Fallen
Chapter Two-Awakening
Dean's P.O.V.
"Bobby, are you sure it's Jo?" I asked for probably the thirtieth time that evening.
"Like I told you, it has to be. There's nothing that I'm coming up with that could pass every test I got. I even tried using borax, in case it was a Leviathan we forgot."
"But, Jo's been in Hell for about a year in earth time since that Osiris came up. That doesn't include the time since Carthage." Sam spoke up from his laptop inside a pillow fort he had constructed, where he had been researching.
"Dude, quiet down. You're gonna wake her up. She's probably tired from over a hundred years in Hell." I was scared of what would happen when she woke up.
Jo stirred in her sleep, making the blankets rustle. I ran to her side, in case she woke up. That way, I would be the first one she saw. Her eyes fluttered open and blinked. She looked around the room, taking in her surroundings. Her eyes went everywhere, passing over Sam and Bobby. Finally, they came to rest on me.
"Dean? Why are you here? Did you die?"
I took her head in my hands, and whispered softly, "No, Jo. You're alive. You're at Bobby's."
Jo put one of her soft hands over my rough, calloused ones. "Dean, its real, isn't it? I'm actually alive?"
"Yeah, you are."
"Where's Cas? I figured he'd be with you since he brought me back and he knows y'all."
I must have misunderstood her. Cas had been dead for over a year. There was no way he had brought her back. "Jo, Cas has been dead for more than a year. He wouldn't be with us."
"No, he's not dead. He brought me back."
"Jo, he died just before Osiris brought you back for a while. I wish he was still alive, but he's not."
Jo pulled her hand away, gripping her shoulder as if it was in pain. "Do you mind if I look?" I asked.
She shook her head, so I reached up to the sleeve of the white t-shirt she was wearing. I will never forget what I saw. There was a red, raised, handprint that mirrored mine.