Unconditional Love

Part 6

Jo noticed immediately that all the heat was gone. She was alone in all the blankets. The moon was still shining out. Jo sat up worried. She started to panic, they wouldn't just leave her. Jo was out the door walking towards the camp fire in a matter of seconds. Jo stopped about a foot away. Dean looked up from the camp fire to see her standing there, barefooted with his t-shirt on. His gut clenched, he would remember how she looked at this moment till the day he died. Dean's face broke then, she would hate them from now on. His bottom lip trembled, as he ducked his head.

"Dean, oh god, what is it?" Jo was on her knees in front of him. "Dean, what's wrong?" "Where's Sam?"

"Right here, baby." Came the answer from behind her. Sam was sitting on top of the fort watching her.

"Whats..." Jo lost her voice. Then it hit her, "John!" Jo got up and started for the quad. Dean was on his feet in a second, he grabbed her arm. As soon as she faced him he released his hold on her. She could see the look of anguish on his face. Tears were falling, she stood very still, waiting. Dean couldn't bring himself to tell her. He closed his eyes praying the nightmare would be over. Sam watched them, his big brothers heart was breaking again.

Sam jumped down and walked slowly to Jo. Sam's face contorted, he tried to steady his voice as he spoke. Jo stood there staring off between Dean and Sam. She heard the words "I'm sorry" "we got word" "they died taking out the thing that attacked dad." Jo didn't hear anything after that. She felt like she was falling, the dark pit was devouring her. She didn't say a word and she didn't cry. Her face was void of any emotion.

The sound of the dirt bike starting barely registered with her. Jo finally looked up and found Sam standing there, studying her. He handed her clothes to her and she dressed. Sam put the fire out. He got on the quad and he held out a hand to her. Instead of taking his hand Jo reached up and caressed his cheek, she kissed his tears away. "Sam" Jo's voice was a desperate plea.

Sam held her then. "I'm here baby, I won't leave you." "Your safe, I won't let anything hurt you ever again."

Sam stood at the sink looking out into the night. Dean came up leaned against the sink drinking a beer. "How is she?"

Sam turned on his brother then, "go see for yourself" "your an idiot Dean, she needs you and you take off." "She thinks you've pulled back from her and she's lost you."

"Sam, she's going to hate us." "I won't be able to see her look at me, like that." "It would hurt to damn much."

"Dean look at me." Sam took a deep breath and tried not to let Dean see that he was hurting. "You need to go talk to her, and you need to tell her how you feel." Dean looked into his brothers eyes "I can't"

Sam shoved Dean back then, "the deals off" "I won't let her go through this alone" "And even if she doesn't love me, like she loves you, I'll take it." "I'll give her whatever she needs."

Dean reached out and caught his brothers arm. "Sam, don't think like that." "It's not true."

"Dean you have been hit in the head one to many times." "Her world revolves around you for the most part." "And to be honest, the rest of it revolves around me." "Ever since we were little, the three of us have been so close." "I know her well and she try's to hide the fact she is in love with you, hell it even took me a while to figure it out." "But she does and she needs you."

Jo stood rolling up her sleeves on her shirt watching her boys. Sam as usual was talking to much and Dean was, well being Dean. Jo cleared her throat to let them know they had an audience. Sam's face was typical, embarrassed. Jo walked over to the fridge and pulled out a beer. She walked over to Sam and handed him the beer. "Relax Sam, I'm not going to fall apart."

"Jo, I'm sorry" " I didn't..." Jo stood on her tippy toes and kissed him tenderly on the lips. "I know what you were trying to do." "I'm not mad, I'm thankful to have someone love me that much." She reached up and ran her hand through his hair, his was so beautiful, a girl could get lost in him. Deep down she wished she was that girl, but life wasn't going to work out like that, she would end up alone, pining over a guy who stood only a few feet away, it might have been hundreds of miles away because he put up so many walls...

"And if you know me so well Samuel, then you would know I would never use you as a substitute for Dean, ever." "What's between us can't be touched or tainted by anyone else, you will always be a part of me."

"And I better never hear you talk like you would accept less love than you deserve!"

Jo stepped back from him, letting the words sink in, watching his face. She wanted him to understand and see that she had meant what she said. Sam's eyes locked with hers. Dean watched as Jo and Sam stood there, understanding passing between them. As Jo turned from Sam, Dean saw something dark show in Sammy's eyes, then it was gone. Dean thought it must have been his imagination.

His attention drawn to Jo as she dropped a metal box on the table. Jo spoke "When is Bobby suppose to be back?" Sam stood drinking his beer. Dean finally spoke, "a day or two, depends."

"This box contains my parents will." "I'm going to show you two everything, because by the time your dad wakes, I'll be gone."

This caught both Winchesters by surprise. Sam spoke "what do you mean, you'll be gone?"

"I'm leaving for college." My parents and I had already made plans in case something ever happened. Dean spoke then "college, you haven't even graduated from high school yet." Jo laughed, "the official graduation takes place in a couple of weeks, but I've have enough credits to graduate a year early." "Under the circumstances, I doubt the principal will give me a hard time for skipping out a couple of weeks early."

Sam put his beer down "you didn't tell me you were graduating early."

"I haven't exactly had much of a chance." "And it was to important to say over the phone." "Your dad was planning on bringing you guys here to share in the celebration, if all possible."

Dean had walked to stand next to Sam. They watched as she started pulling documents out of the box.

Jo handed a document to Sam, he started reading it. "Jo, this is the deed to this property." "It has our names on here along with yours."

"Mom and Dad always felt like you two were their sons, they wanted to leave you something they knew you loved." "You guys always seemed so happy here." "It's yours to do with what you want." "I won't be coming back here."

Dean shook his head "Jo we love this place, but we love it because of you and your family." "Without you here, it's just a house and land."

Jo nodded but said "then sell it."

Dean held up a hand "Wow, slow down. Your upset, you need to slow down."

Jo spoke ignoring Dean "Dad, just bought a bar. It's located in the next county over." "Dean, Dad's will names you and your father will be responsible for it till Sam and I become of age. Then it will change to show the three us as co-owners, if it's alright with you two, I want us to keep that." "It will provide some income, and a place to stay if one of us would ever need it."

"A bar, your Mom and Dad bought a bar?" Sam had to smile, not in a million years would he have ever guessed something like that.

Jo laughed, "yup, I think it was a mid life crisis deal but hey there's an upside." Dean asked "what's that?"

Jo smiled at him and said "the bar is never closed for the owners." Dean grinned then.

They were finishing going over the paperwork, when John appeared in the doorway. To their surprise he walked over and sat down at the head of the table. Jo looked down, she knew what was coming. She had never expected for him to wake up so soon or be able to walk for that matter.

"Sam would you get me a beer?" John asked. Sam got up and went to the fridge. "Jo, I admire your strength, but you haven't told them everything."

Jo looked up at the oldest Winchester, and thought this guy is tougher than I thought. Jo played dumb, staring off into space.

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