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Hello Again / Closed

@babypiefamily

Just another night in the dingy bar she worked in. A down and out dive bar it was, on a back road barely anyone took. Jo had been here for the past 5 years, since the night she first fell. Pete the owner found her laying on the ground in front of the bar, and the rest is history. She lived above the bar, which was simple. The same drunks every night, random people stopped by but most were lost and directions were all that was needed. Pouring a beer for one of the regulars the bell attached to the door rang. Turning her head she looked over, her breath caught in her chest gasping softy.

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"Are you okay?"

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“Hm? Oh um, yeah…Yeah I’ll be fine.” Jess mumbled, brushing her hair from her face and forcing a smile, “I’m fine Jo, thanks for asking.”

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Pete’s Place

@improbatus-venandi

It was kind of cryptic, the text she sent to every phone she had remembered belong to The Winchester's. Jo had been back for almost a year, she had tried the numbers before with no luck. I her line of work sometimes you ran into people and hear things. That’s how she got the last five numbers she had sent the text to. [text]: Please believe me on this but it’s Jo. Meet me at Pete’s Place in Nebraska at 9pm on Saturday. Pete’s Place is the bar she has worked in since coming back so if some creeper showed up her name was Sara and she had never heard of the girl. But if Sam or Dean showed up she would know she isn’t alone in the world. So here she was on a Saturday night working as usual, serving a few drinks to some random regulars Pete’s wasn’t really a hopping place. Looking over at the clock on the wall it was ten minutes till nine and her stomach started to twist and turn. Leaning over she grabbed a bottle of whiskey pouring it in a glass she filed it halfway and downed it herself.

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Hello There // closed

@dcrkgrace Her boots crunched over sticks and dead leaves, Jo was just hoping bones wouldn't be the next thing that cracked. She had been working the job of a missing hiker for two days now and this was the first time she got to look around the woods. About six miles from the road she knew night would be falling soon and it would be about time to call it quits. Looking around mostly out of frustration she decided to turn around and make her way back. After a bit she felt like someone was following her, and not knowing what made the hiker missing sparked her senses even more. Slowly reaching into her pocket she pulled a knife out and hold it tightly in her hand as she kept walking. When the sticks cracked behind her she stopped and turned around slowly, eyes darting around her. "Heather?" She called hoping it was the missing girl.

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Boys in Blue // closed

@redemptivexheroics

Face contorted as she flared her nostrils Jo closed her eyes as she walked looking like someone who has never tried before. It had been a couple of years since she had to put on the itchy fed clothes. A black paint suit that fit snug with a white button downed shirt wasn’t the problem. It was the dumb ass heals and too tight jacket that made her uncomfortable. Shaking her head and trying to shake the feeling off of her she made her way under the caution tape exposing her fake badge to those in blue who questioned her.

This job was going to be a hard one, she had been tracking a group of demons across the plains following them here to Phoenix. Jo had taken ou at least three of them along the way leaving four left. Now what made her job even harder now was the fact that the body laying a few feet in front of her was a police officer and she was sure the real Feds were right behind her. She needed to act quick and find out the information and be well along her way before they showed up. Looking around she tucked her hair behind her ear. “Who’s in charge around here?”

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