Title: Jo's Hidden Life
Rating: Mature
Characters: Jo, Dean, Sam, Ellen, Jason (made up character)
Disclaimer: I am just a fan of Supernatural I own nothing, I wish.
Chapter 1
Jo couldn't believe she was standing in front of her old home. The one before her life became more... difficult. It felt like a lifetime ago since she had been here, but in truth it had only been under 2 years. She sat in her truck staring up at the house with a longing for what they had and hurting for what she had given up.
She had gotten a call that there was a job here. At first she had thought that the person was just bullshitting her.. Ex's tend to be good at stuff like that. Jason Carrick would happen to be her ex. He had somehow found out what she did. She wasn't quite clear on the details of that yet, but after doing some research around the area she discovered there was indeed something going on here. A few disappearances here and there, but not enough for the cops to automatically jump into overdrive.
Jason watched her pull up. The truck was a surprise from the nice cars they had owned together. She sat there staring at the house, he could see and feel the anxious/ nervous vibes pouring off of her. He knew this wasn't going to be easy, that it was going to be as awkward as hell, but he also knew there was something going on. Especially with what he saw the other night. He had heard through the grapevine from some shady characters that if there was something that couldn't be explained to call people called hunters. When he had asked where to find them, the guy had said, "I would start with the Roadhouse." Jason had about crapped his pants when the guy told him that. He knew that bar all too well. He and Jo had visited it often enough when they were on break from school.
The last time they had talked it hadn't ended happily. One of the most hurtful breakups a person could go through really. The kind where you knew things were done, but weren't quite sure how they got there. Jo had come home one night extremely beaten up. He thought somebody had mugged her and all she did was say no it wasn't that and to drop it. No answers just to drop it. Things returned to normal after a few days and he thought they would get over it. He was wrong. There had been something brewing and he had missed it. She was good at putting on an act but he normally saw through it. Not this time. This time she caught even him off guard with what she did. It left him with a whole lot of questions and the only actual answer he got had been, "No." No other explanations, she had packed and left.
Jo walked to the door and tried to decide whether she should ring the door bell or let herself in. Technically she didn't have a right to just barge in she had given up that right with the way she left. She regretted that more than anything. On the other hand though her name was still on the deed to the house. He had never had it changed. It irritated her that she was kind of happy about that. She settled for a half and half approach. She knocked but at the same time let herself in while saying, "Hello, Jason?" Old habits were hard to break. It felt so natural her to just let herself in and say his name. It was disconcerting how easy it was. She knew if she wasn't careful she would fall right back into their same routine.
The house looked somewhat the same. Same furniture except a few pieces she didn't recognize. Same color schemes she had picked out. The only huge noticeable change was the faded picture marks on the wall where he had taken all of their pictures down.
She dropped her bag in the hall, and shrugged off her jacket placing it in the closet. Again she thought to herself slipping into the old routine. She called his name again, "Jason?" She looked up before the last syllable was out of her mouth. He was heading down the stairs. She had to catch her breath. He was wearing a favorite outfit of hers. This grey t-shirt with khaki shorts. "Hi." was all she could muster at the site in front of her.
She noted that he hadn't changed much, not really. The same as her, a little worse for wear here and there, but still the same in a way. He had the same shaggy cut sandy blonde/brown hair, same breath taking green eyes. He flashed her a 100 watt smile that made her want to go weak in the knees. God she had missed him. He looked more buff than when she had last seen them. When they were last together though they had been comfortable and had let each other grow somewhat soft. She could see the bulge of a nice carved bicep peeping out from his sleeve. About the time she realized this is about the time it dawned on her that she needed to quit ogling the goods.
"Hi Jo." was all he could he think to say at first. It hadn't missed his attention that she was taking in all of the details. He knew her and knew even if things had ended badly that she wasn't cold and that deep down she really hadn't wanted to leave. He knew this would be hard on her. "You look great. How was your drive? Do you want something to drink? Beer, right? I know I could go for a beer."
