Banner By: Andi
Title: Tomorrow We Will Fly
Fictable Prompt: #020 Tomorrow for not_from_stars
Word Count: 1,788
Summary: Dean finally finds Jo. Part of the Second Chances series.
He sat in his car and stared at the beat up old motel room. He glanced down at the scrap of paper in his hand and pursed his lips. Three months, that’s how long it had taken him to find her. He had left Lisa’s house two days after Gabriel and Jo had vanished from the middle of his street. He put out his feelers letting people know that Ellen’s daughter was alive and that he needed to find Jo no matter what.
And then, just when Dean had been getting frustrated from the lack of any kind of trail, he finally caught a break from Peabody, Kansas. Another hunter had seen her with a few other women. Said there was some kind of haunting and the four women had taken out a house full of poltergeists. He had the guy follow Jo and whoever she was with back to their motel while changing his course to Kansas.
Less than a full day later here he was sitting in his car staring at the door that would lead him to the woman he thought he’d never see again. Dean pulled the keys out of the ignition and pocketed them, but he didn’t get out of the car. He had no idea what he was going to say when he saw her.
Knowing Jo she’d be pissed that he came looking for her in the first place. She had most likely run away from him for a reason, not that he knew what that was, but he was damn well going to find out. He gripped the steering wheel and took a deep breath before closing his eyes and letting it out slowly.
“Were you planning on going inside? Or are you just going to sit here like some kind pansy ass lover boy,” Gabriel’s voice broke the silence surrounding the other man. Dean’s eyes flew open and he glanced at the passenger side seat where the other man was sitting, grin on his lips. “Hey there Dean, miss me?” He asked a hint of amusement in his voice.
Dean glared at the Archangel in front of him. “You,” he said his jaw clenching. “You son of a bitch, you have at lot of nerve showing your face here after what you did,” he snapped.
Gabriel rolled his eyes as he leaned back in the seat. “Oh stop your grouching. I did what Jo asked me to do. Contrary to popular belief everything isn’t about you, Dean.” He let out a sigh and shook his head. “Who do you think told her where to find you?” He asked while raising an eyebrow in the other mans direction.
A hint of confusion crossed Dean’s face, but he pushed it aside quickly. Confusion or any other type of emotion that wasn’t anger was a sign of weakness and he wasn’t having it. “If she was looking for me then why did she bolt?”
Gabriel sent him a ‘come on’ look. “You know why she left Dean, you have a life…a family and she didn’t want to ruin that for you. She didn’t want to ruin your happy ending.” He explained with a shrug, “You know Jo.”
Dean’s brows furrowed before realization crossed his face. “You didn’t tell her?” He asked before shaking his head. “How could you just let her walk into that?” He let out something akin to a growl before fighting the urge to slam is hand against the wheel. “And how the hell is she even alive? Because I tried to get her back, I tried to make a deal and nothing…I,” he paused swallowing hard not wanting to get into it with the other man.
Gabriel watched Dean for a minute taking note of the anger in his face. He sighed, “You take the fun out of everything,” he commented before pursing his lips. “I brought her back before you and Sam defeated Lucifer.” He said watching the other man as he spoke. “I brought the others back too…” he said letting his voice trail off as he waited for the other man’s reaction.
Dean frowned, “The others, what others?” He asked more confused than ever. He wasn’t sure why Gabriel had brought Jo back, but at this point he didn’t care. All he cared about was that she was alive.
Gabriel sighed. “Anna,” he commented, “Sam’s little friend Ava, and Madison or as you like to call her the hot chick your brother off’ed,” he said crassly.
Dean balked at the man sitting in the seat beside him. He stared at Gabriel for several minutes before speaking. “Why?” He asked his voice quiet, not sure how to take what the archangel was telling him. “Why would you bring them all back, what’s your end game here, I know you have one,” he said irritated, his eyes darting towards the motel room door once again before glancing back at Gabriel.
The archangel watched Dean for a minute before pursing his lips. “It wasn’t their time to die. They deserved a second chance and I gave them that for agreeing to fight against Lucifer and the aftermath of the coming battle.” He explained. “You didn’t think you were the only one dealing with the seals that were opened did you?” He asked curious.
