[JO BETH HARVELLE]

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What I've Done
In this fairwell
theres no alibi, cause I've drawn regret, from the truth of a thousand lies
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text "SO LET MERCY COME and wash away what I've done, I'll face myself,
"TO CROSS OUT WHAT I'VE BECOME"erase myself, and let go of what I've done"put to rest" what you thought of me while I clean this slate "with the hands of uncertainty" so let mercy come and wash away what I've done.
"for what I've done" Driving, that's all that Jo had been doing for the past week, driving to no where, Getting nowhere with this damn case. She couldn't even get a hold of Bobby. No doubt he was helping her with some case or something. Whatever. She muttered to herself, as she drove her truck. The truck was something her mother had given to her. To try and keep her safe at least. But it was nothing but trouble. Least in her eyes. She groaned as she saw the smoke coming from the bonnet. Fan freaking tastic. She groaned to herself.

She parked the truck just outside a local bar. Good thing she wasn't too far from civilization. Sighing she kicked the beast of a truck as she got out of it. Leaving the door unlocked. Well hey you never know when you might leave in a hurry right? Swinging her back around her shoulder, fiddling with her knife for a bit before slipping it into her pocket, she walked along the gravel stones towards the old bar. It looked almost like the roadhouse. Great. So this a hunters bar? She quirked her left eyebrow with interest. Dusty, cobwebs. Her kind of place. She chuckled as she kicked the door open. The place was old alright, she marveled at the cobwebs. But the place was busy. That was so random. A busy bar, and the town only twenty minutes away. Geez, even the roadhouse on a Saturday night didn't do as great as that. Something was going down and she didn't know what but she'd definetly find out.

"Sorry sorry. I like making an entry." She chuckled, not caring if no one was listening. She walked up to the bar, wearing her normal outfit of tight fitted jeans and black tank top and ordered a beer. "Come on, we don't have all day sparky." She laughed. Okay so she was unusually happy. Her truck was broken down, outside, she needed a ride somewhere. But how? She sat on the barstool, and nodded flipping out some money for the bartender, as she flipped out her cell phone. Okay so Bobby would be out of range, but who next? She sipped on her beer, and grumbled. "Stupid Truck." She thought to herself, then had the feeling she was being watched. She wasn't sure by who. This was a hunter bar right?

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[SAM WINCHESTER]

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Sam hated teh fact that bobby and Dean had gone of on some ubber secret mission and left him behind. well technically Sam had snuck of on an ubber secret mission and Teh room had been empty when he got back but still. he only just got Den back and now he was off galavanting over the country side with Bobby of all people.

Sam downed the last of teh whiskey from his glass and ordered another. two other already empty glasses sat in front of him. he wasnt drunk. not really he just had a happy buz.

Whe nthe door banged open his winchester relfexes kicked in and he glanced at the person entering. His breath caught in his throat when he realised it was Jo. he hadn't sen her since that thing with Meg and well he had tried to kill her. the yhad been in touch on the phone and by text but he hadn't actually seen her since that night.

Sam thought abut calling out to her and getting her to sit with him but he figured she probably wouldnt want to. when she plonke d her self down at the bar he was almost direcltly opposite her on teh other side of the bar.

When she looked up he waved and smiled

[JO BETH HARVELLE]

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What I've Done
In this fairwell
theres no alibi, cause I've drawn regret, from the truth of a thousand lies
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text "SO LET MERCY COME and wash away what I've done, I'll face myself,
"TO CROSS OUT WHAT I'VE BECOME"erase myself, and let go of what I've done"put to rest" what you thought of me while I clean this slate "with the hands of uncertainty" so let mercy come and wash away what I've done.
"for what I've done"

Sam? Was that Sam? Where the hell was Dean? She looked up after realizing she was being watched. She waved back sheepishly. She hadn't seen Sam in awhile, not since he was possessed by Meg Masters. Not that Jo had realized that at the time, it was when Dean sprayed holy water on him that Jo then realized. She felt dumb in believing it was actually Sam. All those hurtful words. Him telling her Dean would look at her as nothing but a school girl, and then mentioning her father which hurt her most of all. She swallowed hard. It was all coming back, but in a way, she knew Sam cared about her She just didn't know how much.

