Saturday, April 7, 2012

Where It All Began: That's My Girl

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Banner By: Franica
Title: Where It All Began: That’s My Girl
Rating: PG-13
Author: Sxymami0909
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Bobby/Ellen Dean/Jo Sam, Castiel,
Word Count: 1,420
Verse: ‘Happy Endings’ Verse.



We stood in the middle of the living room Sam and I to the right of Bobby and Jo to the left of Ellen. It was funny what an apocalypse could make you realize. How the end of the world pulled the shutters from your eyes letting you see the things that are truly important to you, that you missed the first time around.

The third horseman rose last night, set free by that son of a bitch Lucifer. Trying to stop him had nearly cost Jo and Ellen their lives. Thank god for Cas; he’d been able to heal Jo before it was too late. I can still see the hell hounds ripping into her flesh, her scream sounding in my head.

In that moment when I saw her fall it was like everything around me stopped. It was almost like I could feel my future, a future I never even knew I wanted, draining away with each drop of blood leaving her body. It sounds ridiculous and overdramatic, trust me I know.

Before yesterday Jo and I had barley said five words to each other these past three years, but now that she’s back in my life I don’t think I can let her go again. Cas’s voice addressing Bobby and Ellen brought me out of my thoughts. I focused my attention on the reason we were all here.

“Robert Singer you stand before me in the presence of God. Do you take Ellen Harvelle to be your lawfully wedded wife? To honor and protect her, fight beside her and cherish her for as long as you both shall live?”

Before today I didn’t know something was going on between Bobby and Ellen, but after he almost lost her, it was like something inside of him broke. I watched as his looked at Ellen and my chest tightened at the love I saw in the depths of his eyes.

It’s the same way my father had looked at my mother when I was younger. The same way Sam had looked at Jessica the one time I saw them together. It’s the kind of look you never forget, especially if you don’t see it often.

“I do.”

“And do you, Ellen Harvelle take Robert Singer to be your lawfully wedded husband? To honor and protect him, fight beside him and cherish him for as long as you both shall live?”

Cas’s words had me glancing at Jo. Her blonde hair flowing past her shoulders in loose curls. She radiated this funky air of happiness around her as she watched her mom and Bobby, eyes sparkling, smile gracing her lips.

No signs left of her broken and bloody body from yesterday, or technically earlier this morning although I’m pretty sure there are still some blood soaked towels in the back of the Impala. But as I’m looking at her right now…I’ve never seen her look more beautiful.

“I do.”

There was some clapping and laughter from Sammy and Jo as Cas pronounced Ellen and Bobby husband and wife. I grinned. After everything we’ve been through lately we all deserve a little happiness even if it doesn’t last.

Jo must have felt my eyes on her because she turned toward me tilting her head, inquisitive look on her face. “What?”

I shook my head. “Nothing.”

She rolled her eyes at me and I had to keep myself from smiling. Bobby and Ellen went into the kitchen to grab some drinks and food as Cas and Sammy moved toward the bookshelf heads titled toward each other in some kind of deep discussion.

I swear no matter where we are those two are always conspiring with their damn books. Jo nudged me to get my attention and I raised an eyebrow at her. She was still waiting for my answer. I sighed. Yesterday when things didn’t look so good I had been so close to telling her how much she meant to me.

How if I had the chance to do it all over again I wouldn’t put it off, I’d man up…well here’s my chance. I cleared my throat and met her eyes. “I’m tired of this not being the right place, right time.”

I knew I shocked her because she stood there for a full minute, eyes wide, mouth open before the confusion settled in. “What?”

I scratched the back of my neck and tried to calm the part of me that wanted to say ‘just kidding.’ “I’m tired of pretending there’s nothing between us. Since the day I met you I’ve been saying I’ll go for it when things calm down, when we’re not in the middle of a god damned apocalypse, but the truth is things in our lives’ll never be calm and they’ll most likely never be safe.”

I smirked and shrugged feeling slightly uncomfortable. “The truth is there aren’t many things out there that scare the shit outta me, but somehow you manage to get the job done. Jo, when those hell hounds…I thought…”

My breath hitched and I seriously felt like a bitch standing in front of her laying all my shit bare, but when her hand touched my arm and I saw the tears in her eyes I knew she understood. I let out a nervous laugh before continuing.

“I kept thinking you were gonna die and never know that I cared. Cas gave us a second chance to change things. If you’re willing to deal with the shit that’s thrown our way and you still care about me I don’t see why our right place right time can’t be now.”

At this point I knew Sammy and Cas were staring eyes wide at the fact that I actually just admitted all that. I couldn’t really blame them, it’s not my style and if by some crazy chance Jo does agree I have no clue where we’ll go from here because the only real relationship I ever had was with Cassie and well we all know how that turned out.

I could see the indecision on her face and that’s when I realized she’s just as freaked out by this as me. Fear was the same thing that kept her from pursuing me all these years. Go figure. I rocked back and forth on my heels as she spoke. “It won’t be easy.”

“I know.”

She pointed. “You have the emotional maturity of a five year old.”

I gave her a thoughtful look and nodded. “I won’t deny that.”

“We’re in the middle of a war.”

“You noticed that did you?”

She glared at me and I sighed. “I could give you a million reasons this won’t work Jo, but there’s also probably a couple hundred reasons why it could. This is our shot. It’s a yes or no answer; you’re either in or you’re not.”

The room was still, Sammy and Cas staring between us as I held my breath waiting for her answer. It’s quite possible I’ll have to go crawl under a damn rock if I did all this mushy shit and she still says no. She shrugged as a warm smile spread over her lips. “I’m in.”

I grinned, moved slowly toward her and hesitantly cupped her cheek. Her small hand came over mine and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. You’d think I was fighting some kind of hell beast. She licked her lips and I couldn’t ever remember feeling this nervous about kissing a woman before.

Kissing women in general…it’s what I do. I swallowed hard before leaning in and kissing her. Her lips were soft and they molded against mine. Our tongues battled for dominance as I deepened the kiss pulling her closer to me.

I pulled back when we both needed air, and we stood there watching each other. Jo laughed, light grip on my arm. I raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“I never thought I’d be happy about getting mauled by a hell hound.”

I rolled my eyes and pushed her away lightly, but I made sure she could see the humor in my eyes. “Real nice Jo. What am I gonna do with you?”

I saw a glint of mischief in her eyes as she bit her lip. “I bet I can think of a few things.”

I groaned as I pulled her too me, Bobby and Ellen making their way back into the living room with food. Oh yeah, this could definitely work for me. I smirked. “That’s my girl.”

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