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Post by Dean Winchester on Jul 21, 2011 14:39:00 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] ---------------------------- As Jo spoke Dean leant in and pulled her back against him, there had been something about having her close that had comforted him, he didn’t know what it was but it was something that he had liked and he wasn’t going to make her stop doing it, at the same time he wasn’t going to tell her that because of the fact that he didn’t want to seem like a chick, more to the point he had liked that she had wanted to be close to him and he wasn’t going to deny her that chance of being close to him, even if it meant that he would have to move her back there himself.
Deciding that he would have to say something he did “Look the fact that your back is a good thing let’s just agree on that and we can work everything out tomorrow,” he said when he pulled into the parking lot of the motel.
---------------------------- Lyrics: Kansas – Carry on my wayward son Credit: Sammy Tag: None
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Post by Jo Harvelle on Jul 22, 2011 0:11:43 GMT -5
Jo let him pull her against him, surprised. After a moment, she relaxed into his side and snuggled up against him. It was nice to just share this kind of moment with him and she didnt want to ruin it. She didnt mind being a girl in front of Dean right now. Sure, she'd act tough every other day when they were in public, but she decided she didnt feel like bothering when it was just the two of them. Dean knew her better than that. She definitely wasnt always the tough one. There would have been a time when she would never have let him see this part of her. But she didnt want to hide it from him for some reason. She knew he wouldnt see her as weak.
Slipping her arms around his waist, she hugged him gently, closing her eyes, "We'll deal with everything tomorrow? You promise? You're not gonna avoid it are you?" she asked, smiling a little.
Note: should we move this to the hotel board?
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Post by Dean Winchester on Aug 1, 2011 10:01:27 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’s emotions had probably gone into overdrive right now and he wasn’t going to attempt to anger her because he knew that it would most likely result in death. He knew that it would be a while for the world to get back to normal himself included he just hoped that he could help her with whatever she had needed from him. He was not going to simply push her away because of the fact that now she was back they just had to work out the best situation of what to do now, Sam was back but Dean couldn’t trust his brother right now, maybe the best thing would be to hunt with Jo.
“Am I one for keeping secrets and not talking about such things?” he said parking the impala “let’s go.”
---------------------------- Lyrics: Kansas – Carry on my wayward son Credit: Sammy Tag: None
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Post by Jo Harvelle on Aug 2, 2011 1:50:00 GMT -5
She walked into the hotel room with him, "Uh yeah, sometimes you are." she said, "Like how instead of talking about how you felt about me before, you kept it almost hidden and just started with the playful flirting. Oh and how I could see that you were thinking about hiding the stuff about Sam from me because you dont want to talk about it." Typical male. Nah, typical Dean.
Looking around the hotel room, she walked toward the window and pushed the curtains back a little, looking out at the stars and the surrounding area, "What are we gonna do if I cant adjust to being back?" she asked, "There isnt a lot we can do about it... It may never happen. I might end up always seeing things that remind me of it... Or getting that feeling.. Or being sent back." she mumbled. God, she hated being so afraid.
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Post by Dean Winchester on Aug 4, 2011 5:11:14 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 surprised that he had been so easy to read to Jo, of course he didn’t know if it had been because he had been genuine with her sometimes also that she could tell when he had been lying to her, he didn’t know if it was the case but if it was then he was in big trouble because of the fact that she would be able to tell when he was lying to her a lot more than someone else would, more to the point it would mean that he was going to have to be a lot more careful in what he said to her from now on.
“There is such a thing as a need to know basis with the Sam stuff and I was going to tell you when you had gotten use to being back, I didn’t want to give you information overload,” he said putting his gun and wallet down on the table in the motel. “of course you are going to be fine, you have me looking out for you, I mean what can possibly go wrong, I kept Sam alive for years, as well as Bobby hell I have Cas acting human what better credentials do I need?”
---------------------------- Lyrics: Kansas – Carry on my wayward son Credit: Sammy Tag: None
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Post by Jo Harvelle on Aug 4, 2011 15:07:08 GMT -5
She smirked, "Well I must've missed out on a lot if you've really got Castiel acting like an actual human being. Its amazing." she said then shrugged, sitting down, "I trust you Dean. I just dont know if I can get myself back to the way I was before I died." she looked at him, sitting cross legged in the middle of the bed. She could see he was still surprised at what she'd said before and almost smiled because of it. He was too open with her sometimes, even when he didnt know it.
"So, whats the plan now? We sit here and wait for something supernatural to show its face?" she asked. She pretty much already knew the answer but she might as well have asked just in case. With Dean, hunts were pretty simple; research, hunt, kill. In that order.
