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Post by jo on May 23, 2012 16:28:12 GMT -6
----------------------- [/size]  -----------------------[/size] Jo had just left Alessa's place and headed down the street. She didn't know Richmond very well at all. She didn't have a way to get ahold of Dean or anyone to come pick her up so she just ended up wondering around Richmond. She didn't even have a clue where she was going or what she was going to do when she got there. She thought about finding a phone and calling someone but there wasn't one in sight. She really didn't know what to do. Her mind started to wander. She felt lost and confused. Maybe she wasn't ready to be out in the real world. She thought about it. She didn't even have Sam's phone number and she didn't want to call Dean. She just knew he was going to lecture her and he would be so upset at her. She really didn't want to get in a fight with him when he'd been so sweet to her the last few days. She kept walking and came across a motel. She thought there might be a phone inside so she decided to stop there and maybe give Alessa or Dean a call. She really didn't want Dean to be mad at her. She just really needed a place to rest. She didn't have anywhere to go and that scared her. She wasn't used to this. She was used to having somewhere and someone to count on. She decided she might have to swallow her pride and call Dean. She really didn't want a lecture when she felt so bad already. She had been careful and she'd even had backup so maybe he wouldn't be so harsh but she couldn't imagine he wouldn't be mad at all. She knew him too well. He was going to be furious.
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Post by samwinchester on May 28, 2012 0:45:06 GMT -6
 The motel room was starting to get stuffy. Sam had been staring at a computer screen all night, looking into some information that he had received about some odd happenings in New England. New Englanders had a habit of jumping at shadows and calling them ghosts. He would rather get a thousand of false responses any day. It meant that people were making reports, even if in the end it ends up being the leaky faucet in the bathroom. Thank God for Google Maps. It meant that he could get a layout of someone's house before they took the 12 hour drive to Massachusetts to only find out someone was freaked out by the tree branches outside their window.
Weeding out the genuine cases, though, could take a long time, and there was little that anyone could really do to help him out. Dean would be working on his own cases with his own contacts, Sam was the one with the laptop. If Dean was willing to crawl through local papers for the smallest bit of paranormal evidence, Sam could crawl through his message boards and emails for a some, too. At the moment, Sam was at T-Plus three hours, and he needed a break.
Closing the door behind him, he stepped out into the parking lot of the motel, taking in the cooler air that the outside wind offered. He rubbed his eyes, clearing the blur settling into him from staring at a screen too long. It was a blessed relief, one that was needed and deserved. When his eyes pulled away from his face, he was surprised to see movement from across the parking lot. A female figure, one that he was sure he recognized but could not place immediately, was moving across the lot.
He squinted, bringing her into focus, and knew exactly who she was. “Jo?” he called, raising a hand and flagging her down.  Tag: Dean, Jo, Open Count: 319 Notes: House fire delayed this one, guys. Sorry! Credit: Jax [/size] |
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on May 29, 2012 3:21:30 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Same kind of job but new day or night in there case, Dean was on his way back to the motel room. He was trying to dig up whatever he could on the case they were working on, something they our always doing. But that is life for them after all, and with him having his brother back he isn’t complaining. Life is better now then it has been, now if he could only work it out with Lisa he would be fully on top of the world. That is if that ever happens, girls don’t usually come looking for Dean again. But he can dream after all.
Dean’s cell phone then begin to go off, when he looked it was Jo. He was really happy to see that it was her, he really was wanting to know how she had been doing. He wanted to know if she was adjusting well to being back, he picked up the phone answering it. “Hey Jo what is up.” She had told him that she wanted to meet up. Dean could tell that she was kind scared, just by the sound of her voice. Dean told her to meet them back at Sam and his motel room, he knew Jo would feel better with friends. All though they were more like family.
Dean had made to the hotel to were they were staying and there stood Jo and Sam, it seemed like they were getting better reacquainted with one and another. He parked the Impala and made his way over to Sam and Jo. “Hey guys what is up? So what we talking about here?” He was so happy they were all hanging again just like old times, it was something Dean never though they all get to do again.
