Under a blood red sky

Backdated to the day after this

Jo hadn't been in the mood for talking all that much on the night Cas had brought her back to the motel. She'd gotten her tattoo and then passed out after making sure her ankle was wrapped well enough to avoid infection. The nightmares were back, just like always. If anything, they were worse than usual, as if making up for the month she'd missed.

She woke up to a few twinges of pain in her ankle from the healing tattoo, a migraine from a restless night, and just as many questions that were a lot harder to avoid by the light of day.

She was also pretty sure she needed to talk to Dean. If only to find out what she'd missed over the last month, but also because they hadn't properly talked about anything since before that soulgaze. Things had been awkward since then, though she supposed they were both just dealing with what they'd seen. She didn't know exactly how much that might change things between the two of them, or how much things might change in the aftermath of whatever had taken control of her over the past month.