She grabbed the bottle and walked over to where he was sitting. "Now there's a sight for sore eyes. Good to see you Sam." She put the bottle on the bench, and gave him a warm hug. It was good to see him, it was good to see her friends, it had been awhile and she'd been on adventure after adventure, ignoring calls from her mother to come back, Jo liked it back at Duluth, where she worked part time as a bartender.

"So where's Dean? Lost in his Impala?" She smirked, Dean loved that car, and it was weird not seeing Sam and Dean together. Something bad must of happened along the way, she wasn't sure what. But she'd find out eventually. She sat down on the stool after letting him go. Course she'd want to sit down with Sam, he was a friend, and she wanted to know if he was okay or not.

"Next drinks on me." She said winking at him. He was different to Dean. Least Sam had a heart. Even if Dean called Sam a sissy sometimes. Sam had emotions, he cared about people, he cared about her. She could see it every time Sam looked at her. "So uh..." She wondered if she should bring up Meg Masters again. "Sam.. I forgive you about the whole Meg Masters thing. I don't want you ever feeling guilty about that what so ever okay? Promise me?" she asked as she looked at him hoping he would. "Cause you were possessed okay. I mean... all that you said wasn't true. You know the whole I could be more to you and shit right?" She was remembering it like it was yesterday.

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[SAM WINCHESTER]

Jo came over and hugged him he could smell her pefume or maybe it was her shampoo but it was really pretty like lilac's. She sat at the table and offered to by the nextround Sam: contemplated saying no coz he had already had a few but he figured one more would'nt hurt.

I forgive you

He glanced downat teh glass in his hand and twirled between his fingers. feeling bad that he hadn't been able to stop meg from hurting Jo. fully aware of all the things Meg ahd said to her.

I mean... all that you said wasn't true. You know the whole I could be more to you and shit right?"

It was the demon talking Jo i would never deliberatly hurt you. Im sorry i should have.....

he let himself trail off nto wanting to think aobut the meg incident if he could help it. he still had the scar of teh devils lock on his arm..

YOu know what im buying the next round

sam got the barteneder to bring a four shots of tequila. and he drank his two in quick succession.

Haha you need to catch up!

[JO BETH HARVELLE]

She nodded, she knew that Sam wasn't like Dean. Sam would never do anything to deliberately hurt someone. Not that Dean ever would either, but Dean would totally kick ass. "I know that Sam. I just... I haven't seen you in all that time. I know that we keep in touch and all I miss you." She said softly. Looking at him, tilting her head to the side, he looked kinda drunk. "Sam are you... drunk?" She glanced up, finally catching on.

Tequila usually went to her head rather quickly. "Sam tequila and me is a bad combination." She sighed, nodding as she looked at him. "Fine." She looked at the shots, and quickly downed the two slamming the shot glasses on the table. She clicked her fingers and got the bartender to pour two more. "It's been a rough night. My truck is stuffed." She sighed. Which was one of the reasons she was here in the first place.

"So how come no Dean?" she asked, feeling the tequila rush to her head already. She had to steady herself. Getting drunk with Sam might not be a good idea, but to her, she didn't mind so much. It was the after affects that bothered her a little. "Sam... this isn't such a good idea. Me and you getting drunk anything could happen." She decided maybe to order the bottle. "One bottle, and four more shot glasses." She smirked, "But life's short. So stuff it." She grinned happily at him. She didn't care if she had a hang over in the morning.

[SAM WINCHESTER]

{i]Sam are you... drunk?"[/i]

NO he wasn't drunk it was called a happy buz there was a difference. and besides he could drink alot more before he fell down. So he definaltey wasnt fall down drunk. coz he wasnt going to fall down. or at least he was pretty sure he wasnt going to an besides hewas sitting down so he was n't very likely to fall.

Nah Jo im good i just i guess im tired. its been hard since dean came back you know.

So how come no Dean?"

he and bobby are trying to figure out what Castiel is still. and After what happend to pamela dean doesnt want me there!

Wayward Sons came on the juke box snd Sam decided he didnt want to be in teh bar anymore.He could listen that sort of music when he was with his brother and since he wasnt with his brother he didnt have to stay in the bar and listen. his hotel room was just across teh parking lot, but he wasnt quite ready to stop drinking.

Hey Jo want to get a bottle of somehting and go drink it in my hotel room?

