[ he wasn't going to do this at first, too busy with sam's disappearance to worry about others, but jo had... quite possibly saved him by showing up when his dumb ass had been looking for things to patch himself up with, never mind that she'd ended up cleaning out the wound-- and of course, not to mention she'd gone off to look for sam for him only to end up getting hurt. and yes, he knows about that, goddamn it jo. at first he'd been angry, she'd ended up in the same mess as him... because of him, but at the end of the day, there were way too many other people and things to be mad at than her. ]
How're you holding up?
[ he hasn't had time to visit, but this is something, right? ]
[ The text was unexpected, and Jo actually had to sit and stare at it for some time before it actually sunk in. Genetics Lab Incident or no, she never expected Dean to be the...checking-in type. Even though she's thought about checking in on him more than just a few times since then. With Sam still missing, she could only imagine where his head must be, but...
Well. Giving him some space seemed like the best option. Not to mention she didn't really want to face him after all her talk and ending up back in that medbay, with a bite just as bad as his. It was embarrassing and a hit to her pride and she just. Didn't want to deal with his talk about how she shouldn't have gone out at all. So she's been kind of avoiding him, spending a lot of her time walking the ship, learning the more populated floors, and working at Wichita's bar.
Just keeping busy. The text, though, makes her smirk a bit to herself, before she finally pulls out her device and answers. ]
Not bad, actually.
[ Which really isn't bad. Nightmares of her death plague her from time to time, but each time she wakes up and has to remind herself it was just a dream. She's alive. Scar and all to prove it. ]
[ not much for checking up, no, but if there's any reason to now, or any person left worth it, it's jo. he feels, in some part, that because he wasn't paying attention, didn't check up on sam enough, that's why he's gone now, lost somewhere in the darkest hallways of the ship, or even worse. and while he's still searching -- will be until he finds him -- what jo had done...
well. he could have lost her again, so easily, so soon after she's been granted this second, twisted chance at life.
he's surprised when his communicator beeps, but for entirely different reasons than she might have been at his message. the signal's a mess where he is right now, and dean had been half sure the message wouldn't even go through if he's honest. ]
Heard you ended up in the same mess. [ you didn't think he wasn't gonna mention it, did you? ]
Up and about. [ and has been for a quite some days now. it's about as good as things get anyway, right? ]
[ Maybe she's grown reckless, now that's she's passed that point. Died and come back. Maybe because she's crossed that line, it's not as hard to jump into the fire, to know she's going with Dean out into god knows where to find Sam. To know that if Dean got hurt, couldn't do it himself, she had to do it for him. She died once for the Winchesters, so what's it a second time, right?
Right?
There's a part of Jo that realizes just how fucked up that all is, but what's she going to do about it? Try and start caring now? ]
Lasted longer than you did.
[ More like she was waiting for the speech. The 'I have to be the protective one' set-up he always gets when her mother isn't around. He's got no one to report to, though, so it's interesting that he's still so worried. ]
Haven't seen you around. [ Not that she's been looking, because she's actually been avoiding, but it's still something. Granted, if she really wanted to stick close to him, she could have moved to his floor. Like Cas mentioned. She's just been enjoying the quiet. ]
despite himself, he snorts quietly at her answer. if the attitude shines through text, things should be fairly okay, he figures. still, don't think he doesn't plan on keeping an eye on her after he finds sam. she might not like it, and there might not be an ellen to scare him into making sure jo is okay, but this place, this space ship that's crawling with mysteries dean's not all too eager to solve, it's fucking dangerous. maybe not on par with the freaking apocalypse, but it can just as easily snatch them away, snuff them out, as it's proved. ]
Could have avoided the whole thing, too. [ can you imagine the look that goes with that? but no speeches from him today.
the next part he almost ignores. he knows he hasn't been around, hasn't seen much of anyone let alone jo. but it's not so much out of wanting to ignore people, there are just more important things to be done. ]
Been busy. [ it's true enough. ]
Anyway, stay outta trouble. [ he doesn't need more to worry about. ]
And maybe she'll be able to understand it, a little better, when it starts to sink in that Sam's gone. When they go into the pods and go through the next jump and she hears the stories about everyone dies if they're not inside. How she'll have to be forced back in there, fighting, because of the memories it brings back. The associations it brings. Maybe, when they wake up and Dean's looking for his brother, she'll accept it a little easier. Let him check up on her as much as he wants.