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Post by Dean Winchester on Aug 12, 2011 6:23:33 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 chuckled at Jo’s comments it had to be said that she had missed a lot but at the same time it wasn’t something that she could have minded or helped it had just been the way that things where and sadly it meant that she had been killed before they had gotten chance to get her somewhere that they could heal her, if Cas had been with them at the time then there was a chance that he would have been able to save her, yet at the same time the fact that she was back was a big one and more to the point she was safe and with him, therefore she was in a much better position than some people that where alive.
When she asked about the hunt he had to admit that in seeing her he had forgotten all about the hunt that he had finished not that long ago, he supposed that she could have been in town for another case but the most likely theory was that she was here for the same case, the one that he had finished and now had no reason to be the town because of as he had done the job that he had to do and now he could move on and act like it was all in a good night’s work.
“I actually just finished my hunt.” He said calmly “it was a couple of vamps in a nest it was no biggie, how about you?” ---------------------------- Lyrics: Kansas – Carry on my wayward son Credit: Sammy Tag: None
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Post by Jo Harvelle on Aug 12, 2011 13:53:04 GMT -5
"You totally stole my kill." she said, laughing, "I was here for the same job. Guess you owe me a kill, Dean." she said, sitting down and looking up at him, "So I guess that means we leave in the morning?" She stretched out, rubbing the back of her shoulder and wincing.
"So, as far as we know, there werent any other vamps in the nest? Just the ones you got?" she asked. She didnt want to have to come back here just to kill of the rest of the nest if they ever showed up. If there were anymore vamps in this town. Dean seemed confident enough in the fact that the job was done, but she had to make sure anyway. It was in her nature. Pushing a few strands of hair out of her face, she took her gun from the holster inside her jacket and checked the clip before putting it into her bag along with a few knives from her collection. She hated having to use the gun but it was a precaution. She wouldnt always have her knives on her and even if she did, some things were faster than her at close range.
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Post by Dean Winchester on Aug 16, 2011 9:36:14 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 snorted and shook his head at Jo’s reaction to the fact that he had wiped the vampires out to be fair it should have been expected that with Dean around something had died and they would have died a painful death also, yet at the same time Dean knew that it was not often that there would be two hunters on the same hunt so the fact that he and Jo had been on the same hunt was a little suspicious but he had decided to leave it alone especially with the fact that he had not seen any problem with him and Jo being in the same town and he was happy to see her.
When she asked if there was more he couldn’t help but be slightly offended by the fact that she had made it sound like he hadn’t got all of them. He knew that it was a fair question but he didn’t think that it was meant to sound a way that had made him sound incompetent but she was just curious and trying to work out if there was still a need for them to be around of if they could leave, of course Dean was going to wait another couple of hours until the morning to give the vampires if anywhere alive to have launched a retaliatory assault and if there was nothing then they would leave.
“I think I got them all but I was just going to give it a couple of hours before leaving.” He said “give it enough time to calm down before rushing in.”
---------------------------- Lyrics: Kansas – Carry on my wayward son Credit: Sammy Tag: None
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Post by Jo Harvelle on Aug 16, 2011 14:34:10 GMT -5
Jo nodded slightly, "All right. So, when are we actually going to decide to call Bobby and Sam about this whole Jo's-back-from-the-grave deal? We cant just keep them waiting forever you know. At some point, Cas will most likely tell them." she said, "And they'll be royally pissed at the two of us for keeping the whole thing a secret from them. Especially since they practically saw me die."
She kicked off her boots and moved, scooting back on the bed so she was propped up by the pillows and headboard, "We should call them soon." she said, "Or at least call one of them, let them know whats going on." she said, "You cant avoid them forever, Dean."
She honestly didnt like having to push him into it but it was important. Dean, Sam, Bobby and Cas were the only family she had left now. She wanted to be able to see them and explain--or try to anyway--what happened. It was only going to eat away at her if she didnt. But Dean was bent on avoiding Bobby and Sam. She sighed inwardly. Men...
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Post by Dean Winchester on Aug 17, 2011 6:18:01 GMT -5
Dean had to admit that he knew that Jo was right but at the same time he didn’t know how to combat it because of the fact that it wasn’t something that he had wanted to do, he was currently at odds with Bobby and Sam over the fact that they had decided to keep Sam being back from him, therefore it wasn’t something that he wanted to rush into given the fact that he was also in the company of Jo not having to do anything was something that he was glad of, he could see himself just spending time on the road with her, hunting and not having to worry about anything else despite the fact that the angels where still trying to control him it would give him some control over his own life.
As Jo crawled onto the bed Dean threw his jacket onto the table before kicking his own shoes and crawling onto the bed not far from Jo not so that they where touching but that they knew that they would be there for each other if they reached out, he knew that he was tired but he knew that if he was on his own bed which was ironically this one then he wouldn’t be able to comfort her if she had nightmares about hell like he had, simply because he was sure that she wouldn’t come to him even if he had told her to.