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Tagged- Sam and Jo
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Post by jo on May 29, 2012 14:48:07 GMT -6
----------------------- [/size] -----------------------[/size] Jo looked over and saw a a pay phone and decided to call Dean. She didn't know if this was the right place. She couldn't remember which hotel he'd told her they were staying in. She didn't have any quarters but she knew how to cheat and use the phone for free. She banged it with her hand just right and the slot came open, she took a quarter from it and made her call. She waited as it rang a few times. She didn't know what to tell him. She slowly massaged her right shoulder, which was bruised really bad and hurt just as bad. She hadn't realized she was in so much pain. She hadn't looked, but there were marks around her neck where the demon had tried to strangle her. As the phone rang, she thought she heard someone call her name. She didn't see Sam because her back was still turned towards the pay phone and away from him. Finally, Dean picked up the phone. "Where are you?" she asked, "I think I found the hotel, is Sam here?" She waited for him to answer. She was still rubbing her shoulder. The pain was almost unbearable. She turned around and saw Sam across the parking lot. She smiled and waved back at him. "Nevermind, he's right there," she told Dean, "I'll be fine." She didn't mention that she was hurt or that she'd been hunting. Why make him worry? She didn't want him to be mad at her. No, that was the last thing she wanted.
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Word count:260
Notes: On my way to work in a bit, just wanted to post before i leave. hope it doesnt suck.
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Post by samwinchester on Jun 5, 2012 1:24:57 GMT -6
His suspicions were confirmed when Jo she started to walk toward him. Though she didn't say anything to him, Dean took that opportunity to show up in the Impala, and he certainly seemed to think it was Jo, too, and that was good enough for him.
Seeing Jo again was unexpected. Dean had told him that she was alive, and that there had been a very warm reunion. He admitted it was fantastic to see her again, even if there was still a lot of mystery surrounding her being here. Dean mentioned that Cas had said she was here for a reason, and that he could not tell them why. He was doing that deliberately vague thing that he did often enough. He knew that he was trying to keep them out of trouble, but secrets had a tendency to sneak up on them and make them pay for it later...
“Not talking about much of anything at the moment, Dean. I didn't know that we were expecting company.” It was a little strange that they were just standing out in the parking lot having this reunion. Sam didn't want to go back into the motel room. There was something in there that he wanted nothing to do with, though for the life of him he had no idea what it was.
The moment lingering between them, Sam couldn't play it cool anymore. “All right, I can't hold it in anymore. Bring it in.” Sam stepped forward to offer Jo a welcoming hug and a smile.
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Jun 6, 2012 2:51:35 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - -Dean was so happy that they were all together again just like old times, Jo was a great person to have around and he had missed it so. He still think about that time they all worked together with that apartment job taken on the ghost of a killer, even though Ellen didn’t want her there and Jo did almost get herself killed. But ether way they did make a good team on that job Dean couldn’t lie there, even though he wishes Jo would be more careful about the jobs she takes. Its not that Dean didn’t think she couldn’t handle herself its just that Sam and him had been at this longer, and he really feared that something could happing to her.
Which it did because of how heroic Jo was, she tried to keep Dean safe from a hellhound and ended up getting herself killed in the process. And still to this day Dean still has not forgiven himself on what happened to Jo and Ellen, more then anything he wishes he could go back and keep Jo from getting hurt. But Jo was back now after all and things felt more whole again, even though it would be nice if Ellen was here to share this as well.
He then turned to his brother with a smile and said “Yeah man can you believe it Jo is back! isn’t it great!” Dean could tell how happy his brother was when he asked Jo to pull in for a hug, it made him smile to see how happy they both were. He wasn’t much of a hugger but with all this he figured why not. “Oh what the hell.” He said pulling into them for a group hug. When the finally let up he had in idea. “Hey what you guys say we go in the room for some beers, I just got some. And while I was out I picked up some burgers as well.”
