A/N: I know that this one is short, but I hope you enjoy it none the less.
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Chapter 3:
The weekend passed quickly and before Jo knew it, it was two in the after noon on Monday.
She was currently sitting on a check-up table with one of those paper dresses on, waiting for a doctor to come.
All they had to do right now was make sure that she was healthy enough to have the surgery and then they'd get to it.
In only a couple of hours, she'd no longer have this problem in her life.
The door to her room opened and Jo looked to see an older lady come in. Her face was pinched as if she'd never smiled in her life and her dark grey hair was up in a tight bun.
She walked briskly over to Jo and told her to lie down and relax for the physical.
As the physical went on, the older lady warned her about all that was about to happen. Jo was only really half listening.
Her mind was still trying to make up a decision on whether to go through with this or not.
"Ms. Harvelle?" Jo jerked herself back into the present and realized that the doctor had been calling her name for quite some time.
The lady gave her an annoyed look before continuing.
"I'll be sending in a nurse with the anesthesia and gurney shortly and then we'll be on our way." With that said, the doctor walked out of the room.
Once the room was silent once more, Jo went back to her thoughts. What should she do? She could go on with it and get the abortion, then go home to her mother and Ash.
The only problem with that was the way her mom was guaranteed to look at her from now on. It would be the expressive mixture of disappointment, anger, and sorrow.
Jo didn't know if she could deal with that look.
And Ash…she doesn't have a clue on how he'll react to this news. If he was ever going to find out that is. Her mom might not have told him.
It was likely that he didn't know though because then he'd call Sam and Dean and she was positive that her mother wanted nothing to do with them ever again.
But if she had this baby, she'd be leaving everything she has ever known. She probably never speak to her mother or Ash again.
The other thing that came with this baby was freedom. Freedom from her mother, the Roadhouse, the agonizing need to hunt.
She'd have something worth while to focus on and to put all of her energy into. Not that her mother wasn't worth while. It was just that she wanted to be on her own from now on.
She was twenty-three years old.
And then suddenly, just like a switch being flipped, she knew what she had to do. She wasn't going to let any doctor hurt her baby.
This was her baby and hers alone.
Jumping down from the table, Jo quickly changed into her clothes and ran out of the room. As she passed through the lobby, she saw Mary smile and wave at her. She waved back and continued on her way to freedom.
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