Jo smiled knowing exactly how he was feeling, anxious, nervous, but with the underlying familiarity that came with being intimate for so long. The fact that they each knew what the other one was thinking or feeling without actually having to share with the other one.
"A beer would be amazing." she said as she followed him to the kitchen. "The house looks relatively the same. I thought maybe you would have changed the rooms around. You know the way you had wanted them."
Jason rummaged through the fridge till he resurfaced with two beers in his hands. "I didn't see a reason to make any drastic changes." He handed her one of the beers and opened his up and took a healthy swallow. He watched her do the same. "Do you want something with it? I made sure to stock the fridge when you called to say you were on your way. Having lived in a bachelor pad so to speak I normally eat out a lot. I know you don't or well didn't like that. Plus I don't want to offend myself with my own cooking too much." they both chuckled.
" I don't think you give yourself enough credit. I always thought the meals you made for me were pretty good." the words were out of her mouth before she realized what she had actually said.
They stared at each other wide eyed knowing that wouldn't be the last time the other one slipped up that easily. Showing how much they both still cared wasn't something easily covered. He gave her a lopsided grin that spoke volumes in itself. He liked seeing her let her guard down. The only problem was their relationship was one where the line was never completely drawn. There was never an official cut off, no more, point.
Jason cleared his throat, " Well thank you. Being out of practice though is another story. Also if I remember correctly there are a few of those meals that you helped me out of trouble with though. On my own I'm not quite as brave." He looked at her again. She had the beautiful blonde hair that couldn't make up its mind as to which shade it actually wanted to be. Then her eyes those were another amazing feature. Of course her body was still hot to put it bluntly. He had never found another girl shaped just like her ever. "So you are a hunter? What exactly does that entail?"
"Well a lot of different things. Mainly I help people with things that are not normal. It is rewarding in its own since. People are alive today that wouldn't be if I hadn't been there. "
"Do you normally go by yourself or is that something special you did this time because of me?"
"Kind of both. Normally at first I go alone and then if I need help I call someone else in. So in a sense if what I find looks like I'm going to need extra muscle then I will have other people come in, but I really didn't see a point in dragging everyone else in until I'm sure I need to."
He looked at her for a minute. He knew she was dancing around some answers that he wanted. One question in particular that he wanted answer was if that was what had happened that night? Was it really that simple. She had hunted something supernatural and it had beaten her up pretty badly. That still left even more questions for him to want to ask her.
He decided to go ahead and ask. He was just hoping she wouldn't lock down on him like she had a tendency to do. With everyone else she had walls in place but for him, well she normally staid completely open. "Sounds kind of lonely. I'm guessing you have to give some things up in order to do this. Is that what happened with us?"
She had hoped that he wouldn't ask that question. She knew if she didn't answer it in the right way that he would think that she would come back, but then again this was Jason. A million of her best memories had to do with him and them being together. She couldn't lie to him, didn't want to. He was the only one she could be completely open with and after the way she had left he really did deserve the official truth.
"Yes I had to give some things up. You being one of them. I can't afford for anything to know my true weaknesses. If something found out you were one, well it might not end well. I can't fight the way I want and worry about losing you at the same time. It doesn't work out that way. I've known other hunters who's better halves got killed because of the job. I needed to know you would be safe and the safest thing for me to do for you was leave. Yes I regret it, yes I wish I could have done it differently but I can't and I won't take it back."
She had let her guard completely down. Told him some things that she really hadn't intended. That monologue she had just delivered screamed that she still loved him. She might as well have had a big banner above her head. She had expected this job to take a week at most and that was if there was something going on. However now she was forced to reevaluate her situation. Jason was going to be a huge distraction. She could just see by the way things were going that they would be sleeping together. There was no way around that. She could lie to herself all she wanted, but they would have eventually end up fucking. It was inevitable. This was going to complicate things so much. She could already tell.