We're just gonna keep these good vibes going!

In no particular order:

Shazza19 - Welcome again! Yay! You're all caught up!

Deangirl1996 - Thanks! I'm so happy you're enjoying it! I'm excited to see what it's leading to as well LOL.

Long Live BRUCAS - Was it really just a migraine? Hm... And I'm having so much fun writing Lisa and Dean's story so I'm glad to hear you like it.

Kathy - Here is some more explanation (hopefully) about what happened between Sam and Jo!

On with the show! (sorry it's dialogue-heavy this one)


"ME AND JO!?" Dean asked, standing in the middle of his mom's kitchen. "Gross!" he said, followed by fake gagging.

Mary sat at the table and stared at her son quizzically. "So nothing's going there that we need to know about?" she asked, taking a sip of her coffee.

"Fuck no!" Fake gag. "It's Jo!" More fake gagging.

Mary stood up, rolling her eyes at him being dramatic as she walked over. "Oh, stop that!" she said, smacking him in the arm. "Your brother's still asleep upstairs, you know."

"This is what you called me over here for!?" Dean asked, still distressed. "To ask me if I'm hooking up with Jo!?"

"I didn't say that."

"You implied it!"

"I just wanted to see what you knew," Mary shrugged. She grabbed a mixing bowl from under the counter. "Get milk, butter, and eggs from the fridge, please."

Dean scoffed. He walked over to the fridge and opened the door. "Yeah, well, I didn't know. She just showed up at the shop after closing the other day and asked me to tune up her car."

"Did you?"

"What was I gonna do? You can't exactly tell the girl no."

"I need to figure out how I'm going to tell your brother," Mary said. Dean set the items on the counter and Mary started measuring out dry ingredients. "Why'd they stop being friends? Do you even know what happened between them?"

Dean laughed. "Oh yeah."

"Are you going to tell me?"

"Oh no." Dean threw his hands up. "Sorry. I'm not breaking little-brother-big-brother-confidentiallity."

Mary sighed. She dumped everything into the mixing bowl and handed it to him. "What did she do? Break his heart or something?"

Dean made a face.

Mary's jaw dropped. "No! She did?"

"I'm pretty sure there's a bit more to it than that, but yes," Dean sheepishly admitted, stirring the ingredients.

"When did this happen?"

Dean shrugged. "I don't know. Back when they were still in high school, I think? It was around the same time Lisa and I broke up."

Mary scoffed in awe. "I can't believe I didn't know."

"How could you not?" Dean asked confused. "He talked about her all the time." Dean turned on his best teenage Sam impression. "Jo's so pretty. Jo's so smart. Jo told the funniest joke. Jo's coming over; how do I look?" Dean laughed at himself. "My god, it was so obvious he liked her."

Mary bit her lip. "He never told me all that."

Dean sighed, feeling guilty. "Come on Mom, I'm sure he was embarrassed. I didn't tell you about my relationships either."

Mary laughed. "No, you just showed up one day announcing that one of them was pregnant," she teased.

"Exactly!" Dean joked back.

Mary took a deep breath. "Well, it was so long ago, I'm sure it'll be fine. I just hope they can go back to being friends again."

Dean looked down at the bowl. "Does this look mixed enough?"

Mary took a peek. "Looks great! My little sous chef." Dean blushed as Mary turned the stovetop on and dug out the biggest pan in the kitchen. "Go find your dad and ask him if he wants any."

Dean happily jogged upstairs. "Dad!" he called. He turned the corner to go to the master when he ran into a wet Sam in the hallway.

"Sorry," Sam mumbled out of habit.

"Hey! You're alive!" Dean cheered.

Sam snorted. "Enough to at least take a shower."

"Mom's making pancakes downstairs if you want any."

"I could eat," Sam said shrugging. He held up a towel he was carrying and rubbed it over his hair. "Lemme just put this away," he said, disappearing into the bathroom to throw it in the laundry basket on the floor.

"Dad!" Dean called again, going into the bedroom. "Grub's up! Let's go!"

Sam snuck past downstairs to the kitchen. Mary had already started stacking pancakes on a plate next to the stove. While her back was turned, Sam snuck a small one and took a bite. "Hot!" he said, sticking his burnt tongue back out.

Mary turned around from the outburst and laughed. "That's what you get. Go get a plate like how I raised you, please."

Sam got a stack of plates down from the cabinet, taking one for himself, and throwing a couple pancakes on it. Making sure to grab syrup on the way, he sat down at his spot at the table.

"You must be feeling better," Mary noted.

"I am!" Sam confirmed with a mouthful of pancake. After a couple of days with no appetite, he was starving, needless to say.

The doorbell rang. Still chewing, Sam ran to the front door.

On the other side stood Jo.

It was pretty obvious neither of them were expecting the other.

"Hi," Jo said, breaking out a smile. "I saw Dean's car and realized I forgot to pay him the other day for working on mine."

Sam swallowed mostly food but also nerves. Jo held out a check in an envelope. Sam hesitated but took it from her.

"I'll give it to him," he mumbled.

Jo played with a ring on her fingers. "It's good to see you back too."

Sam let out a laugh. Is it?

"Bye Jo," Sam said, closing the door on her.

"Tell Dean I said thanks!" Jo said before it could latch shut.

Sam bit his lip and inspected the envelope. He turned around to see his entire family standing in the entryway with him. He walked over to Dean and held out the envelope. "Jo says thanks for fixing her car," he said, worried it wasn't coming across as bitter enough. Dean didn't react taking the envelope from him. "I'm going to eat in my room," Sam announced, returning to the kitchen to get his plate and retreating upstairs.


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