myguys_sam_dean (myguys_sam_dean) wrote in fanfic100, @ 2007-10-22 15:29:00 |
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Jo's Journey to Happiness
Title: Jo's Journey to Happiness
Chapter: 1
Fandom: Superntural
Author: myguys_sam_dean
Rating: R
Characters: Jo, John, Ellen
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em, I just play with'em.
Feedback: Absolutely!
Summmary: Written for fanfic100 prompt #077-What. John and Jo have a kind of relationship that affects everyone around them.
Jo had had it. She was stuck in the middle of nowhere with her mother and the hunters that came to the Road House. She felt like she was attached to her mom. There was no place for her to go. When Jo used to try to date a hunter, at least she would get out for awhile, but It usually ended up such a mess that she didn’t even bother with dating anymore. She was destined to die an old maid, still running the Road House.
That’s when John came in. Hmmm, she thought, she’d never really considered him. She’d tried to catch Dean’s eye but Dean’s attention span was too short. Besides, with all the qualities she’d been attracted to in Dean, some of them had to have come from John. Just maybe . . .
“Hi ya,” she said while putting down a bowl of popcorn. "What can I get for you?”
“A beer, please,” he looked tired like the other hunters. But, John also had manners, which set him apart from the others.
When it was quiet, Jo sat by John and told him about how she felt trapped in the monotony. She mentioned wanting to go to movie at the drive-in a few towns over. Then, she got up to see to some guys who just walked in and needed anything.
John walked up to the bar where Ellen was. “I guess Jo wants to go to a movie at the drive-in,” John told her.
“Good. Take her,” Ellen replied. “She’s been awful to be around and maybe you can figure out what’s going on in that head of hers. I sure can’t.”
So, Jo and John planned on the drive-in the next evening.
John did some research on what he was hunting and then slept. He was used to sleeping all day and being up all night. He hopped in the shower and headed to the Road House.
Jo was ready to leave when John got there. Ellen waved to them from the bar and off they went.
John opened the truck door for her. He could smell her perfume or shampoo as she got in. He closed the door behind her and walked around to the driver’s side.
They made small talk on the road. Jo started to run her fingers through his wavy hair that brushed against his collar. He thought it odd and wondered what she was up to.
He nearly drove off the road when she laid her hand on his. Then she whispered in his ear, “We don’t actually have to go to the movie. We could just get to know each other.”
John looked at her, really confused. He moved the truck a little ways down a deserted road so he had a few moments to mull over what she’d said and how he should respond. He turned off the ignition, “What did you just say?”
“I know you see me as a little girl. You always have. But I’m not. I’m a woman and I have needs.”
John was trying to wrap his mind around what she was saying.
“I figure you have needs, too,” Jo went on. “We could just fill each other’s needs when you come into town.”
“Why don’t you have a boyfriend?” John asked.
“Because I only meet hunters and I’m tired of them.”
“I’m a hunter.”
“But you’re different. You know what you are going after. You are more mature and I doubt you have some of the strange kinks the other hunters do.”
“How can you be so sure?” his eyes twinkled and she didn’t want to push that topic any further.
“ Any kinks you have wouldn’t cause injury. You’d be amazed what some of those boys are into.”
“So, you’re suggesting we get together when I’m in town, no strings or feeling attached?”
“Yes.”
“Any why do you think I would do that?”
“Because you still wear your wedding ring. You’re not looking for someone to love because you’ve already had that. I’m talking about a light-hearted fling when you are here,” she stopped talking and John seemed to be considering the idea.
So she put her hand back on his. Then, she started to kiss his neck. She could feel his body relax and sink into the seat. He put his hand on her cheek so she could look him in the eye,” No promises or expectations. No broken hearts.”
“Agreed,” she found his mouth and led him along. “It’s just us, John,” Jo said softly. “No one needs to know. Just us.”
He let her lead and he followed, sometimes clumsily. He was rusty in that area because it had been so long. Damn, but it felt good.