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Post by Dean Winchester on Jun 28, 2011 15:43:48 GMT -5
I set a course for winds of fortune But I hear the voices say [/size][/font] Carry on my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more. [/size][/font] ---------------------------- It had been a week, a week since Dean Winchester had done something that was completely unexpected and down right stupid. Dean Winchester had challenged God. Bobby and Castiel had called it down right stupid but he didn’t care, Dean thought that he had a point in that they had fought a war that had cost him both of his brothers only for god to turn up at the end of it. The war that because the angels and demons wanted an apocalypse had started with Sam being given demon blood and his mother being slaughtered in their home, the war that had killed his grandfather so that Azazel could make a deal with his mother, the war that had sent him to hell, had seen Sam die twice, that had seen Adam die, that had seen their dad die. That had cost Ellen, Jo and many other hunters their lives. And then God had been waiting in the wings and had seemingly waved a little bit of magic at the end of the war to bring Castiel back and make sure that everyone was ok.
Well Dean wasn’t ok he was anything but, he had been annoyed by the god that he had so deservingly believed in and trusted only to get jack squat back from him. Not that Dean had wanted anything but at the same time it would have been nice to have that chance. Sam hadn’t been as outspoken as Bobby and Castiel about Dean’s actions which meant that he had either agreed with Dean or he wasn’t going to get in between Dean and what he wanted, Dean wasn’t sure but he was glad that Sam didn’t seem to want to fight him over it.
Dean had just recently been on a hunt where he had just killed a nest of vampires alone. It hadn’t been easy but he had just wanted to go and hunt, regardless of the outcome, that had been something he had felt he had to do. The fact that Sam was back didn’t make home with Lisa easy any more, it was like she was expecting him just to take off one day even though he was trying to stay it felt like she was trying to push him out. He got the feeling if it kept up then he would leave.
Walking into a bar he sat at the stool and ordered a beer before texting Sam.
‘If you’re anywhere near Illinois I just finished a hunt and I am in a bar, wanna join?’ ---------------------------- Lyrics: Kansas – Carry on my wayward son Credit: Sammy Tag: None
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Post by Jo Harvelle on Jun 29, 2011 1:38:17 GMT -5
It had been just under a week before she was brought back. God had brought her back as proof to whatever idiot challenged him and now Jo Harvelle was back in the running. Definitely not the first hunter to be brought back but probably the first to be brought back because someone challenged god. Oh well. Walking into the local bar after her last hunt, Jo sat down at the counter, only a few seats from someone familiar. She didnt notice yet, but Dean Winchester was just down her row. Smiling at the bartender she said, "Can I get a shot of whiskey and a bottle of Kokanee?" Beer and whiskey. Her usual poison. Too bad she didnt feel like getting drunk, she could definitely use it.
Leaning over the counter, she fiddled with the radio until she found a station that was playing Reo Speedwagon. Her favorite band. At least some things never changed. When the bartender brought her her drink, she knocked her shot of whiskey back and took a swig of beer before setting the bottle down. Too bad the Roadhouse wasnt still standing. She'd rather be there than anywhere right now. Somewhere familiar. With familiar faces... But Ash and her mom were gone and so was the Roadhouse. Now, there was no where she belonged but the road, sitting in musty old motel rooms, doing hunts. Never staying in one place. Pretty much like the Winchesters. Well, if she ever saw them at any point, they'd be in for a surprise. They'd probably think she was a demon or something. Thank god she wasnt.
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Post by Dean Winchester on Jun 29, 2011 6:42:15 GMT -5
I set a course for winds of fortune But I hear the voices say [/size][/font] Carry on my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more. [/size][/font] ---------------------------- Dean had been deep in thought when Jo had came in, he couldn’t decide whether he should go to the motel or if he should have started making a move back towards Bobby’s to see Ben and Lisa, however he knew that it wouldn’t go well if he did, he and Lisa had been arguing a lot recently with the fact that Dean had been hunting alone, Lisa had said that she didn’t mind Dean hunting but she wanted Sam to go with him, not that he had a problem with that but it was almost like she didn’t trust him on the road alone which was something that annoyed Dean as it wasn’t like he had just been jumping into bed with random women.
When REO came on the radio Dean looked up, that had been something that he had stayed away from since Jo had died, he had not wanted to listen to it because of the fact that he didn’t like the band but at the same time there was the fact that it had been something that he had tolerated for Jo. When the song continued Dean sighed.