Word Count- 330
Tagged- Sam and Jo
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Post by jo on Jun 8, 2012 14:07:19 GMT -6
----------------------- [/size] -----------------------[/size] Jo was surprised when Dean showed up. He must have been speeding again. That was going to get him in trouble one of these days. She was surprised he didn't see the blood on her shirt but it was dark after all. He might've been concerned then. He also couldn't see the bruise on her shoulder or the marks around her neck, which she was thankful for. Not that she was trying to hide anything from him. She shouldn't have went off by herself, even for a little while. At least she wasn't alone though. She was also thankful for that. She was kicking herself for not calling Dean earlier, when she'd really needed his help, but she knew it was too late now. She was really scared, though she didn't show it. She was also in a lot of pain but she wasn't going to make it all about her. She didn't like people making a fuss over her. She felt trapped again and she found it hard to breathe. This was just too overwhelming. She stood there just looking at them. She was glad to be here with them. It was just like old times. There was a piece missing though it seemed. She smiled when they pulled her in for a hug. She put her arms around them, though it hurt her shoulder when she moved her arm. She was going to pretend she was fine though, because that's what she did. She really didn't want them to worry about her or treat her like she was someone to be pitied.
Tag:Sam,Dean
Word count:264
Notes:Sorry it's so short
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Post by samwinchester on Jun 10, 2012 7:37:26 GMT -6
Outside of the hug that he gave her, Jo really didn't seem to acknowledge Sam's presence at all. Ever since he had called out her name, she hadn't said two words to Sam. She did seem to be focused on Dean, though, and while she didn't say anything out loud, her thoughts seemed to be focused on him. He couldn't tell what it was, but it was almost as if she wasn't going to recognize that he was actually here.
At first, the thought that she might be choosing to ignore him based on something he said or did, but that was ridiculous. Maybe it was like what happened with him, and Jo was brought back without a soul, or wrong in some way. But wouldn't that insinuate that Jo went to Hell? Or did Heaven work the same way?
Or maybe it wasn't really Jo. Skinwalkers, for example, would have no problem taking on the face of someone and try to play nice-nice to get something that it wanted. He saw Dean on a skinwalker before, maybe there was one that had taken Jo's face, and now they were all in trouble.
It was this caution that made Sam give her a look over, really give her a look over. Blood on the shirt, marks on her neck, and a stiff shoulder suggested that she had been in trouble recently. Some thick drama, that she chose not to mention. If you are, indeed, Joanna Harvelle!
"Hey... what happened here?" He pointed to the blood as they separated from the hug. He wished that he wasn't so paranoid. He wished he wasn't so hyper vigilante these days.
He just didn't want to go back...
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Jun 11, 2012 1:21:40 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - -Dean was just so happy to have the gang back, to the point the didn’t even realize something was wrong with Jo. But when Sam had hug he and was acting funny he knew then something was wrong, he should have known something was up when Jo wasn’t saying anything, but again she just came back from heaven so he figured she still wasn’t all with it yet. Again Dean understands he didn’t have a whole lot to say after it all ether, but then again he just didn’t want to talk about hell. So he was a bit different.
But it seemed as though Dean was wrong about Jo something was very wrong with her, he should have known when she asked to see him tonight. But he just though it was because she missed Sam and him, but he though wrong. Then when Sam pulled away from hugging her he was acting strange, it made Dean wonder what was wrong. “what is it Sammy.” right after Dean asked that Sam had asked Jo what had happened.
Dean Then looked and all he could see was blood on her shirt. He walked up closer to Jo in shock to what was wrong with her. “Jo what is all this on your shirt? What happened to you? And what are all these marks all over your neck? Why didn’t you tell us that you were hurt! Jo what is going on here tell us” He couldn’t help it Dean was freaking out pissed off all to hell Why because someone who was like a sister to him was hurt, And he was going to kill the son of bitch that did this to her.
He then calmed down a bit more trying not to yell so much, he looked Jo in the eyes with both of his hands on her shoulders. “I’m sorry to yell but I’m worried, Please tell us what happened to you. We want to help.”
