Chapter 1
Months passed since Jo died and Dean... well Dean still blamed himself for her death.
He quickly drank what was left of the cheap store bought scotch as he sat in the parked impala, in front of him was an empty field, the cold air caused a small faded white cloud when he exhaled through his mouth, Dean finally took a deep breath and exited his precious car. The ground crunched underneath his feet as he walked to the middle of the field. Everything was ready, the devil trap was imprinted in the ground, and he gripped the holy water tighter in his hand.
"Dean this is getting old." A female voice called out.
Behind him stood a tall woman, her brunette hair was short, barely brushing the top of her shoulder. Her cheekbones sharp and her black eyes stared at him as she crossed her arms and pressed her lips.
"I'd like to make a deal." His voice echoed throughout the empty field.
"Well... you could have just asked." She teased
"Bring her back... bring Jo back." His icy eyes focused on the ground.
The night Jo died didn't seem real to him. The memory of that night hurt more and more every time he thought about it and that was the only thing on his mind. The alcohol took the pain away for a little while but then he woke up with one big hangover. Dean thought about this moment for as long as he could remember, selling his soul to get Jo back. He needed Jo back. He missed the way her cheeks blushed when he flirted with her, he missed so much about her. He never got to tell her how he felt.
"Dean, for a girl?" She played with her hair and laughed quietly.
"Are you taking the deal or should I just kill you already."
He rose the holy water, a few drops hissed and burned into her silky skin as they landed on her arm.
"Alright.." She hissed in pain. "one resurrection for one lousy soul" she continued.
"5 years Dean. Is it really worth it?" Her head tilted to the side, her pitch black eyes watched as he clenched his jaw
"10 years." He argued pointlessly.
"10 for people Dean. I can lower it to 3 if you'd prefer?"
"5 years is great" he bitched.
"Deal."
She gripped his collard and pulled him in for a kiss.
