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Ellen Harvelle will kick your ass ([info]kickitintheass) wrote in [info]_ravenhurst_,
@ 2011-10-17 20:01:00

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Entry tags:ellen harvelle, incomplete, joanna 'jo' harvelle

WHO: Ellen & Jo Harvelle
WHERE: In town
WHEN: In town on August 29, 2011. 7:30pm.
WHAT: Coming back from the dead.
RATING: Um, PG-13ish? IDK.
STATUS: Open to Bobby, Dean, Sam, Chevy, and possibly Cas later.


It all happened so quickly. One minute, Ellen was alive, and Jo had begged her to treat her like an adult. Sam and Dean had built a bomb to destroy the hell hounds while they got out of there. Then, they were dead - they were blown up. Of course, Jo was already dead, thanks to those Hellhounds that ripped her stomach open - quite literally.

Another day was starting to set on the town of Malvern as Ellen's body suddenly appeared. She didn't know how, or why, but here she was. Alive. Brown eyes scanned the area for any sign of Jo, the Winchesters, Bobby, Castiel...Hell, anyone. "Jo?" she asked, unsure if her daughter was alive as well. "Jo?!" Ellen repeated, but still no answer.

"JOANNA BETH HARVELLE?" she yelled, in hopes that her daughter would hear her.



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[info]antidrugisreo
2011-10-18 02:22 am UTC (link)
"This has got to be the worse played out movie in American History." Jo thought to herself as she stood in the middle of the street, not having a clue where she was. One minute she was with her mom as the bomb went off and the next minute she was alive. In the most literal sense.

Why she was alive she had no clue, but be damned to hell she was going to find out and kick them to hell and back for playing a sick joke on her. Brown eyes scanned the area for any signs of anyone she knew, but then she heard the voice so familiar it might as well been a dream. Her mother never joked around when using her full name so why start now she thought as she walked towards the voice and felt time stop as she stood several yards away from her.

"Damnit to hell Mom, I am not in freaking Europe. I am right here, and what the hell happened? We were dead. I wasn't dreaming that part, was I?"

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[info]kickitintheass
2011-10-18 03:08 am UTC (link)
Ellen turned to face Jo and quickly walked over to her, thinking that if she didn't get over to her in time that they were both going to revert back to their prior state - dead as a door nail.

Once she got over to her, Ellen pulled Jo into a tight embrace. "No, Jo. You weren't. We were dead," she said, a tear of happiness rolling down her cheek. "Don't you ever do that to me again Joanna Beth. You hear me?" she said sternly before pulling away from her daughter. "I don't know. You think Cas did it?"

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[info]antidrugisreo
2011-10-18 03:17 am UTC (link)
She stood where she was as her mother walked over to her, but it seemed she had the same thought as she. If she didn't get to her, her mother might disappear again and Jo didn't want to admit that.

She felt like a little girl again when her mother pulled her into a tight hug and she clung to her for dear life. "So this is not some sort of parallel dimension where this is really a dream. God, I can't believe I am here, and you too." She said wanting to say she missed her mother despite the arguments but knew it was pretty obvious. "Do what, attempt to save your life as well as other people? I did what I had to, and I'd do it again. Except the part where I got ripped by a hell hound. Next time, I will kill the son of a bitch." She said and looked around once her mother pulled away. "I am not sure he has that kind of power to bring us back to life. He may have pulled Dean out of hell, but this? Something else did that and I want to know who it is so I can either kill him or her, or say thank you.

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[info]kickitintheass
2011-10-18 09:08 pm UTC (link)
Ellen gave her daughter a look. "You know damn well what I mean. I know you would, Jo, and I'd stay right by your side every time," she said. "Hopefully there won't be a next time."

She looked around the street, as if she was expecting some sort of sign as to who raised them. "You're right, Jo. Someone - or something - else did this and I want to know who, too." Ellen prayed that a demon didn't do this to them. It was one thing to be dragged out of hell by an angel, like Castiel did with Dean, but if they were to be a part of a demonic war, she would have rather been dead.

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[info]antidrugisreo
2011-10-19 03:48 pm UTC (link)
Jo looked at her mother, while tilting her head. "Yes, I know what you mean, and I know you would. Any mother would do what you did for their daughter, and I hope there won't be a next time. I prefer to live over dying."

She looked up and and down the street, looking slightly cautious. "Someone obviously wanted the both of us alive. Whatever reason that is I don't know, but I am sure as hell going to find out." She said praying that it was something demonic. The last thing they needed was having a demon on their hands after being brought to life. Part of her was worried, but she hid it pretty well considering the circumstances.

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