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Tagged- Sam and Jo
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Post by jo on Jun 11, 2012 13:22:24 GMT -6
----------------------- [/size] -----------------------[/size] Everything was going fine until Sam let her go and took a better look at her. She could tell he was freaking out, he thought she wasn't who she really was. She thought it was going so well. He just had to ruin the mood. She was speechless for a minute, she couldn't believe this was happening. They had no reason not to trust her after all. She really just didn't want them to worry. It was too late for that now because it was apparent that Dean was in protective big brother mode for the night. She really didn't want them treating her like a child. She silently cursed herself for not maintaining a better profile. She should have known that Sam would figure it out. He had always been the smart one after all. She loved them both too much to keep lying to them so she decided to tell them the truth. "I didn't tell you because I knew you would freak out if I did," she said frowning, "Which I was right about." She really hadn't wanted him to know because there was nothing he could do, the demons were dead and she was okay. That was an understatement though, because she wasn't really okay. She believed she had a cracked rib, bruised shoulder, and bruises around her neck from almost being strangled. She was thankful that Alessa was there to help though. He looked really worried and she felt awful now, especially with him yelling at her. "I ran into some demons at a bar while I was out, there was another hunter there and I helped her," she told him, "They're dead now though and I wasn't followed, promise." She hoped he wasn't too mad at her. She knew she'd made a mistake by not telling him right away.
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Post by samwinchester on Jun 14, 2012 17:18:30 GMT -6
For the life of him, Sam was having a hard time thinking of why Jo would go walking around in the middle of the night without changing her shirt, unless she was coming straight from the fight to here. She must be in a tough way...
"Dean's right. But you got 'em, right? At the very least, Jo, we can take a look at your wounds, get you cleaned up, and a few bandages... Are you staying somewhere?" Sam was just as concerned about Jo as Dean was, but he wanted to keep the conversation calm and constructive. Yelling at each other was only going to escalate, and they were standing in the middle of the motel parking lot. One, that might get the cops called on them, and then there would be ever more trouble on their hands, but two, it left them out in open, and Sam wanted to get inside. Funny how ten minutes ago, I just wanted to get outside. My moods have been so fickle...
At the mention of another hunter being in town, Sam couldn't help but chuckle a little "We've got hunters coming out of our ears!" With Jo being back, meeting up with Alessandra in the woods, and reuniting with Sarah in the cemetery, that meant three hunters in about a week that had made an entrance (or re-entrance) into the lives of the Winchesters. Sam was also helping that he could alleviate a touch of the tension that was forming in the group. This had gone very quickly from happy reunion to tense encounter, and Sam didn't want that. He didn't want Jo thinking that she could not come to them with issues, and that was only going to happen is Dean didn't react like she was a five year old running with scissors in the house.
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Jun 15, 2012 3:11:19 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - -Dean was really worried For Jo and didn't wanted to freak out, but if he didn’t remain calm he knew she would never tell them what happened. But this was what he feared with her being a hunter, hell its what her mom feared. Jo doing a job and getting hurt, and in her case getting killed again. He couldn’t let that happen again. Dean just got her back he will be damned if he is going to lose her all over, He wont be able to take it a second time. He would rather die then have to watch her pull away from this world again. Jo is to sweet to have to go threw all that again. For all Dean knows Ellen might kick his ass from the grave for letting it happen again.
Dean then put his arm over Jo shoulder trying to walk her to the room, he wanted to get her help as soon as he could. He wasn’t going to have her bleeding to death again, he just wont. “Yes Let get you into the room so we can dress those wounds and get you all cleaned up. Don’t worry Jo w are will not let anything happened to you, so if you were followed we will take care of them. I don’t care were you are staying because tonight you are staying safely with us. You can have the couch I will take the bed”
Dean wanted to get them into the hotel as fast as he could, because if Jo was followed they didn’t need to be outside it wasn’t safe for anyone. Plus if more Demons were coming for her she didn’t need to be bleeding all over the ground. They are good at smelling that sort of think. Dean looked at Sam with a serious look on his face and said “I’m going to get Jo inside and set her down, Sammy can you make sure the med kit is all ready to go so we can help her get all sewn up. And we our going to need any kind of bottle of alcohol that we got to clean the wounds.”