“I know I should call them but right now I am not sure I could keep calm.” He said evenly.
Other person talking Thinking ”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ TIME :: Night TAG :: Jo WORDS :: 275 NOTES :: STATUS :: Done LYRICS :: Blaze of Glory by Bon Jovi CREDIT :: NICHOLE!!
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Post by Jo Harvelle on Aug 17, 2011 15:35:13 GMT -5
Jo watched him. She knew he didnt particularily want to call Bobby and Sam but it was important. She didnt want them to find out through Cas. So, she held her hand out and gave him a pointed look then, "Gimme the phone and I will call Bobby. They wont pitch a fit at me if they dont wanna get sacked, and I can keep calm enough to say that we need to meet." she said, simply.
She was surprised when he crawled into the bed with her and moved so he was sitting up right next to her, but she didnt really mind. It felt nice to just have him there if she needed him. But, she knew he couldnt always protect her from her own world like her mother had tried to. There would be some days that he would just have to let her deal on her own. Death was just one obstacle. There would be a million more challenges where that one came from and she was ready to take on the challenge, to win her status as a hunter and prove that she could hold her own; that death and hell wouldnt be the things that brought her to her downfall.
She kept her hand out, waiting for either his phone to appear in it or his reply. She never was one to give up that easily, "Dean, if you dont call them soon, I'm gonna take your phone and do it myself. Its now or never and we cant afford to wait forever to call them. It'll never happen if we wait."
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Post by Dean Winchester on Aug 22, 2011 13:52:21 GMT -5
Dean didn’t want to argue with Jo but at the same time he didn’t want to talk to Bobby or Sam either so it was a fair balance if Dean was honest. There had been a lot said that he hadn’t told Jo the fact that he didn’t trust Sam or Bobby right now was the tip of the iceberg of course they could still help each other they weren’t arguing in that sense but Dean had said that it would be a while before he could trust Bobby the same way that he used to and he didn’t even want to try and work out how long it would take with Sam. He had to admit that he didn’t think that Jo would be so confident over this. The fact that she had been willing to challenge him and attempt to force his hand had to be said was quite impressive however he had been doing this a lot longer than her and it would take more than her trying to take his phone for him to hand it over but he did have to admit that if anyone did it, then it would be Jo as she was pretty intimidating when she wanted to be.
“Can I not have some time alone with you?” he said “I wanna be selfish for once I am the reason you are back but instead of getting time to act like we aren’t at war you want to jump right in to it?”
Other person talking Thinking ”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ TIME :: Night TAG :: Jo WORDS :: 251 NOTES :: STATUS :: Done LYRICS :: Blaze of Glory by Bon Jovi CREDIT :: NICHOLE!!
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Post by Jo Harvelle on Aug 23, 2011 20:21:41 GMT -5
"Dean, you know I would love to be the selfish one, the foolish, innocent little girl my mother wanted me to be. Especially right now. But how can we? We are at war. We always will be." she looked at him then sighed, "Okay, here's the deal. We'll pretend for now that none of this stupid war is happening, that we can be selfish right now. And we're pretend that we arent in constant danger. As long as you call them this week. Instead of postponing it."
She knew Dean might not go for the whole deal and that was fine. She'd just snag his phone while he was asleep and put Sam and Bobby's numbers into her own phone. She really did wish she and Dean could just be selfish. But no matter what they pretended, they'd always be in danger of being attacked and or killed by demons and any other supernatural being who was already out to get them. God, she really hated being a hunter in times like this.
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Post by Dean Winchester on Aug 24, 2011 10:32:21 GMT -5
Dean knew that Jo was right but that didn’t mean that he didn’t want to just act like a normal guy for once, that he didn’t have to worry about anything was something that he had missed and the fact that he didn’t have that annoyed him. When Jo mentioned talking to Sam and Bobby again he couldn’t help but sigh he knew that she was just trying to help but at the same time that didn’t make it easier in that he had been attempting to handle the problems that he had been having with himself, Bobby and Sam the less time that he thought about it was better.
He knew that things would not be as easy as Dean wanted them to be and that it would take a long time for everything to get back to normal. However that didn’t mean that it would be easy, Dean knew that it would be a long time before he would be able to trust his family as much as he had used to. As he had once thought Bobby was just as much of a father as his own had been. Bobby had earned that honour time and again. Yet at the same time that didn’t mean that he was going to just roll over and act like he didn’t want to be with his family but that didn’t mean that he was just going to let them off for what they had done.
“I will soon.” He said “I just want to make them sweat for a bit, the time they kept stuff from me they can wait a couple of days for me to speak to them.”
Other person talking Thinking ”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ TIME :: Night TAG :: Jo WORDS :: 280 NOTES :: STATUS :: Done LYRICS :: Blaze of Glory by Bon Jovi CREDIT :: NICHOLE!!
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