Jo's Journey to Happiness
Title: Jo's Journey to Happiness Chapter: 8 Fandom: Supernatural Author: myguys_sam_dean Rating: R Characters: Jo, Bobby, Sam, Dean Disclaimer: I don't own 'em, I just play with 'em. Feedback: Absolutely! Summary: Written for fanfic100 prompt #014-Green. Jo and John's relationship affects everyone around them.
Jo was sitting up in the living room watching television. Her head turned as soon as she heard the door open. She knew if the boys were upset they would just drive off and she hadn't heard the Impala leave. So she figured everything was okay.
"Hey, Jo," Sam was the first to reach her. "I hear you're giving us a brother or sister."
"Two," Jo corrected as she held up two fingers.
"Two," Sam was surprised. "Really? That's great." He gave her a hug, "I hope they're like me."
"Now wait there, Sam," Dean broke in. "Why can't they be like me? I think two miniature Deans would make the world a better place."
Everyone looked at him.
"What?" he tried to look innocent. "I can't help it if I am such a wonderful guy."
"Okay," Jo decided. "One of each. One like Sam and one like Dean. You two balance each other out. I think that would suit these two."
"Do you realize what you are asking for?" Bobby questioned her. "These two didn't get along the best at times. Are you sure you want that?"
"Look at them now," Jo replied. "As long as my babies can depend on each other like these two, I'll be happy."
Dean gave her a hug. "No matter how they are, we'll help you reel them in every now and then."
"Thanks, Dean," her eyes started to well up with tears.
"Well, it's past my bedtime," Bobby announced. "I'm hitting the hay. See you all in the morning. You boys can have my room and your dad's room. Just ignore the door."
Dean and Sam looked at each other. "What does he mean ignore the door?" Sam asked Jo.
"I was screaming from a nightmare and the door was locked. So Bobby kicked it in. Now we sleep in your boys' room."
"Would you mind if one of us stayed with you while we're here?" Sam asked. "That would give Bobby a chance to get some good sleep."
"That would be fine," Jo said. "Want to go tell Bobby?"
Sam took the stairs by twos on his way up.
"So, are you and the babies doing okay?" Dean asked Jo.
"We're fine. I had a rough spot at the Road House before I came to Bobby's. I'm doing much better here."
"What kind of rough spot?" Dean was concerned. When Jo didn't answer right away, he added, "If there is any way I can help, I need to know."
"It's okay," Jo lied. "I'm okay."
If she was so okay, why were the nightmares still plaguing her sleep? Dean knew it must be something big. and painful so he didn't push the issue.
"Here," Dean said as he reached for the green afghan on the couch behind her," Give me this." He covered her with the afghan, put his hands on her shoulders and started to rub. "You are way too tense," he told her. "Sam and I will get you feeling better."
Just then, Sam came downstairs. "Bobby's okay with that. He's going to sleep in his own bed. I can stay with Jo tonight and then we will go from there."
Dean and Jo nodded.
Jo was slowly making her way upstairs. Dean whispered to Sam, "She said she had a rough spot at the Road House before coming here. When I asked her what happened, she clammed up. Maybe she'll tell you."
"Maybe she just doesn't want to talk about it, Dean," Sam replied.
"I just want to know if I can help her," Dean's voice had a bite to it. "I don't want her to suffer if it is something we can fix for her."
"I'll let you know if she tells me," Sam said. "But I'm not going to push her. She needs to feel safe and protected. That has to be out priority."
"Agreed," Dean whispered back as they headed upstairs.
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Dean took a look at the door and mumbled, "Damn, Bobby. You are stronger than I thought. It's gonna take more than a few screws to fix this one."
He got ready for bed and laid down on what was usually his dad's bed. His head wasn't on the pillow long before he was sound asleep.
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Sam and Jo went to bed in the other bedroom. Jo's stomach was starting to put a strain on what she had for a nightgown.
"Would you like to go shopping for some clothes?" Sam asked Jo. "You will need more and bigger ones before you deliver. I'll give you a ride and even hold your purse while you shop."
"You goofball," Jo replied, laughing. "I don't even carry a purse. But, I would like company. Are you sure you want to spend time shopping?"
"It's not as interesting as hunting but I think I can handle it for one day," Sam smiled.
"That sounds good," Jo eased into bed. "Let's work on the details in the morning."
"Goodnight, Jo. I am really happy about the babies."
"I know you are, Sam, and I love you for it. Goodnight." Jo quickly drifted off to sleep.
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In the morning, Dean made fun of Sam for being willing to go shopping with Jo. Sam just shook his head and said, "Well, it's official. You'll never grow up."
"I'm plenty grown up," Dean protested.
"I'm thinking of someone besides myself, Dean. Jo is all alone here. Dad left her, which makes me want to slug him about now--"
"Now hold on," Dean interrupted. "How do we even know for sure the babies are Dad's? Think about it, Sammy. She could just be saying they are."
"If she was going to make up a father for her babies, don't you think she'd pick someone with a normal family?" Sam left Dean at a loss for words as he went downstairs for breakfast.
Bobby gave Sam some money and told him to make sure they got two cribs. "I need to have a place for the little ones to sleep," he reasoned.
Sam could have told him that two little babies would fit fine in just one crib but Sam sensed that Bobby was getting excited about having babies in his house. Either he planned on Jo sticking around or coming back to visit.
Sam and Jo came back with clothes for her, the babies, baby supplies and two cribs. Jo was happy. Sam had just figured all pregnant women were happy. It wasn't until Jo started to smile that he realized she hadn't been.
Sam and Dean left to go on a couple hunts and then said they'd be back in a couple weeks. That left Bobby and Jo once again.