Here's chapter seven! Thanks to inhalelove-exhalehate12 and cheekymonster2 for the reviews. Oh, and I've seen the movie mentionned in this chapter! It was good. Read and review, I don't bite.
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Dean passed the school doors followed closely by his brother. The halls were full, more than usual. "What the hell is going on?" he asked his younger brother. "I think it's a fight…" The got closer to the group of people when Castiel appeared in front of them. "Dean! It's Jo!" Dean frowned. "What about Jo?"
Castiel sighed and pulled Dean through the crowd. That's when he saw what Cas had meant by 'It's Jo'. She was fighting with Meg. He heard someone holler 'Go Jo' from the back and rolled his eyes at Pam's antics.
He grabbed her arm before she could throw in another punch and held her back while his brother grabbed Meg and did the same. Jo turned around and smacked him. "Why'd you do that, asshole!" Dean rolled his eyes and told her to calm down. "I won't calm down! When are you going to learn to mind your own business?" He sighed and pulled her away from the crowd.
"Why were you fighting with Meg?" he asked her once they were far enough. "Because she's a bitch." He smirked at that and told her that Meg was always a bitch. "What did she say to you Jo?" "She said my dad left because he couldn't bear the sight of me."
He pulled her in for a hug when she started crying and told her it was going to be okay. Jo shook her head. "You don't understand," she sobbed, "for so long I thought my dad had left because he didn't love me and she just… she…" He repeated it was going to be okay and took out his cellphone.
'Cas, taking Jo home. Can you pick up our homework? Ask Sam if you can't.'
He pulled her outside to his car. "Dean, where are we going?" "I'm taking you home." He shrugged when she told him she couldn't skip school. "Cas is going to pick up our homework, don't worry." She frowned. "Our?" Dean nodded. "I'm not leaving you alone.
He followed her to her room and watched as she lied down on her bed. "Do you want to talk about it?" he asked her. "About what?" He sighed, knowing full well she knew what he was asking. "Your dad." She shook her head and he nodded. "C'mon, let's watch a movie."
He took her laptop and plopped down beside her on the bed. He figured that watching 'Battle Royale', one of his favourite movies, would help take her mind off things. They hadn't gotten to the first murder yet when Jo started talking.
"I woke up one day and he wasn't there…" she said. Dean paused the movie and put the laptop on the floor before turning to look at Jo. "He just…. He left, you know? I didn't even get a goodbye, I love you, see you later. He was there and then he was gone. For so long I thought it was because of me, because I wasn't being a nice daughter. So I tried my best to be nice, to be the daughter he'd want. But he never came back."
Dean pulled Jo in his arms. "I'm sorry." "I'm not even sure he ever loved me. I wasn't planned… He didn't want me…" He tightened his hold on her and whispered comforting words until they both fell asleep.
Ellen got home from work and frowned, seeing the Impala parked in her spot. She went up directly to her daughter's room to find Jo asleep in Dean's arms. "Dean?" she said slowly. The teen opened his eyes and looked around. "Why are you sleeping in my daughter's bed?"
Dean looked down to find his arms still wrapped around Jo. "Oh. We didn't… I mean…" Ellen laughed softly. "It's okay Dean, I believe you." The teen sighed in relief. "It was a hard day for her…" Ellen frowned. "Why?" "Some girl… she used Jo's dad to get to her and I had to take her home.
Ellen nodded and thanked him. "You want to stay for supper? I'm feeling tacos tonight." Dean nodded. "If you don't mind." The older women rolled her eyes. "You took care of my daughter today, the least I can do is make you some tacos. Just tell your parents you're eating here." "Thank you ma'am."
Ellen sighed. "Oh, for Christ's sake, call me Ellen. And wake up my daughter." Dean waited until Ellen was gone before slowly shaking Jo. She cuddled closer to him with a sigh but didn't wake up. He shook her a bit more forcefully. "Lemme sleep…" she mumbled, burying her head in his shoulder. "C'mon Jo, your mom's making tacos."
She sighed and opened her eyes. "Fine." She stretched and they got up. "Thanks Dean…" He looked at her, surprised. "For what?" "For being there for me." He nodded. "That's what friends are for." "Right, friends…"
He frowned but didn't say anything, not sure what she meant by that.
