Chapter 5: Deer in the Headlights
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel
Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life
"Chasing Cars"- Snow Patrol
Jo eased her head back and smiled, running her hands through the soft tufts of bright green grass. Dean lay sprawled out on the grass beside her sleeping peacefully.
It would be getting dark soon and she had been out with him all day. Her parents would be back before supper, and they needed to be heading back to the farm.
Jo stood up and wiped her dirty hands on her blouse. She shook Dean a bit. "Ready to go?"
Dean peeked an eye open. "Five more minutes."
"Dean, come on." Jo kicked his leg playfully. "I gotta get back." Dean still didn't move. "Don't you wanna get me home before my Mom can see us and get her loaded shotgun."
Dean shot up immediately. "I'm coming!" He stretched out his arms and took off. "Let's go. The last thing I need is a pissed off Ellen and buckshot in my ass!"
"I was only eleven!"
Jo pursed her lips. "That's still not a sorry."
"Fine. Jo, I'm sorry for putting itching powder in your dress."
She smiled gleefully. "Apology accepted."
"Geesh, you sure hold grudges."
"I was itching all over the place like a damn dog at a flea circus."
He laughed. "Hmmm, I guess I should think before I act then, so I don't get into more trouble."
"Sure thang."
Dean nodded his head to the side. "Like now."
"Wha-" Dean grabbed Jo suddenly and hoisted her over his shoulder. He took off running towards her house.
"Dean Winchester, you put me down this instant!"
Dean laughed and smacked her butt. "Stop whining!"
Jo's cheeks burned red. "Whining!"
Dean laughed even harder and continued running, a bobbing, angry Jo over his shoulder. He just loved seeing her like this, all hot and bothered.
Jo actually started laughing, too. She didn't even know why. Just being around Dean when he was playful like this made her happy and joyful, too.
Dean smiled from hearing Jo's laughter. He was glad she was having fun with him. He reached her house and ran to the kitchen back door.
He slowly lowered Jo down from his shoulder.
Jo's white blouse was wrinkled and had some dirt smeared on it. Her blonde curls were a mess from the run, and her cheeks were bright red like cherries.
Jo spotted Dean looking at her and smiled. "Whatcha staring at?"
Dean shook his head. "Nothing. You just look a little flustered."
"Well being thrown over someone's shoulder upside down while sprintin' to get home does that to a girl?"
Dean laughed. "Ya, I wasn't expecting that. Guess I kinda suck at thinking beforehand, huh?"
"Just a bit," she chuckled. She opened the door, but didn't enter.
Jo turned around and leaned up kissing Dean's cheek. "Thank you for everything." Then she went inside quickly and shut the door.
Dean couldn't help from smiling. Jo kissed me. Well it was just a kiss on the cheek, but still a kiss. Maybe she likes me more than I thought. He took off and headed back towards his cabin.
Hands grabbed at his shoulders startling him out of his Jo-filled thoughts. "Son of a bitch!"
He turned around. "Bobby!" Bobby stood there looking furious. "You scared the living daylights out of me."
Bobby's expression was stone cold. "What was that boy?"
Dean was caught like a deer in the headlights. He gulped. "What are ya talking 'bout?"
"Don't act dumb. I saw you sneaking around with Jo."
"So?" He shot back.
"So? So! She's the boss's daughter, Dean! Have some respect!"
"I didn't do anything to her!"
"But ya will. Jo ain't some girl you can fool around with and leave behind when you're done with her. She's Bill's only daughter! Don't ya have any sense?"
"We're just friends," he replied.
"You're dumber than a rock if you think I would believe that," he huffed.
"We are! Geesh, Bobby, way to jump to conclusions! I know she's off-limits. You don't need to lecture me about how I don't even have a chance."
Bobby put his hand on Dean's shoulder. "I ain't lecturing you. I'm telling you not to be stupid and leave her alone." Bobby spotted the colt in Dean's bag. "You took her shooting ya idjit!"
"You can't tell Bill. I could get fired!"
Bobby sighed. "Then be careful for what you're gettin' yourself into." He walked away back towards his cabin.
"By the way, Bobby, I know she's not like those other girls." He paused. "I really like her. And I'm not lying about that."
Bobby stopped. "I know. That's why you need to be careful. I'm sorry, Dean, but you can't be with her." He walked away, leaving Dean alone in the cold with his warring thoughts.
Jo woke up from peaceful dreams in her warm bed. She snuggled into her comforter.
"Jo, wake up! It's Sunday!" called Ellen.
Jo sighed and got out of bed. She put on her church clothes and headed down to meet her parents for breakfast.
After breakfast, the Harvelles rode in their carriage to Plymouth Congregational Church. It was nestled on the edge of town away from most of the hustle and bustle. It was a nice, large red brick building where all the townspeople attended Mass.
Jo spotted Dean after Mass and walked up to him.
"Hey."
He looked up and smiled weakly. "Hey."
Jo didn't understand why Dean was upset. Everything went great yesterday. "You okay?"
He rubbed at his eyes. "Yeah, I'm just tired I guess."
Jo didn't believe it for a second. "Wanna tell me the truth?"
"Nothing gets past you does it?" He smirked. Jo looked back at him sternly. His smirk faltered. "I ran into Bobby yesterday after I brought you home."
"And?"
"He saw us."
Jo inhaled sharply. "What?"
Dean's anger at Bobby's words and the truth behind them fueled the fire in his belly. "Yeah, he saw us and told me to stay away from you."
Jo tried to arrange her thoughts. It's not as bad as it seems. "We just have to be more careful then and make sure we don't get caught again."
"What?" He looked shocked. "You're not gonna stop talking to me and sneaking off with me in the woods to shoot?"
"Why would I?"
"Your Mom's pretty scary when she's mad. Especially when she's mad at me."
Jo laughed and put her hands on her hips, smiling defiantly. "I don't care. I like spending time with you."
Jo looked down at the ground. "It's not like I have any other friends." She paused. "That's if you still want to be friends with me?"
Damn, she just wants to be friends, Dean thought. Atleast she still wants to talk to me. "Of course, I do, Jo. I wouldn't be so pissed if I didn't want to."
She looked up and smiled. She opened her mouth to say something, but saw Bill walking over. "Hey, Daddy!"
"Hey, sweet pea." He looked at Dean and smiled. Bill was always fond of Dean and thought of him like a son. "Hey there, Dean. I didn't know you and Jo were friends."
"Yeah, we are." Dean stood there awkwardly. "Well, I was just about to go into town and run some errands, so I'll see you around, Mr. Harvelle."
"Daddy, can I go into town with Dean?" Jo piped up. She gave Bill that puppy dog look he just couldn't resist.
"I guess it's okay. Only if it's alright with Dean though." They both looked at Dean.
Dean smiled and turned on the charm. "Oh, it would be my pleasure."
Bill patted Dean on the shoulder. "Have her home before dark, son." He walked off to Ellen and they left.
Jo waved good-bye at them before turning back around to Dean. "So where we headin', Winchester?"
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