[ guess who's back, guess who's back ]

[wegotwork]

Sam is very actively not dealing with his problems - namely, the part where the last couple of weeks have taken all of his control not to go out and find some kind of demon to feed on. Barring that, he's not even sure finding a willing demon here would give him the same satisfaction as one back home - and he's also pretty sure that asking nicely

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[yourwonderings]

Jo's at the library for an entirely different reason. Research, mainly.

Since that night at the bar, she hasn't seen Sam.

Sam's pretty hard to miss. He's so tall, and that's still apparent despite the fact he's slumped in a chair. Jo doesn't know if she should bother him or not. He doesn't look like he wants to be but heck if that usually stops her from prying.

She's carrying a few load of books. Part of Jo is an inner geek child. "Hey," she says quietly.

[wegotwork]

"Jo. Hey."

Sam's trying not to find the entire situation awkward, but given that their last conversation had been a full-on reminder of the pre-Rift meeting they'd had (my daddy shot your daddy in the heeead), it's a little difficult to stay completely casual.

Still, he can be pretty convincing when he tries to be.

"What're all those for?"

[yourwonderings]

It's okay, Sam. Jo's trying to do the same thing, and she may find the attempt moderately successful. She's been here for five months now, and hell if Chicago doesn't change someone's perspective.

Besides, he's someone she knows, someone from back home. It's familiar and that beats the awkwardness.

For her, at least.

She flashes him a faint smile. She doesn't sit next to him in case he wants to be left alone, but she'll try to at least see how he's doing. "Research. Workin' on something. You?"

[wegotwork]

"Research, huh? On what?"

Nice deflection, Sammy. We'll pretend that you did a better job of brushing right on past what you were doing - which is, for the most part, absolutely nothing at all. Besides, he's half-convinced at this point that whatever Jo's looking into is much more interesting than his biography-browsing.

[yourwonderings]

Oh, Sammy.

Jo's eyes narrow suspiciously at the deflection, choosing to let it slide. She and Sam weren't close friends, much as she would have liked different, and their last interaction was...yeah, there aren't quite words for it. "A case, if you can believe it. Not like the ones back home, but it's somethin'."

She's a hunter, whether she's in this craphole or back home.

[wegotwork]

"A case?"

Sam quite literally perks up at that mention. Not that he's had absolutely nothing to do and could use a distraction, or anything.

"Something causing trouble?"

[yourwonderings]

Jo will be happy to give him a distraction of the supernatural kind.

"Apparently so." She pushes her hair out of her face, plopping down on a chair nearby.

Jo gives Sam the bare bones of what she's got so far. Disappearances, all of them eighteen-year old girls, etc., etc. "Guy that owns the bar I work at seems to do his homework well. Sounds closer to our kinda territory than most of the crap that goes on around here."

[wegotwork]

He leans forward, resting his arms on his thighs, fingers lacing together.

"All we know so far is the disappearances? How many of them? I mean, with that kinda M.O., it could be a whole lot of bad - and around here, it'd be stupid to rule anything out."

[yourwonderings]

Jo smirks up at him, conceding his point. It's kind of familiar, and she'd never forget how he and Dean saved her butt on her first case.

"It could be, and I won't rule anything out, but hell if I'm not going to look into it."

Can't hurt, and if Jo is anything, it's driven. Good luck to anyone that tries talking this girl out of something.

[wegotwork]

He knows Jo's determination, knows she won't give up on something once she's put her mind to figuring it out, and she won't have anyone tell her she's unable to do it for various reasons.

"Well, it's something to do, at least."