“Can you play something where the singer doesn’t suck?” he asked. ---------------------------- Lyrics: Kansas – Carry on my wayward son Credit: Sammy Tag: None
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Post by Jo Harvelle on Jun 29, 2011 11:26:49 GMT -5
"Sweetheart, Reo is better than whatever shit you wanna listen to." She called then blinked when she realized who it was, "Ah, shit." she muttered, "Dean Winchester." Wonderful. Of all the days to get stuck re-introducing herself to a Winchester it had to be the day she planned to get drunk, "I have the worst luck..." she muttered.
Carrying her beer over to where Dean was, she sat down in the seat beside his, "Before you start with the "you're a demon" thing," she said, turning her hand over to reveil the pentacle tattooed to her wrist, "I'm not a demon. I believe human is the right term. Or homo sapien. Which ever you wanna call it." she said.
Waiting for the explosion. He'd either try to convince himself that she was a demon and he'd try to kill her or he'd just sit there and stew for a bit, trying to figure out what the hell was going on. I bet he's the big mouthed idiot who challenged God. Wouldnt put it past him... she thought, shaking her head a little. It would be just like Dean to do that.
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Post by Dean Winchester on Jun 29, 2011 14:13:50 GMT -5
I set a course for winds of fortune But I hear the voices say [/size][/font] Carry on my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more. [/size][/font] ---------------------------- Dean froze when he heard the voice that spoke back to him, it sounded like Jo which was physically impossible because of the fact that she was dead, yet when she came over and sat by him there was no denying that she was alive and well. He now did wonder if this was something that was the work of the demons or if it had been because of the fact that he had challenged God, he wasn’t sure which of the two that it was but he was damn sure glad that it had happened. When she sat near him he was surprised to find that she had been so willing to open up to him and see that she was marked with a Pentecostal to prove that she wasn’t possessed and that she was on their side rather than her being against them.
“It’s nice to see you back Jo,” he said taking a sip of his beer, he wouldn’t tell her that she was probably back because of him because he didn’t want anything from her because of him helping her but he did like the fact that she was back and that she was safe, that was the thing that mattered the most to him. He knew that she was the only person other than Sam and Bobby that would get his life, the parent that you depended on but at the same time the parent that you worshipped, just for him it was only one parent with her she had the father for a hunter worship and a mother to raise her, Dean never had that. He only had his dad not that John was a bad parent but he didn’t get the balance that Jo did.
“Right now I don’t give a damn as to what or why your back,” he said “all that matters is that your back,” ---------------------------- Lyrics: Kansas – Carry on my wayward son Credit: Sammy Tag: None
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Post by Jo Harvelle on Jun 29, 2011 14:25:10 GMT -5
Jo smiled, holding her beer infront of her as she leaned forward on the counter, "Well at least you arent trying to kill me." she said, "Any other hunter would." She stretched, "So, I was told when I was brought back that some big mouthed hunter challenged the power of God before I was resurrected." she yawned, "I'm glad I was resurrected but did you have to challenge him?"
It was good to see Dean again. And the surprised look on his face was amusing, "Oh, and Dean? You're lucky I dont smack you for slamming REO like that." she smirked at him. Same old Dean. He hated Reo Speedwagon with a passion. She knew the only reason he had tolerated it before was because of her love of it. Typical Dean. Taking a sip of her beer, she watched him curiously. He hadnt changed. Same cocky, hero-complex Dean who she'd fallen for before she died. She smiled to herself, putting her beer down.
"So what're you doing moping around this place?" she asked, "From what I've seen you dont mope much. Something wrong?"
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Post by Dean Winchester on Jun 29, 2011 15:01:11 GMT -5
I set a course for winds of fortune But I hear the voices say [/size][/font] Carry on my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more. [/size][/font] ---------------------------- Dean knew that it would have been because of him that they had gotten Jo back, the fact that he had begged and pleaded with Castiel only for the angel to tell him that he couldn’t and that it was out of his hands. Dean had gone to church which was something that he had thought that he would never ever do of his own volition but he had wanted to try anything that he could to bring Jo back. He had openly challenged God and the fact that he had done nothing for them, the man that had done no matter what he had asked, the man that had given his soul for his brother and had not been selfish in any point in his life apart from trying to keep his family together yet he didn’t even get a thank you for that, it was something that Dean was extremely angry and hurt about, that had been why he had challenged God. “I just felt that someone had to question why he hadn’t took his weight in the war.” He lied “rather than having the blind faith that it all happened for a reason.”
When Jo spoke about REO Dean just rolled his eyes, he knew that she liked the band and he wasn’t going to argue with her about it but they had not been a band that he had liked and probably would never like but if she liked them and kept them out of his impala then he had no problem with that in the slightest. “He still sings it from the air,” he muttered.