Within reason. ]
Little late for that, don't you think? [ Don't start with her now, Dean, because she doesn't regret it. Won't. Rant all you want but it won't change anything.
She frowns a bit at his response, shifting where she's leaning against the wall of the bar. Not sure how she should feel about those texts, about what Dean's probably doing. ]
Doing what?
[ Talk to her. Say something. Even if she knows it's futile. Even if she knows exactly what he's doing, exactly what he'll say. ]
[ dean dreads the jump. quietly, it's something clawing inside of him, and he knows when it comes and goes, if sam isn't there... he's not sure if that'll confirm anything in a certain direction, only that sam isn't safe with him. the unknown in this ship is something dangerous, no matter if it's something they see every day, or whatever lurks beyond the unexplored hallways.
a little late, yeah, but he had to try. ] There better not be a next time. [ let him wish.
he knows she knows what he's doing, knows she's not stupid. which is what he ends up texting her, too. ] You know what.
[ Because they both know it's not gonna happen. He can talk as big as he wants, tell her where to go or to stay or to sit and wait, but when it all comes down to it she goes where she wants and does what she wants. Whether or not Dean's okay with that isn't something that concerns her, especially when it's his neck on the line.
If Ellen Harvelle couldn't get Jo to sit and stay, does he really think he can?
But his affirmation doesn't make her feel any better. Not any worse, sure, because she already doesn't like it, but not any better. Jo starts up an answer in her head at the text, asking maybe where he is, if he wants backup, if he just doesn't want to do this alone, but his second text makes her stop. ]
Don't get yourself killed.
[ Because she went back, saw his post before she showed up. About trying to avoid the pods, the jump. She also knows he gets a little reckless, when it involves Sam (she remembers the possession, Dean getting shot) and with him out in the middle of the ship doing god knows what trying to find his brother? Well...
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Date: 2013-03-04 10:35 pm (UTC)How're you holding up?
[ he hasn't had time to visit, but this is something, right? ]
ax » text /yes good perfect.
Date: 2013-03-04 11:30 pm (UTC)Well. Giving him some space seemed like the best option. Not to mention she didn't really want to face him after all her talk and ending up back in that medbay, with a bite just as bad as his. It was embarrassing and a hit to her pride and she just. Didn't want to deal with his talk about how she shouldn't have gone out at all. So she's been kind of avoiding him, spending a lot of her time walking the ship, learning the more populated floors, and working at Wichita's bar.
Just keeping busy. The text, though, makes her smirk a bit to herself, before she finally pulls out her device and answers. ]
Not bad, actually.
[ Which really isn't bad. Nightmares of her death plague her from time to time, but each time she wakes up and has to remind herself it was just a dream. She's alive. Scar and all to prove it. ]
You?
ax » text C:
Date: 2013-03-04 11:58 pm (UTC)leftworth it, it's jo. he feels, in some part, that because he wasn't paying attention, didn't check up on sam enough, that's why he's gone now, lost somewhere in the darkest hallways of the ship, or even worse. and while he's still searching -- will be until he finds him -- what jo had done...well. he could have lost her again, so easily, so soon after she's been granted this second, twisted chance at life.
he's surprised when his communicator beeps, but for entirely different reasons than she might have been at his message. the signal's a mess where he is right now, and dean had been half sure the message wouldn't even go through if he's honest. ]
Heard you ended up in the same mess. [ you didn't think he wasn't gonna mention it, did you? ]
Up and about. [ and has been for a quite some days now. it's about as good as things get anyway, right? ]
ax » text
Date: 2013-03-05 12:23 am (UTC)Right?
