A.N.: This is for my sister Mackenzie, since her favorite couple is Dean/Jo. If you don't like Jo don't bother reading this. Spoilers up to "Born under a bad sign." Inspired by Dean's line "god, you're a butcher." after Jo has ever so gently yanked the bullet from his shoulder. :P Thanks for reading. :D
Disclaimer: Not mine.
It's been one of those days. The ones where after you finish cleaning up everyone elses mess you are really tempted to down half a dozen shots yourself.
She looked forlornly at her phone, perturbed that it still showed no new messages. She hadn't expected him to call, but still it would have been nice to be surprised once in awhile.
Her leads from her current hunt had fallen through and really it had just been an all around crappy day.
She misses her Mom and Ash and wishes, not for the first time that she hadn't taken Mom up on her ultimatum.
She vows she will call them after they close up tonight and maybe make up some case that will bring her back around to the Roadhouse.
She does that stupid girl thing when you stare at your phone and will someone to call and still nothing. She supposes she could call him, but what with the patching up his shoulder and getting assaulted by his demon possessed brother she figures it is the least he can do to pick up the damn phone.
It's been a month since that incident when she had pulled Dean off a dock bleeding and she really hopes she hasn't heard from him because he is so busy and not because he is hurt. She has finally decided she is going to call his dumb ass when the bus boy calls out.
"Jo! Package for you!"
She never gets mail, maybe it's from Mom.
No return address. She wonders who it is from as she rips open the box. And promptly laughs.
There is a butcher knife inside with a small note attached the object. On it:
To my favorite butcher. Thanks.
Love, Dean.
Okay so he hadn't called, but this, this was even better.