right?
[He makes a mental note of Cŵn Annwn, files that away for when he gets back.
Davina nods as she makes her way in. "I think the one constant in any supernatural town is animal attacks."]
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"There's also this mystical convergence here. The Nematon. And, like, ley-lines. It's kind of a supernatural magnet." The entire town, Scott explains.
As for Sam, a promise made, his phone vibrates in his pocket, EZRA reading on the screen. )
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