A/N OK! another chapter that story just won't leave me alone I promise if you stick with me long enough you will know what happened with Jo and Dean, but now still in Christmas mood so more Christmas fluff.

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I do not own Supernatural (but I'm wishing every Christmas I did)

I apologise for all the mistakes!

CHAPTER 2

- You have tinsel in your hair – said Dean looking in her eyes and reaching to take it out. And the time just stopped.

God he forgot how beautiful she was and how petite she looked near him. Her dark eyes locked with his and he could swear that his heart skipped a bit. There were so many unspoken things between them. The way they parted was one of them and now all that was coming back to him in a light speed. He was a jerk back then, like always. Jo couldn't breathe, damn him, he was so close, she could count the freckles on his nose. All the memories of a magical week came crashing back at her and she just couldn't help the imagines flashing before her eyes. His skillful mouth and what he could do with them, his smile when he woke up. The masculine smell of denim and leather jacket mixed with his unique fresh aftershave was working as a hypnotic tool taking her back in time. A tiny part of her was screaming to run away, before she would have to pick up the pieces of her broken heart again but the rest of her body didn't agree with this tiny part of self-control. So she one again drowned in his green eyes half closing hers when she felt his hand in her hair taking the tinsel out. And seconds later he was leaning closer to her, watching intently her pink lips, he was giving her the time to step away which she should use, but it was Dean Winchester in close proximity wanting to kiss you, no girl in her sane mind would stop him.

She should be angry at him, she should be furious at the way he left her in that motel without a good explanation with "I will call" which she perfectly knew was a lie. She should be angry as hell. But all coherent thought just evaporated from her head at the moment, she could only stare in his beautiful darkening green eyes as his mouth was descending on her.

Just when he brushed her mouth to test her reaction, there were voices coming into the room. Both Jo and Dean just jumped at the sound of them. She was blushing furiously, Dean was trying to look everywhere but not at her. He scratched the back of his neck, giving the best sign that he was nervous. Thanks God Ellen was the last to come into the room so she didn't see that scene, but Cas, who was practically dancing around Sam trying to help with the tray of food Sam was carrying, was the first to come to the room and he almost froze in place at the scene before his eyes. And then it was over, both Jo and Dean jumped from each other like they were electrocuted and they were trying to compose themselves. Dean rushed forward to help Sam, Jo did the same with her mother and in no time there were sitting around big table full of Christmas dishes, loading theirs plate with food. Dean was stealing glances at Jo from across the table, when he thought she wasn't looking, she was trying not to blush every time she caught Dean staring at her. It was funny because all that was oblivious to the rest of the people sitting at that said table expect - one angel who was watching very intently. Because Cas might have no idea that artificial angels must be at the top of a Christmas tree or you should put some hay at the dinner table at the Christmas dinner but he sure knew one thing, Christmas was a time for love. And he was pretty sure it was love what he saw in that room before. There was something that flashed in Dean's eyes when he was averting his them from Jo a mix of guilt and longing and Cas decided to do everything to help his friend.

Dinner was as loud as you can imagine a table where: there were two brother who always bickering about almost everything, one not real uncle of said brothers who half of the time was trying to stop them from bickering or made it worse by taking one of the brother's side. And two women, a very sharp and overprotective mother and very defensive and headstrong daughter, who happen to be in love with one of the brothers. And an angle who do not understand most of the jokes and bickering and was horrified by most Christmas customs which in his opinion were mostly pagan and should be forbidden.

Later that night Ellen and Bobby were sitting on the couch watching the Christmas lights when Sam, Dean and Jo were sitting on the floor trying to teach Castiel how to play Monopoly the only game that Jo found in the dusted boxes with ornaments. Apparently it was Sam's when he was younger and was forced to stay at Bobby's when his father had gone hunting. Castile was having problems with…well almost every rule of the game but at the end there was so much laughter and brotherly banter that no one minded that Cas put his hotels upside down and not in his places. Eggnog was gone and there was time for shots of whisky and more hunters' stories. It was late after midnight when Ellen decided that she had enough and went to bed closely followed by Bobby. There was not enough room in Bobby's house so the boys volunteered to sleep in the living room when Ellen and Jo would take the spare bedroom.

-You are cheating – said Jo suddenly, glaring at Dean with her most stern look – you keep putting the money to your sleeve.

- I do not cheat – said Dean offended and crossed his arms.

- Dude as hell you cheated – said Sam suddenly counting his money – name a game you did not cheat, come on, give it back.

- No – said Dean, once again grinning from ear to ear - I'm not cheating I'm just soo good at this game.

- Oh come on – said Jo and at the same time reached to Dean's sleeve half lying at his lap in the process. Dean was faster and just took his arm from her reach so she was forced to almost lie flat at his chest to get to his outstretched hand. She wasn't paying that much attention to what she was doing and since she still wasn't able to reach him she just used the only weapon that came to her mind. She tickled him with her free hand and that just did the trick, Dean made a squalling noise and to protect himself from her assault to his abdomen he put his hand down. It only took Jo seconds to reach into his sleeve and retrieve the notes which he was painfully sneaking there every time he got money in the game – And how are you going to call that? - She asked holding the money high to Cas and Sam view – I told you he was cheating.

But Dean composed himself very quickly and then launched himself at Jo pinning her to the floor, one hand holding her hands above her head.

– You are so going to regret this – he grinned at her tickling her side mercilessly. Jo was half calling for help, half laughing hysterically. - No Dean – she panted – please stop…. please…..

Both Cas and Sam looked at each other very uncomfortably and Sam just got up to his feet

- I'm going for another beer – said in the general direction of a fighting couple – anyone wants more?

- I think I will help you – said Cas scrambling to his feet and following Sam to the kitchen.

Before they even knew it Dean and Jo were left alone in the room again.

tbc

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