Actually that was exactly what Dean had thought. Sure they weren’t around for all 66 seals, but he had just assumed they opened and people didn’t know what to do so they took off, but apparently that wasn’t the case. He had never stopped to think about why there wasn’t more death from those seals, but now he understood.
His chest tightened slightly as he studied Gabriel for a minute. “She’s been back that long?” He asked trying to keep his voice steady. There was so much he wanted to say to Jo, so much he wanted to apologize for, but he wasn’t sure how to go about it. He wasn’t exactly the most eloquent guy out there, but he had come all this way to find her and he’d been searching for weeks now.
Gabriel nodded, “Look I know you want to go in there and talk to her,” he paused, “But there’s a reason she took off Dean.” The archangel knew Jo was pissed at him for involving Dean in things when he had clearly settled down, but there was nothing clear about it. Dean had settled because he couldn’t get what he wanted and as much as Gabriel hated to admit it, he liked the guy and after everything Dean had been through, he figured the guy deserved a bone thrown his way. Jo was that bone so to speak.
Dean frowned. “You saying she doesn’t want to see me? Because I didn’t drive all this way for nothin’,” he said a hint of irritation in his voice.
Gabriel held his hand up, “I wasn’t saying that, it was just a warning.” He nodded towards the motel room door. “So you plan on sitting out here like a pansy ass all day or are you actually going to knock on the door?” He asked with a hint of amusement in eyes.
Dean opened his mouth to tell Gabriel where he could shove his comment, but when he looked back at the passenger side seat the archangel was gone. He sighed, ran a hand over his face and shoved his door open. He closed it behind him with a slap of his hand, pocketed his keys and made his way towards the door anxiety welling in his gut.
He stood there for a good two minutes before lifting his hand and knocking on the door. Dean heard some noise in the background then different levels of laughter as he shifted on his feet. And then the door was being pulled open, a flash of blonde waves coming into view as she smiled over her shoulder at something.
Dean stood there awestruck as he took her in. She looked vibrant, healthy, and full of life. The exactly contrast to how he’d left her on that hardware store floor. Her head finally turned in his direction and the smile died on her lips. He swallowed heavily and met her gaze. “You ran away,” he said simply.
Jo’s heartbeat sped up as it slammed against her chest, the light mood that had just encompassed the motel room suddenly gone. She swallowed hard to moisten her throat and held his gaze as her grip tightened on the door making her knuckles turn white. “And you found me.” She commented, not sure what to do. She thought she had more time.
Jo knew Dean was on the road and looking for her, but she had managed to stay several steps ahead of him along the way, so the fact that he was here meant either she messed up or he had help. “What are you doing here Dean?” The sound of his name on her lips made her chest ache and the voices from inside the motel room were suddenly very quiet.
Dean frowned, “What the hell do you think I’m doing here?” He snapped irritated that she was standing there like this was some everyday occurrence. “We need to talk,” He said quietly.
Jo hesitated, she wanted to turn him away, tell him to go, but something was stopping her from doing that. She sighed. “We’re out of here in the morning,” she commented, “You’ve got a few hours at best.” She told him trying to ignore the way his lip twitched.
Dean nodded as he slipped his hands into his pockets, “That’s all I need,” he said as he nodded towards his car. “Let’s go for a ride.” He said, not giving her the choice to decline.
Jo pursed her lips and glanced over her shoulder. “I’ll be back in a little bit,” she said not waiting to hear what any of them had to say before she walked out of the room and closed the door behind her. “Well, come on then I don’t have all day.” She said as she started walking towards the impala.
Dean watched her go and grinned as he fished his keys out of his pocket. He could already feel that familiar annoyance with her building inside of him…He had missed that. This was going to work, he thought as he walked towards his car. He was going to figure out a way to convince Jo to let him come on the road with them because Dean didn’t care what had happened or what was happening right now. All he cared about was that it was finally the right time and right place and he wasn’t about to waste it.