With Ford settled in her lap, Jo looked over at Dean sprawled in the chair next to her bed. He looked like he could use a hospital stay with the bags under his eyes and she thought he might have lost a little weight. She knew the cause too. It wasn’t hard for her to figure out ( Read more... )

It all happened so fast. That thought hit Jo just as she hit the side walk, gasping for breath through the two bullet holes in her chest. She had heard those words from witnesses and victims since her first day in uniform and she had only sort of believed them. Things couldn’t happen so fast people couldn’t see something, but now she knew they ( Read more... )

[ooc: Sam = likely_evil and set in the future of the verse.]Jo was woken up by a thump, a whimper and Sam’s confused grunt. Since none of those things seemed like an immediate concern or an emergency she snuggled deeper into the blankets. This plan was quickly foiled when the blankets started sliding off the end of her bed ( Read more... )