Unconditional Love

Chapter 16

Don't own em but luv em.

Another year had passed. It was Jo's 21st birthday. So as she washed the blood out of her hair, she considered going out and letting lose for a couple of hours. They were in a big town, she wouldn't have to worry about running into Dean so she made up her mind to do just that.

Jo smiled, she had kinda went crazy with this outfit but the leather pants felt awesome and they displayed her curves perfectly. She had chose a midnight blue top with black lace. She left her hair down. She felt sexy. She pulled her on her leather jacket and headed for a club she had spotted two days ago.

She laughed out loud as the bouncer let her in. This place was rocking, perfect. One of her favorite songs was playing, now all she needed was a drink and then dancing was diffidently on the menu. Jo had down two shot's of Crown and was now on the dance floor. She let go forgetting everything, especially two green eyed Winchesters who plagued her most of the time. Strobe lights flashed making her feel surreal. Another shot and more dancing, Jo had pushed more than one guy away not needing anyone to ruin her night.

As the song changed Jo closed her eyes taking in the rush of alcohol and moment of peace. It felt so good, she wished it would last forever. She starting singing the song playing Gotta be somebody for me out there...tonight out in the street out in the moonlight...someone to love with my life in their hands...everyone wants...The song finally ended. Jo opened her eyes feeling no pain only to stare into Dean's eye's that were watching her with more than casual interest. Busted, shit oh well screw it.

Jo turned to head for the bar and ran into a solid chest. F___! This night keeps getting worse. Jo looked up, she already knew she recognized his scent. Sam was towering over her. She ignored him to and stepped around going to the bar.

The bartender was very cute, he had been smiling and flirting with her all night. He served up her shot. And leaned in. "Hey beautiful I get off in five, will you dance with me?!"Dean and Sam sat down on either side of her giving the bartender the look to walk away. But to Jo's amusement the bartender a big guy himself didn't walk away. He stared at Jo and asked, "How about baby?!"

Jo finished her shot and yelled "Why not." "Another round for us", gesturing to Dean and Sam." The bartender smiled wide and winked at her setting up shots for them.

Jo drank in silence. She didn't know what was up and really didn't want to find out. It couldn't be good. She left to slow dance with the bartender. The shots had really started to take effect. She leaned into the guy wishing she had someone that loved her. Years of nothing but tracking and hunting she was so lonely. Jo turned and walked away from the bartender not even bothering to go after her jacket she just keep walking. She had reached her truck and started it up, as she was closing the door Dean put out a hand held it open. "Scoot over."

Jo was so tired of the Winchester testosterone she raised a booted foot and kicked as hard as she could. Dean gasped with surprise, she had knocked him back into another car. Jo met his eyes and then slammed the door shut. Jo knew they were probably following her but she didn't care at this point. They had ruined her birthday and she just wanted to go back to the place she had rented on the outskirts of town. She parked the truck in the drive and slammed the door.

Jo locked the door then went straight to her bag and pulled out her gun and a bottle of Crown. She wasn't going to take any shit tonight. She heard the Impala pull up a door creak open and then the car pull away. She decided to ignore which everyone had got out. Probably Sam, she would like to smack him a good on.

The door flew open, it was Dean filling the doorway. She stood backing up a foot or two. He flipped a light on.

Dean took a step towards Jo. Jo laid the hammer back on her gun. "Don't"

Dean stopped and instead and took his jacket off laying on the table watching her.

Jo tried to remain focused, but the Crown had her messed up good. "Leave now." There was determination in her voice.

Dean looked as he was sizing her up and said. "Nooo." His speech was slurred pretty bad.

Great he was calling her bluff and on top of that he was drunk.

Jo forced herself to stand steady.

"You walked away from me, not the other way around." "And now I find out you've been shadowing me since Dad put me on my own." "Your twisted." Dean spread sexy smile across his face. "Good thing I like twisted."

"Yeah, Dean that's it, poor Jo's following you around pinning for you." "Don't flatter yourself asshole." "I've had enough."

"He was stupid to think I could do this with out you finding out." Jo mumbled as she walked away from Dean.

Dean raised and eyebrow but it didn't really register to what she had just said.

Jo started undressing. She just wanted to pass out and forget him.

A chill went down her spine, she felt fingertips run down her bare arm. A nibble on her ear. Her body went hot. She heard the door close behind her. Dean ran his hands over her. Jo whimpered as Dean bit down on the hollow of her neck running his tongue over her skin. She turned looking into his eyes, trying to make sure she wasn't dreaming. He felt so good. Jo watched as he unbuttoned his shirt.

"Dean, please don't do this." "There are things... you don't know..." Dean caressed her cheek. "You referring to Sam taking you to bed or stalking me?"

"Your punishing me."

Dean smiled a wide grin at her.

"No sweetheart, I wanted to give you a birthday present."

Dean started to unbutton his pants. Jo panicked backing up. "No, no..you don't understand."

Dean paused at the third button. "Explain it to me then."

Jo started to cry. "I was so lonely...but walking away, I didn't have a choice." Jo knew no matter what she said he had already made his mind up and by the looks of things it wasn't going to be good.

Dean was shaking with rage now. He had held it in when Sam had spilled his guts, telling him he had taken advantage of Jo's mental state. Dean knew Sammy was covering for Jo and he was tired of it. When he got done with her, she would forget Sam's name. And then he would walk away exacting some revenge for her breaking his heart.

Dean strode towards her, he could see her eyes were sad. Dean ignored the warning in his head. Jo tried to get around him but he pinned her to the wall. His eyes glittered. "Tell me you don't want me Jo."

Jo couldn't form the words. She turned her away from him. She was damned either way. Dean held her hands above her head and ran his hand down curve of her waist. Dean starting kissing down her neck, tears spilled over. Dean felt the tears, it cooled his desire.

Then he heard her say "Sam." Her voice full of emotion.

Dean's self control snapped, was she trying to get him to strangle her by saying his name. He let go of her suddenly. Jo didn't have the power to stand anymore, she slid the floor crying.

Dean turned to find his little brother standing there, his face broken. Dean picked up his shirt and started to walk around him. Sam caught his arm. "Wait, we all need to talk." Dean pulled loose. "No Sam we don't" Dean kept walking.

Sam followed him out of the bedroom, he hated leaving Jo there but he had to make Dean listen.

"Dean!"

Dean turned around then. "What Sammy, what is so important now."

"Dad made her walk away from you, and he had her track you." "She reports to him directly." "She doesn't have a choice." "Dad wanted you safe, so he sent Jo to make sure you'd stayed that way."

"Bullshit!" "Sam, if Dad had sent her for that reason, then she would have been tracking you, not me."

"Dean, why do you think that?"

"Because Sammy Dad loves you the most, it's always about you." "And apparantly she does to."

"Your wrong Dean." "Here take Jo's journal and read it."

Sam left Dean standing there holding the journal to go check on Jo. He had caused this mess, he loved her so much. He had been an idiot, he should have known what Dean would do.

Sam found Jo and the carpet crying. He tried to comfort but she only cried harder.