When Jo spoke of the fact that he was moping he knew that she hadn’t seen him on the hunt that he just been on. “I was on a hunt.” He said “I just finished.” ---------------------------- Lyrics: Kansas – Carry on my wayward son Credit: Sammy Tag: None
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Post by Jo Harvelle on Jun 29, 2011 15:17:12 GMT -5
She smiled and shrugged, "I figured if anyone was going to challenge God it would be you. They didnt even need to give me a name. I dont encounter many big mouthed, giant ego'd hunters." she teased him, nudging his shoulder with hers. She finished off her beer and ordered another, "So where's the younger Winchester? You guys were always together before."
Her smile widened at his opinion of Reo's singer, "I'd like to see what would happen if someone played something other than AC/DC and Metalica in your car. You'd probably have a heart attack." she said, shaking her head. Leaning back in her chair, she grinned. At best, Dean would give her a very amusing lecture about how her music was shit compared to his music.
"Oh so this is slight boredom I'm seeing. Didnt get a challenging enough creature to hunt?" she asked, looking at him, "What was it? Vamp? Werewolf? Demon?"
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Post by Dean Winchester on Jun 29, 2011 17:23:07 GMT -5
I set a course for winds of fortune But I hear the voices say [/size][/font] Carry on my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more. [/size][/font] ---------------------------- Dean sighed when Jo asked about Sam, the truth was that since the fact that Sam had been back and no one had told him had set Dean off, he had been unable to trust Sam or Bobby as much as he used to do so, he wasn’t even sure if he should have trusted Castiel as much either but he knew that he would have to trust them to some degree because of the fact that they where his family and that was the most important thing to him but at the same time it was the fact that they had hidden something from him and he didn’t know how to respond to the fact that he couldn’t trust them as much as he use to do. “He’s with Bobby,” he said “I wanted time on the road alone.”
When she mentioned the music he smirked, they had a situation when he had taken the impala back from Sam in which Sam had been playing more country music in an Ipod jack. The ipod and the jack had been thrown out of the impala as soon as Dean had taken the car back and more to the point he had not spoken to Sam for a good hour or so in the car when they had been driving after that. “Sam did try and douche my baby up,” he said “but I may have thrown the ipod jack and ipod out of the window on my first drive when I was back, he’s lucky I didn’t throw his lanky ass out of the window.”
When Jo asked about the hunt Dean sighed he didn’t know how to talk about the hunt because of the fact that he hardly understood it himself it was hard to tell it to someone else. “just a general nest of vamps.” ---------------------------- Lyrics: Kansas – Carry on my wayward son Credit: Sammy Tag: None
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Post by Jo Harvelle on Jun 29, 2011 22:22:06 GMT -5
She nodded. She could understand that, "I hate hunting alone. Gets too lonely in my little shit mobile." she said, smiling, "And if you ever see it, you're not allowed to make fun of my car." she smirked, "Its a piece of shit but it gets me where I need to go."
She smirked, "Are you ever going to upgrade your stereo past casset tapes? I have respect for the car but its sad that the stereo is so outdated." she teased. "Cant you at least upgrade to CDs?" She loved bugging him about his car stereo. It wasnt like it was a bad stereo. She just liked to tease him about how old fashioned he liked his car instead of "douche"ing it up like anyone else would. What a guy.
She smiled, "Well you've had more action than I have lately. My extent of hunting has been one werewolf and a giant ass dog that someone thought was posessed. So help me god if anyone ever calls me in to take a look at a dog again.." she muttered.
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Post by Dean Winchester on Jun 30, 2011 6:05:25 GMT -5
I set a course for winds of fortune But I hear the voices say [/size][/font] Carry on my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more. [/size][/font] ---------------------------- When Jo spoke of hunting alone he supposed that some people liked hunting alone and others did not, it didn’t bother him depending on the hunt and he generally liked working alone because then he only had to depend on himself but if he was outnumbered then it was a bad idea for him to be on his own, at the same time though Dean was someone that could pretty much survive on his own without someone being on the road with him 24/7 he could have gone after his dad alone if Sam had said no but the fact of the matter had been that he had wanted Sam with him that was the difference. It was more he wanted Sam there than he needed him there.
“Changing the impala is one sacrilege in that it doesn’t need to be changed as there is nothing wrong with it in the first place,” Dean said calmly taking a drink of his beer as he wasn’t going to argue this anymore he was going to state his facts like a mature adult and see if Jo would accept it or if she would nitpick away at it as he wasn’t sure which of the two things she would actually do and it was funny seeing which it would be. “besides I don’t want to mess with the car, if I wanted to play CD’s in a car I would get a car with a CD player, also my dad gave me my car I don’t want to get another one just like stuff that you got from your dad.”