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Tagged- Sam and Jo
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Post by jo on Jun 15, 2012 13:04:54 GMT -6
----------------------- [/size] -----------------------[/size] Jo hoped that they both would keep their cool and that she wasn't in too much trouble. She didn't know if she could handle Dean being mad at her after he'd been so nice to her since she got back. She was in pain but she could deal with it. She'd just smile and pretend she was okay, like she always did. Though Dean could tell when she was faking. She didn't mind them making a fuss but she didn't want to be treated like she was a child. She shook her head when Sam asked if she was staying somewhere. She knew Dean would want to keep a close eye on her and he would offer her a place to stay. He wasn't going to let anything bad happen to her, as he'd said, and she was fine with it. Sam was calm and constructive, which she was thankful for. Her nerves were already rattled enough. She felt caged, even out here in the open. She knew the hotel room was probably stuffy but she felt very unsafe out here. She knew it would be a good idea to go inside, besides she was quite cold too. She was thankful that Dean kept his cool and didn't yell at her, she knew she couldn't handle it if he had. She laughed at Sam. She knew she needed help and she was glad they were there to help her out. She didn't want to end up dead again. She knew it would have been worse if she would have gone to hell. She must have done something right. Her mother thought for sure they were going to hell or maybe she was just paranoid. She managed a smile and let Dean help her into the hotel room. "I'm sorry," she said finally, "I didn't want you to worry, I am a big girl you know?" She was so tired and in a lot of pain. She hadn't even realized it. She was just glad she hadn't passed out on the side of the road. Then he would probably be really worried and mad at her. She smiled at Dean. "I hope you're not mad," she told him, really hoping he wasn't.
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Post by samwinchester on Jun 18, 2012 18:39:22 GMT -6
"It's not that we don't think you're a big girl, Jo," Sam said. He knew that Jo looked up to Dean like he was a big brother, but, damn it, Sam cared about Jo, too! "But I know I try to make sure I have back up whenever I go somewhere. I know you mentioned this other hunter, which means you already did good. We worry about you. Same as how you worry about us."
He nodded in Dean's direction, letting him take the rest of this. Jo always listened to Dean more, even if she was resistant to it at first. That was just Dean's effect on people. Always good at taking on the role of the big brother.
Sam went into “nurse mode” when Dean told him what he was going to need. He motioned for Dean to get Jo inside, while Sam circled around to the Impala to grab a few things. They had the medical kit in the back, complete with everything they needed. The rubbing alcohol was something that they really needed to consider buying in bulk. They didn't always need suture kits, but as a rule they at least doused their wounds in antiseptic. Ya know. Just in case.
He didn't take his time, but he also knew there was no rush while Dean went in with Jo to get her situated. Making sure he had everything that they were going to need, he made his way back to the motel room.
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Jun 18, 2012 23:14:40 GMT -6
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Dean helped Jo quickly into the motel room and sat her down on the couch, she looked as though she was in so much pain. poor Jo he could tell she was trying to hide the pain. Dean use to do the same when he didn’t want his dad to know he was hurt, he would act like nothing was wrong. He knew his dad couldn’t stop and worry about him, he had to worry about little Sammy. So that is why he is so numb to it all he had to hide his pain for so long.
Dean knew that’s what poor Jo had to be doing the same, he could just tell just by the look on her face. He didn’t know why Jo felt she needed to hide it, he wasn’t going to be mad. He must have been harder on her at times then he realized. “Jo Don’t be sorry it ok, and I know you can handle it, but sometimes it good to have someone help you ya know. So lets us we want to, and no we are not mad at you.” Dean didn’t know why she though he would be, it upset him for her to think that he would.
Dean then grabbed a towel and begin to make his way over to Jo, he sat right next to her on the couch he started to clean her wounds. “Don’t worry Sam should be back any minute with the med kit, we will have you good as new in no time.” he wondered were the hell Sam was anyway?
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Tagged- Sam and Jo
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