Dean sighed, flopping down onto the couch in Bobby's house with a beer.
It'd been only days since the love of his life, Joanna Harvelle, had died, and as much as he pretended he was fine, he was far from it.
It had been a noble sacrifice to destroy the Hell Hounds, but at a cost. Her life.
Her mother hadn't been happy, had to be dragged out kicking and screaming.
Since then, Ellen Harvelle had been AWOL.
Dean sighed, trying to reason with his shattered heart.
She sacrificed herself to save you, he told himself.
She would've died anyway.
You didn't love her. You didn't... You didn't...
But he did.
And he'd never gotten the chance to tell her that.
Dean wasn't very good with his feelings.
Their first and last kiss had been moments before her death, and though they'd parted on good terms, Dean felt tremendously guilty.
She'd died saving his life, the Hell Hound was meant to kill him.
Wrong place, wrong time...
Dean snapped, throwing his beer bottle at the wall, before collapsing onto the couch, burying his face in his hands.
'Now, who said you were allowed to wallow?'
Dean's head snapped up, to be faced with the one and only Jo Harvelle, hands on hips, with a smirk gracing her face.
'J-Jo? But you're-'
'Dead? Yeah, I thought so too,' she said with a quick grin.
Dean stood up from the couch and slowly walked towards her, as if afraid she might disappear at any minute.
He stood there for a few minutes, just staring at her, not believing his eyes.
Until he was snapped out of it when she slapped him.
Hard.
'OW! What the hell was that for?' he whined, rubbing his now red cheek.
'That was for wallowing.'
She stamped hard on his toe.
'That was for blaming yourself.'
She punched his arm.
'That was for staining Bobby's wall with beer.'
Then she did the last thing he expected her to do at that moment.
She pulled him into a long kiss, soft and tender, yet hungry at the same time.
When they finally pulled away, he whispered,'What was that one for?'
She smiled at him, that adorable little half-smile that he loved so much, though he would never admit it.
'That was because I love you.'