I was covered in my own blood, my clothes were ruined (damn you Dean Winchester), I'm pretty sure if salt and holy water get into my system again it's about to get a whole lot uglier, and what little patience I had was gone. I hadn't escaped. Shocking, right? Ha. I was still tied to that godforsaken chair, under that stupid ass devil's trap, in Bobby Singer's godforsaken stupid ass house.

Dean kept, for hours, demanding answers about the apocalypse and my father (not that he knew Lucifer was my father or anything). I got so sick of it that I just shut up. Not only was he so goddamn annoying, but nothing that I said was gonna make him happy. So then suddenly every question, every demand, was met with dead silence. He could go die. Well he didn't like that very much so he took torturing to a whole new level. I'm proud to say I didn't break.

I guess though soon he had gotten tired of my silence, and maybe tired of torturing me, so he went upstairs to grab a beer and brainstorm other ways to make me crack. Sam gave me an almost sympathetic glance before following the douchebag he called a brother. Castiel was left downstairs with me and I was sure as hell he was gonna do so much worse to me that what Dean had done. I was Lucifer's spawn. Castiel wanted my father dead and I was the closest thing to him that Castiel was most likely every going to get.

I eyed the angel in front of me, "So what's it gonna be...slow and painful...or...slow and painful?" He might as well get this over with. Ah shit. I bet my father knew about this. About how the Winchester's were torturing me. Fuck. Bet he was pissed. His daughter failed (him) again. Well it's his own damn fault. He should've done this himself.

"What are you talking about?" The angel's face scrunched up in confusion.

I let out an annoyed sigh. "Oh come on, Castiel. I know you want my dad gone. Who doesn't? The world would be a much better place without him. Safer place I should say. I realize that. I also realize, as you probably do, you won't kill him. He's too smart for you. You won't even get NEAR him. And I'm the closest thing you'll ever get..." I waited for the lightbulb in Castiel's head to turn on. When it did he opened his mouth to say something but I shook my head, "I know what you're going to say but-"

"Tova, Dean wants to send you back to Hell." Alright so I didn't know he was going to say that but I figured as much. I mean Dean wanting to send me back to daddy and all. "But-" foosteps on the stairs interrupted our conversation. Damn, and I was kind of interested in what he had to say. Now that shits gonna bother me. We looked over to see Dean, Bobby, Sam, and another person walk over and stand right in front of me. I had no choice but to stare at the person, well woman, in front of me. Oh shit. "Why the fuck, how the fuck, are you still alive?!"

Jo Harvelle smirked at me, "Hello Tova. Well I was brought back to life thanks to Castiel here." She pointed her daddy's knife in his direction and I've never hated a person more in my life. Why the hell he would save a bitch like her, a murdering lying bitch, was fucking beyond me. She bent over until we were eye level and said, "Just like old times huh? First time we met, you were strapped to a chair-"

Dean put in, "Kinky."

We all ignored him. "Now here you are again." She straightened up and sighed. "Now, I would like to just sit back and watch as Dean sent you back to hell but...I can't do that." Dean sputtered, "W-What?" Jo nodded, "We need her. As leverage." She laid her hand on his arm, looked into his eyes, and said, "Trust me, Dean." He nodded as if in a daze and that's when I knew. Holy shit. Dean was Jo Harvelle's bitch. Right there I gained a little respect for the bitch. Not Dean the other one.

So if you can't tell already...Jo Harvelle's character in this story isn't gonna be like the one in the tv show. I'm really changing Jo's personality and pretty much everything about her. Her parents are dead, died when she was fifteen on a hunt. She always carries her dad's knife. When she was twenty four (she's twenty six now) she died because of Tova and her sisters, and went to Hell where she was later pulled out by Castiel. Cas dropped her on Bobby's doorstep. She's a bitch but she does have her good moments (very rare but they do exist) and there is some Jo/Dean action going on but it's only temporarily.