[JO BETH HARVELLE]

She could only imagine. She was still not happy about the fact that she wasn't even told about the deal. Sure she would of done everything she could to stop it right? She knew that, and he knew that. "You know if you had of told me about Dean's deal? I would of given myself up." She was stating the obvious here. "I bet it has been hard Sam. I mean, he's back, and all. Its great, but yeah be pretty weird. I haven't seen him since he came to the rescue." She sighed as she poured more shots, she downed two more.

"And then what play REO Speedwagon in the motel room?" She laughed at her own joke and smirked at Sam. He was definetly drunk. But the motel room sounded better then staying here. In this rusted out bar. "Well I got tequila right here. What about a shot challenge? The winner gets to kiss the first girl they see." She chuckled as she looked at him. Okay so the shots were getting to her head.

"Sounds good Sam. Lets ditch this joint." She wondered if Sam could actually walk or not once he got up. She was feeling a little drunk herself. She wasn't even walking straight. She laughed as she hopped off her stool almost toppling over. "Lead the way soldier." She hiccuped a little as she looked at him, standing near him she felt quite short.

[SAM WINCHESTER]

SAm kinda felt bad that Dean wouldn't let him tell Jo about the deal. Dean had said no point in getting others involved and besides Dean had'nt even been willing to fightback until it was too late becasue breaking the deal meant Sammy would die.

Sammy would have much prefered to be dead than have to have lived without his brother again for so long. so he completely understood why Jo would offer to go in Dean's place. he wondered if she still had feelings for his brother.

What about a shot challenge? The winner gets to kiss the first girl they see

Sam laughed at that he could jsut picture Jo kiisng some random chick in the bar or maybe he could kiss her. that would probably be really nice.he decided that those were probalby thoughts that were better kept to himslef. Unlike Dean Sam didnt have to say evrything he thought.

Lead the way soldier."

Sam reached out to catch Jo as she stumbled and almost topled over himself. he giggled and walked toward the exit he pushed on teh door and it wouldnt open he tried the otherside and it wouldnt open either.

A guy near them pointed out the sign that said pull on either door. Sam looked at jo again and giggled before pulling teh door open and exiting the building.

[JO BETH HARVELLE]

Jo shook her head at Sam, and laughed. "Woah okay thats what I get for not eating all day. Im getting drunk a lot quicker." She groaned. She could feel the headache coming on but she will not falter. She couldn't. She bit hard on her bottom lip as she looked at Sam. She often wondered if he meant what he said about how he could be more to her. But that was while he was possessed so does that count at all?

She glanced at Sam as he held her and walked outside, once outside she leaned on the wall. "Sam? Where we going?" She started to feel a bit dizzy feeling the effects of the alcohol she was definetly drunk. But she didn't care really if she was going to be with Sam while drunk she rather Sam to Dean any day.

"Got a room?" She asked, just wanting to more then anything lie down at this point. "Oh right, I made a challenge." She looked at the bottle and skulled some more before handing it to Sam. "Here." She hiccuped as she said it. Biting hard on her bottom lip. "Sam?" She quirked her left eyebrow, as she slipped her arm around his waist, for better grip of course.

[SAM WINCHESTER]

Jo leaned against the wall of the bar and Sam leaned next to her. He was probably maybe a little tipsy but not drunk. he took the bottle from jo and took a long drink from it. then he Stood and headed across teh carpark for the hotel.

Jo slipped her arm around his waist and he put his arm across her shoulders. they handed teh bottle back and forth as they crossed the car park and by time they had reached the hotel room it was empty. Sam lobbedit over his houlder and it smashed into peices on the concrete behind him.

He laughed but hurried Jo to the door struggling to get his key out of his pocket. he pulled the key and his hand out of his pocket and the key fell to the ground. Both Sam and Jo leant forward to retrieve them andtheir heads came together with a louod CLUNK. Sam grabbed the keys and then stood rubbing his forehead and laughing

Ow its not funny.

Sam stuck the key in the lock and opened the door. then he picked Jo up and threw her over his shoulder and carried her into the room. Sam closed the door with her still over his shoulder and then put her bakc on her feet with her back gainst the closed door. Still laughing he leaned an arm on either side of Jo against the door .

I havent had this much fun in well ever

he looked at Jo and smiled She realy was pretty and it sucked that she liked Dean. Suddenly Sam decided that it didnt matter coz he wanted to so he did. leaning Foward he kissed Jo on the lips.