Unconditional Love

Chapter 17

Don't own em but luv em.

Jo was sure she had no guts left, her stomach muscle's hurt so damn bad. She looked at the mascara smudged under her eyes. She shook her head, one birthday, one day to forget how bad life sucks. But no, fate if you want to call it that was a constant pain in the ass. Jo couldn't even be mad at Sam or Dean. This was all her fault yet again. She would never learn...play with fire and you'll get burnt. Jo washed her face and looked up again, all traces of the makeup gone. She was done taking orders from anyone, she would do things exactly how she wanted regardless. And maybe she would get lucky and know some peace and happiness before they salted and burned her bones.

After showering she stepped out into the bedroom to find Sam fully dressed laying on the floor snoring. The guy had been up all night with her making sure she didn't choke on her own vomit. She really wanted to kick his ass but instead she bent down and gently shook Sam awake. He sat up instantly trying to focus.

"Calm down, everything is alright."

"I'm going to see your brother, but I want you to get some sleep." "My truck keys are on the table, it's yours." "I'm going to go get my car out of storage after all this anyway so I won't need the truck." "I'm sorry you had to see me like this." "I'll meet your at the house in a week." "Take care of yourself Sam."

"Jo, I'm sorry, I didn't mean for things to happen like this."

Jo smiled at him. "Don't worry about it Sammy, this is the small shit they tell you not to worry about." "You and me are good, that will never change, regardless."

Sammy smiled showing his dimples. "You and Dean are so much a like it's frigging scary."

"Well use your imagination because I'm going to pull a Dean Winchester that tops all others."

"Need any help?"

"Naw, I got this, get some sleep." "I love you Sammy, forever." Jo leaned in and kissed Sammy thoroughly.

"You know Jo, you could stay here with me."

"That would take all the fun out of it." She ruffled his hair like he was sixteen again.

Ooo

Jo found the impala in the parking lot, she flattened one tire just in case. She smirked, he would kill her later for that. Jo tried to remain inconspicuous picking the lock on the door. If things were in her favor, Dean would still be passed out, if she was quick he would be immobilized and therefor would have to deal with her. She smiled, thank god for big favors. Dean was laying across the bed knocked out. She locked the door and pulled the chair close. She manured his big frame into the chair but just barley. He started to wake up as he heard the first click of the hand cuffs. He started to move but Jo was faster. Dean was mad very mad and his hangover wasn't helping. He tested the chair, damn thing was solid. He let out an exasperated sigh.

"Joanna, you better let me out of these cuffs now, because if wait any longer, I'm going to spank your ass good and proper with my belt."

Jo tried to suppress a smile. "You won't be smiling when I get done with you, let me go now."

Dean's voice was all authoritative. Jo frowned slightly, she hated this but she knew how stubborn he was so, this is the way it had to be.

"You ruined my one night of fun." "I'm tired of you always getting your way."

"Getting my way!" "Your joking right, or are you still drunk?"

"I'm sober Dean, and yes you get your way to much."

"Ok I'll bite, how the hell do you figure that?" "Please explain it to me."

"Sammy and I always do what you want, you lead we follow."

Dean's jaw tightened at the mention of Sam. He was still highly pissed at Sam. "Did Sammy send you to do this." "That's frigging funny, my brother who outweighs you by at least a hundred pounds..."

"Sam didn't send me, he had no idea I was going to take out some revenge on you." "If he knew, he would have never let me." "He would be to afraid of what you would do." "But ya know Dean I don't give a shit anymore."

Dean started laughing now, the whole scene was hilarious. Jo taking out revenge. He laughed harder. "What you going to do sweetheart, talk me to death?" He busted into more laughter.

Jo walked over to the door and hung a do not disturb sign on the door, locked it then went to the radio o n the table and switched it on just in case. Then she started taking her jacket off. Dean's eyes narrowed, all the humor was gone now as he watched Jo trying to figure what she was up to. Jo stared blankly across the room at the far room, if she ever made eye contact she wouldn't be able to do this.

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