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[tobeclosetohim]

Getting the hell away is what Jo wants to be doing.

Oracle was met. Dinah's in Greece or another European country.

Dean and Rachel are doing whatever the hell they've been doing, wherever the hell they'd been doing it.

Jo's sitting on the hood of the Impala. It's as direct a statement as she's making given other things.

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[ineveryport]

Jack comes, half-running out of the bunker, where he's been meeting with Mel, and heads directly towards the Coraline, parked just a short distance away.

He looks like a boy just been allowed out to play with his friends after too much homework.

[tobeclosetohim]

That's one.

Jo looked up as the Caroline parked, and inclined her head to the side looking at Jack through the window, a smile tugging the first third of her lips but never reaching the rest.

Where were her other herd-worthy cats?

[amazonofthe21st]

There's one, looking bored out of her skull where she's lying on the hood of some abandoned car.

With sunglasses.

And a magazine.

She knows why Dean and Jo call her girly, she just doesn't care.

[hector_aframian]

Dean swaggers across much later -- pauses -- and folds his arms across his chest, staring at Jo.

Pointedly.

(Only chicks allowed to sit on the Imp are naked ones, damn it.)

(He didn't need that mental image.)