So I wrote this during the long hiatus. I've always been a Dean/Jo fan but after watching Abandon All Hope, it made me so sad they'd never have a chance. Therefore, I started this (my first fanfic ever) to help get me thru til Jan. 21. Please let me know what you think! Thanks for reading!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Winchesters or anything Eric Kripke and his genius mind comes up with.

Rated T for now with only strong language.

Spoilers: If you haven't seen any of the 5th season, I suggest not reading (and possibly catching up on your Supernatural)

Pairings: Dean/Jo

Repercussions

Chapter 1

Outside Cincinnati, OH

"Dean." Seconds passed in the blacked out motel room. It's been morning for hours but the sun is unable to penetrate the tightly drawn curtains. "Dean, you need to wake." Castiel looks down at the man before him, sprawled across the bed in an uncomfortable looking position but still dead to the world. "Dean!"

"What?" Dean muttered through the pillow. He didn't even acknowledge Castiel enough to move a muscle.

The drive from Colorado alone in the Impala was supposed to be a bit of peace for him. For months he's had to worry about Sam, about how to stop the Apocalypse, and everything else in the world that seemed broken right now. When he'd gotten a call from Bobby about an omen in Virginia that could answer some question about God's location, Dean thought the miles on the road with just the sound of the Impala and some AC/DC would calm him. Turns out, those hours alone just made the voice in his head louder.

"There isn't time, we have to locate the omen and find out its significance. Lucifer will be finding his vessel soon and his power will be greater." Castiel watched as Dean finally sat up in the cheap motel bed.

"I know, I know," Dean sighed as he stretched his stiff muscles and tried to get a bearing on his surroundings. The darkness of the room made his eyes heavy with their desire for sleep "If we leave around 8 AM we'll be in Virginia this afternoon and talk to the witness about the omen thing…"

"It's 10:30. You've been sleeping longer than necessary."

"Damn, guess that means we're not getting McDonald's for breakfast." Dean stood up and headed towards the bathroom.

"We don't have time, we must leave now." Castiel usually tried to show patience with Dean. He knew the weight he had on his shoulders with Sam and with the recent revelation about him being destined to be Michael's vessel. Dean's spirit hadn't been as strong lately as it was the first few months they'd been working together. But finding God was the answer and Castiel knew time was beginning to become a factor.

Dean stopped when he reached the bathroom door. "We have time Cas. More importantly right now I have time for a shower, some breakfast, and maybe even a little pay-per-view." Dean turned towards Castiel with his signature smirk. "Give me an hour. Go do whatever it is you do. Give me some peace then we'll head out." With that, Dean slammed the door and turned on the hot shower.

Dean slipped out of his boxers and stepped into the warm, welcoming shower. As he ran the shampoo through his bed head of hair, he thought about Sam and whether it was the right thing to do.

He knew they've separated before under different circumstances and it had been a mistake but this time, it seemed almost necessary. After what happened with Sam, him trusting Ruby and then the look in Sam's eyes when he'd found him in the convenience store standing over the two guys, it couldn't work. He knew deep down it would only be a short matter of time before they were back together but right now just wasn't the time. Dean couldn't whole heartedly trust his brother and Sam needed to work out his issues. Dean knew he probably couldn't understand the full complexity of them and what would be the best way to help so the momentary separation was right.

"God," Dean thought. "I'm turning myself into a freaking Dr. Phil." He forced the conversation from his head and finished up the shower in silence. He stepped out of the tiny bathroom and into the dark room and instantly lighted it up with a flick of the switch.

"Who the hell would ever pick green and brown for motel colors?" he asked out loud to no one. "Guess Cas found someone better to annoy for the moment." He smiled to himself and began to pack what little he had laying around after the late night check in. After packing, he checked out and threw the bag into the Impala. Thinking he saw a Denny's on the way into town last night, he started up the Impala and headed out of the parking lot.

"What'll ya have?" The mid-forties waitress in the too tight yellow uniform asked without looking up from her wait pad.

"How about some caviar followed by a main course of lamb chops and filet minion. Oh, and some éclairs for dessert," Dean said with a devilish smile. The waitress looked up with her over eye shadowed brown eyes looking unamused. Dean was surprised his usually flirtatious tone hadn't worked. "Ummm…."

"One buffet and water," the waitress sighed and slapped the ticket down on the table. Dean just shrugged and headed towards one of God's greatest creations: the all you can eat buffet. After loading up on over 3,000 calories worth of breakfast goodness, he settled down in his booth and started to devour.

"You weren't at the motel." Dean looked over as Castiel moved into the seat across from him.

"Yeah, well, they don't usually do a continental breakfast when your room rates are by the hour," Dean stuffed about half a pancake in his mouth and looked up at Castiel.

"It's Sam."

"What? What's Sam?" Dean stopped his fork in mid motion and fully focused on Castiel.

"We need to find him. I left to check resources about the omen but I heard the angels talking. The demons have him and Lucifer is coming to him." Dean threw down some money and took off for the Impala, Castiel right behind him.

"What do you mean Lucifer is coming to him? Like he's going to possess him? Use him for the war? What the HELL is it Cas?" Dean threw open the door of the Impala and got in. He grabbed his phone to try to call Sam but to no avail.

"He's going to try to convince Sam to become his vessel."