Title: What Was and What May Possibly Be?
A Dean/Jo Supernatural Story
This is an alternate universe fanfiction and is based on the storyline premise and monster from the "What Is and What Will Never Be" episode of season two! This author is in no way associated with the writers and/or producers of the Supernatural show and all characters belong to the awesome Eric Kripke and his associates. No copyright infringement is intended.
The story is told in the first person from the POV of Jo Harvelle.
Chapter Three: Lil' Sammy
The family embrace ends as quickly as it began and I pull myself together enough to wipe the shocked look off my face. Dean must have noticed something was off though because I hear him saying to the boy "Ok Sammy. Now that you've delievered your birthday kiss, why don't you finish helping Bobby make a yummy breakfast for your mom eh?"
I start at the mention of the boy's name aloud. Then glance under his chin to see the matching necklace to my own hanging around his neck. If he's Sammy, then where the hell is the real Sam or Big Sam or whatever...this is so confusing?
"But I have to give mommy her present," Lil' Sammy argues.
"Did you remember to wrap it?" Dean asks him.
"Whoops!" Sam replies looking sheepish and wearing an expression that I know I've seen many times on his father's face before.
"It's ok Sammy. I don't mind if it's not wrapped," I manage to say to the boy.
"All the same," Dean continues, "I bet you'd like to see your mom unwrap your present. So why don't you go down stairs and ask Bobby to help you ok? Tell him the birthday paper is on my desk in the den."
"Ok Daddy! Be back soon mommy," Sammy says and then kisses me again. This time on the cheek before he flies out of the bedroom with the door slamming behind him.
"Sam! Don't slam the door," Dean scolds.
A muffled "sorry dad" can be heard as his footsteps disappear down the hallway.
Dean turns his now concerned eyes to me and asks "Are you ok Jo?"
"What do mean?" I reply.
"It's just you seemed...off when Sammy came in. Like you were surprised to see him and not like you've fed him breakfast every morning for the past 4 years."
"Wow, he's four. I didn't think...what I mean is...he's so beautiful," I stammer.
"Yeah he really is," Dean agrees but continues his questioning. "Why do I feel like this is the first time you've laid eyes on our son Jo?" Dean inquires.
I could lie. Hell I should lie. He's going to think I'm crazy but I know I can't keep this pretense up any longer. Especially from Dean, my husband who's still sitting next to me naked in "our" bed and has this worried look on his beautiful face. So I take a deep breath and tell the truth.
"Because it is. Dean this is going to sound crazy but yesterday I was a lone 21 year old hunter fighting a demon called a Djinn. You and I were barely friends. You and your brother Sam were off fighting for your own cause and now...well I'm here. Married to you, loved by you and a mother to our son who's named after your brother who I gather is not here at this house so I'm sorry if I'm a little shell shocked," I tried desperately to explain.
Dean says nothing at first. He just stares back at me as if trying to figure out what to say. It doesn't take him long however to come up with "Why the hell were you fighting a damn Djinn alone Jo? Don't you know what those evil genies are capable of?"
"You sound like my mother."
"Yeah well we don't agree on much her and I, but you not putting yourself in unnecessary danger is one of them."
"I'm starting to get that Djinn's are dangerous now but all of this Dean...it doesn't seem so evil."
"Well that's good I guess. I'd be a little offended if my wife were repulsed by me!"
"Hardly" is my retort to which he smiles at me genuinely.
"I don't really know what to say about what you've just told me Jo other than I believe you. I guess what I mean is that I believe that you think all of this is not real but babe I gotta tell you that it is."
"How do you know for sure Dean?" I ask him. "You said it yourself. Djinns are dangerous and we don't know exactly what their powers can do. Well at least in this reality we don't but I'm pretty sure the Winchester brothers back in my world do since they ran into one of these before. Maybe I should have listened to my mother and called them for help on my hunt."
"Now that really doesn't sound like my Jo...listening to your mom's advice!" Dean teases me. Then he suddenly looks sad and I can't help but run my fingers softly against his cheek. He leans into my touch like we've done this a hundred times before.
"I'm sorry if I've upset you Dean," I begin to say but he interupts me.
"It's not the Djinn thing Jo. I mean not only that. It's just"...he pauses. "I guess I don't hear anyone say the Winchester brothers much anyone. Not for a long time.
"Dean...I'm sorry that I have to ask but where is Sam?" I question cautiously.
"He's dead Jo. Yellow eyes got to him before I could end it. I was too late to save him because he'd already sacrificed himself to save me. I wish he could've met Lil' Sammy. God they're so much alike. Who'd have thought I'd have a book worm for a son eh? I guess he gets his smarts from you," Dean tells me. "Look, we'll figure this out. Why you can't remember yourself in this reality. But it is real Jo and I'll do whatever I can to convince you of that."
And with that heartfelt confession, Dean kisses me. It's one of those all encompassing kisses that's full of emotion. The good kinds, like love and passion and trust. I let myself go in his kiss and just start to relax when all of a sudden I am overcome with the urge to vomit. I break away from Dean and rush to the small room off our bedroom that I assume correctly is our bathroom. Once inside, I heave the contents of my stomach into the toilet. Dean has followed behind me and is now gallantly holding my hair back until I'm done. What the hell is wrong with me now?
"Oh crap Jo. I never thought to tell you. I mean you're probably wondering why you woofed your cookies but well you've been doing that off and on for about a month now cause we're uh...well what I mean is...you're pregnant!"
Seeing my stunned expression looking up at him, Dean smiles sheepishly and says "Is that real enough for you?".
End Chapter Three.
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