Jan 9, 2015
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xharvelle replied to your post “Sam/Jo”
YAY! I'm always happy to find others that ship it! I honestly think that Sam was jealous of Jo's attention towards Dean and it came out a little when he was all demonfied and attacked Jo to get to Dean.
Omg yesyesYES! I think the exact same thing! I just, there was a lot that I felt was unexplored between them, and you see a bunch of little things in the background but they got so little time on screen together, especially alone. And I just x.x
A Hunting Meeting
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Dean leaned against the hood of his car, waiting for Jo to get out of her motel room. They'd ended up in the same town on the same trail and it didn't make sense for them to try and out do each other, instead he'd suggested they work together. He'd missed her, and was glad to have run into her. Even more glad they'd be spending time together working on this hunt.
Breakfast first though, to give them some time to go over and share the research. Make sure they were both on the same page, so he can get moving on the actual hunt. He just hoped that she'd be out soon.
#1 With a Bullet || Dean and Jo
Dean was human. Well, he’d died and been resurrected so many times that he hoped he was still human. Nevertheless, he still bled like a human.
Which is what he was doing right now. Bleeding.
Profusely.
From a bullet wound meant for Jo.
He still found it strange that vampires were firing guns. They had super strength, super speed…not to mention those damn shark teeth…
And yet, the bastards had shot him.
“Fuck,” he grumbled under his breath, pressing down on the wound in his shoulder to try and stem the flow of blood. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” The curses came out like a litany as he slung himself into the front seat of the Impala. Tossing the keys at the blonde beside him, he growled out, “Drive, and don’t scratch her. Motel’s around the corner.”
He would have been more polite, but the pain was eating away at what little patience he had left. Someone had come after Jo. That someone was going to burn for it…. Provided he didn’t bleed to death first.
Dean and Jo for ship thing?
who’s the cuddler: Jo
who makes the bed: Jo
who wakes up first: Dean or Jo it all depends
who has the weird taste in music: Dean
who is more protective: Dean
who sings in the shower: Jo
who cries during movies: Jo
who spends the most while out shopping:
who kisses more roughly: Jo
who is more dominate: Debatable (Both?)
my rating of the ship from 1-10: 10 (Chestervelle!)
"How do you feel about Jo?"
"She…she’s the only person that really gets it, ya know? I come home covered in blood, sweat, and god only knows what else, and she gets it.” Dean shifted uncomfortably in his chair, not really too keen on talking feelings with someone he was about to kill. Still, the vampire was pretending to be interested, so he was going to play along. “Do I love her? Is that what you want to know? Yeah… I do. Probably always have. She…she’s one of a kind. And if I had any sort of right to an ‘apple pie’ life, she’d be the one. But I don’t…everyone knows how my story is gonna end. Ain’t no way in hell I’m dragging her down with me.”