When she spoke of the hunting he considered asking if she had wanted to hunt with him, he didn’t want to do it because of the fact that it would lead to another argument with Lisa most likely. “you could come on the road with me if you wanted,” he said to her. ---------------------------- Lyrics: Kansas – Carry on my wayward son Credit: Sammy Tag: None
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Post by Jo Harvelle on Jun 30, 2011 15:11:31 GMT -5
She smiled, "You're right. If I had the option of getting something new to replace something my father had given me I wouldnt take it." she patted the spot on her jacket where her fathers knife was held inside, "I wouldnt replace my dads stuff for anything in the world." She wouldnt either. If someone asked her to get something to replace her fathers stuff, she'd tell them where to shove it. Nothing could replace her fathers things like that. It was part of her memories of him.
She blinked when he told her that she could go hunting with him, "You sure? I dont want to intrude." she said. She was glad that he'd suggested it though. She hated being on the road alone. She would much rather have someone familiar who she could talk to with her. Dean was the best person she would have ever thought of if she'd made a list of who she could go on a hunt with. Sam was too but not nearly as fun to tease as Dean.
She took another sip of her beer, thinking. Maybe she could go on hunts with Dean... But it would also risk restarting their old interest in each other romantically and she didnt know yet if he already had a woman. She didnt want to ruin a relationship like that if something did happen.
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Post by Dean Winchester on Jun 30, 2011 16:55:39 GMT -5
I set a course for winds of fortune But I hear the voices say [/size][/font] Carry on my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more. [/size][/font] ---------------------------- Dean knew that Jo would understand where he was coming from in the fact that he hadn’t wanted to give up the thing that made him feel a certain feeling such as having his dad’s car it was something that he loved about it because of the fact that he didn’t think that it was something that was his dad’s and that it was something that defined him a certain way but at the same time it was something that he liked about it the fact that it was his father’s car and that there was a history and legacy of the car and his family and at the same time it made him feel like a better person.
When she said that if he was sure about him coming to the hunts with him and that he wanted her on the road with him, it was something that he knew that he wanted her with him because of the fact that he could trust her a damn lot more than he could Sam right now and more to the point he got the feeling that she wanted to hunt anything and that she would be willing to go on the road with him when he wanted to go. “Of course,” he said “I mean I know right now we operate at about a 66% success rate but right now I’d take you with me more than Sam.”
---------------------------- Lyrics: Kansas – Carry on my wayward son Credit: Sammy Tag: None
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Post by Jo Harvelle on Jul 1, 2011 3:14:58 GMT -5
She smiled. It was nice that he trusted her even though she'd just miraculously been brought back from the dead. She couldnt help but ask though, "So, what've you been up to besides hunting? A little birdy told me you were actually in one place for more than a couple days a while back." she said, "Find yourself someone special?"
She was probably asking to get hurt here. But she couldnt help it. She still liked Dean Winchester. Damn her emotions. She waited for his answer, sipping her drink. She'd tried to be as casual and non-challant and she possibly could while asking this but she couldnt stop the slight tensing in her shoulders. Maybe he'd just think it was from a hunt. Either way. She'd go on the road with him anyway.. It wasnt like he was the type of guy who would cheat on his girlfriend. Or the type of guy to do something you wouldnt want him to do. Plus, if anything happened, she could always sack him. Shouldnt be that hard.
Stretching out, she yawned, leaning back in her seat, "Mmm.." she mumbled, "I should go find my car and find someplace to spend the night soon.."
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Post by Dean Winchester on Jul 1, 2011 9:14:20 GMT -5
I set a course for winds of fortune But I hear the voices say [/size][/font] Carry on my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more. [/size][/font] ---------------------------- When Jo spoke Dean didn’t know what to say, he supposed that he could have told her about Lisa but that wouldn’t have been good for two separate reasons, firstly he cared about Jo and he didn’t want to make her feel whatever emotion it may have been in that he had kissed her when she haqd known that she was going to die and then when she was dead he had hooked up with another woman as that was one hell of a mixed signal that he would have been sending her, at the same time he didn’t know who was around them. If there had been a demon or such around them and he mentioned Lisa it could be dangerous for them. “It is complicated,” Dean said softly “and this is nor the time or place to talk about it.”
When she said about finding somewhere to stay he thought about the motel that he had been staying in, out of habit he had gotten two beds even though Sam hadn’t been with him, he couldn’t think of a safer place to keep Jo than with him where he could keep his eye on her and at the same time be wary of her if he had to be. Also he didn’t see a problem with it as he and Jo where just friends and it would be weirder if he didn’t offer her a place to stay. “You could stay with me if you want?” he said “I have a spare bed, I booked the room forgetting Sam wasn’t with me.”
---------------------------- Lyrics: Kansas – Carry on my wayward son Credit: Sammy Tag: None
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