This is a one shot, or I guess more like 3. I don't own any of the characters, so please don't sue me. I wrote this after getting back from Warped Tour at the wee hours in the morning, not that you care but for the record. Warped Tour was amazing this year.
Ellen Harvelle knew her daughter better than anyone, and she watched as Jo cleaned the bar. Ever since the Winchesters left Ellen had been noticing Jo acting a little differently, she hadn't said a word since they left.
"Jo, Honey I am sorry." Her daughter deserved to know the truth along time ago.
"Mom, why didn't you tell me before?" Jo asked turning with a hurt expression.
"I didn't want you to hate them, I blamed John for as long as I can remember and those boys don't deserve to be punished for a promise that their father couldn't keep." Jo sighed and then shifted her weight to one side.
"I don't hate or blame then, its just...He was my father." Ellen nodded her head in understanding.
"I am sorry. I just...Your dad loved you and he loved the idea of you ending up with Dean." Ellen said looking down at the ground with a slight smile.
"What?" Jo broke out.
"A little while after you were born, maybe 2 months later. Your father brought up the subject of you getting a boyfriend, most fathers dread to think of it but your Daddy wanted you to be loved and with someone that made you happy. You had never laid eyes on Dean, but he knew Dean was a little older than you and that didn't stop him from thinking it. He knew John was raising him and he loved the idea of you being safe with him." Jo was trying to blink back the tears.
"Mom why are you telling me this?" Jo asked crossing her arms.
"I wanted you to get to know them before hating them. I wanted your fathers wish to happen. And I am telling you this because I know." Jo looked down at the bar floor.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Joanna Beth, don't give me that. You're in love with him. Its okay. I just...I don't want to see you get hurt." Jo shook her head with an incredulous expression.
"Mom, this is ridiculous. Dean and I are nothing, how could he possibly hurt me." Ellen went behind the bar.
"You'd be surprised."
Sam had been possessed, she kept telling herself that over and over. She didn't want to live in fear of him or hate him for what he did, because it wasn't him and she had to keep telling herself that. Once Dean walked out the door with a "Call you later" thrown over his shoulder, Jo felt something. It wasn't the hurt her mom guaranteed her, it was just brutal honesty that had been slapped in her face of who Dean Winchester was. He would never settle, never call her, never really consider a "What if...". He would just block it out, as long as he had Sam that was all that he needed and what mattered. Jo stood there realizing her mom had been right, somewhere in between everything she had fallen for Dean Winchester and she found this ending disappointing but not so much hurtful.
The tone in her mothers voice coming through the receiver of the phone, had Jo worried. Why did she sound so sad, so worried and panicky almost. They hadn't talked in what seemed light years away and then now, this. It wasn't good, not at all.
"Jo, I don't really know how to tell you this-" Her mom was crying.
"Mom, just tell me what is going on?" Jo didn't mean to sound angry but she was worried and anxious to know what was going on.
"Dean's dead." Jo's mouth went dry as the phone fell from her hand, this couldn't be real. She had to be dreaming, or sucked into some twisted reality. Time stood still as Jo slid to the floor, she couldn't hear her mom yelling, she couldn't hear anything but her own sobbing.
This had hurt.