The Stories of Jo Harvelle
Terminal Velocity Chapter Eight
Sam had stopped her from getting up off him. He had started to speak but then his phone went off, it was Dean. Jo laid her head on Sam's huge chest, Jo put her hand over his heart could feel the steady powerful beat of it. She could stay this way forever. She could make out nearly everything Dean was saying because he was yelling. Sam let him rant on for awhile stroking Jo's hair. Sam forced himself to stay calm. Eventually Dean asked Sam are you still there? Sam put his chin on the top of Jo's head and let out a sigh. Castiel gave me the short story, what the heck are you doing, Dean asked. Well before you interrupted Jo and I were have a very important conversation.
Dean started to speak again but Sam cut him off. We will be there later tonight, then you and I will talk face to face. And of course Jo is fine, she's sitting right here with me. Jo blushed, she couldn't help it. Sam handed her the phone, he wants to talk to you. Jo started to say hello and had to clear her voice so she could speak. Jo I want you to get in your truck and come here now, we need to talk. Jo got up and walked to the fridge and poured two glasses of iced tea. She back over to Sam and handed him a glass and gave him a wink.
Dean was rambling mostly but the poor guy was upset and frantic. She listened to Dean but not really, she was looking at Sam, he was watching her intently, never taking his eyes off her. She had goose bumps on her skin, Sam was absolutely gorgeous. Jo snapped to attention when she heard Dean's voice crack. Please Jo, come back now, it's dangerous being with him. You don't have any idea what's going on. Joanna,I'm begging you, before anything else happens. Says the words Jo and I will come get you. Joanna, answer me. Jo took a breath I'll be back tonight, with Sam, we'll talk more then. "Dean, I'm safe, don't worry,"replied Jo and hung up the phone.
Sam sat there studying her face, she was beautiful. His heart swelled, she had backed him and had resisted Dean's request to come back. That said something. Jo walked over to Sam. You should go talk to Dean he was well, I've never heard him talk like that, she told Sam. Dean can wait till we get there. Sam stood and ran his hands up and down her arms. Jo loved the feel of his big hands on her, he made her body come alive.
Meanwhile back at Bobby's...
Dean stormed into Bobby's office grabbed his gear bag and started out he door. Bobby's voice stopped him. Dean shut the door. Dean turned to Bobby, there's no time. Bobby yelled this time, "Shut the damn door, boy." Dean did as he was told and turned to face Bobby. Bobby gave he an inquiring look. Dean put his head down. Bobby, Sam can't do this. He's going to get her killed. Bobby watched Dean's face. The boy was in pain. Bobby shook his head, he bet there was more to this than Dean was letting onto. So Bobby waited for Dean to talk. Everything is messed up, bad. Bobby laughed your telling me, giving Dean a look. Bobby I gotta go, Dean started to turn, then stopped. Dean looked at Bobby. Everyone gets hurt around us Bobby. Jo, I couldn't stand it, if something...he trailed off. Bobby wheeled his chair over to Dean. Son she a grown woman, she made her choice good or bad. It's not for us to tell her how to live her life. Hell, she wouldn't listen anyhow. Maybe, maybe not, Dean said, but I have to try. Bobby sat there, thinking about Dean and Sam. He loved both of them like his own. Bobby heard the Impala fire up and take off. He hoped this would work out for the best. The look Dean had on his face, cut Bobby deep. Damn boy was in love with Jo he would bet his life on it.