There's a part of Jo that realizes just how fucked up that all is, but what's she going to do about it? Try and start caring now? ]
Lasted longer than you did.
[ More like she was waiting for the speech. The 'I have to be the protective one' set-up he always gets when her mother isn't around. He's got no one to report to, though, so it's interesting that he's still so worried. ]
Haven't seen you around. [ Not that she's been looking, because she's actually been avoiding, but it's still something. Granted, if she really wanted to stick close to him, she could have moved to his floor. Like Cas mentioned. She's just been enjoying the quiet. ]
ax » text
Date: 2013-03-05 01:20 am (UTC)despite himself, he snorts quietly at her answer. if the attitude shines through text, things should be fairly okay, he figures. still, don't think he doesn't plan on keeping an eye on her after he finds sam. she might not like it, and there might not be an ellen to scare him into making sure jo is okay, but this place, this space ship that's crawling with mysteries dean's not all too eager to solve, it's fucking dangerous. maybe not on par with the freaking apocalypse, but it can just as easily snatch them away, snuff them out, as it's proved. ]
Could have avoided the whole thing, too. [ can you imagine the look that goes with that? but no speeches from him today.
the next part he almost ignores. he knows he hasn't been around, hasn't seen much of anyone let alone jo. but it's not so much out of wanting to ignore people, there are just more important things to be done. ]
Been busy. [ it's true enough. ]
Anyway, stay outta trouble. [ he doesn't need more to worry about. ]
ax » text
Date: 2013-03-05 11:00 pm (UTC)And maybe she'll be able to understand it, a little better, when it starts to sink in that Sam's gone. When they go into the pods and go through the next jump and she hears the stories about everyone dies if they're not inside. How she'll have to be forced back in there, fighting, because of the memories it brings back. The associations it brings. Maybe, when they wake up and Dean's looking for his brother, she'll accept it a little easier. Let him check up on her as much as he wants.
Within reason. ]
Little late for that, don't you think? [ Don't start with her now, Dean, because she doesn't regret it. Won't. Rant all you want but it won't change anything.
She frowns a bit at his response, shifting where she's leaning against the wall of the bar. Not sure how she should feel about those texts, about what Dean's probably doing. ]
Doing what?
[ Talk to her. Say something. Even if she knows it's futile. Even if she knows exactly what he's doing, exactly what he'll say. ]
Right back atcha.
ax » text 1/2
Date: 2013-03-06 06:59 am (UTC)a little late, yeah, but he had to try. ] There better not be a next time. [ let him wish.
he knows she knows what he's doing, knows she's not stupid. which is what he ends up texting her, too. ] You know what.
ax » text
Date: 2013-03-06 07:02 am (UTC)I'll talk to you after the jump. [ maybe. ] Take it easy, y'hear.
ax » text
Date: 2013-03-06 11:51 am (UTC)[ Because they both know it's not gonna happen. He can talk as big as he wants, tell her where to go or to stay or to sit and wait, but when it all comes down to it she goes where she wants and does what she wants. Whether or not Dean's okay with that isn't something that concerns her, especially when it's his neck on the line.
If Ellen Harvelle couldn't get Jo to sit and stay, does he really think he can?
But his affirmation doesn't make her feel any better. Not any worse, sure, because she already doesn't like it, but not any better. Jo starts up an answer in her head at the text, asking maybe where he is, if he wants backup, if he just doesn't want to do this alone, but his second text makes her stop. ]
Don't get yourself killed.
[ Because she went back, saw his post before she showed up. About trying to avoid the pods, the jump. She also knows he gets a little reckless, when it involves Sam (she remembers the possession, Dean getting shot) and with him out in the middle of the ship doing god knows what trying to find his brother? Well...
He makes it fairly easy to worry. ]
And I guess I'll see you later, then.