Who: Jo Harvelle & Gabriel When: Late tonight Where: Lounge of the hotel Rating: Probably PG13 for language...will update as needed Status: Complete
It was probably because she had rolled away in her sleep that the nightmare only woke Jo this time. She sat up with her own hand pressed tightly to her mouth to hold back a scream, her other arm wrapping tightly around herself. For a moment, she sat on the pile of blankets they had lay on the floor trying to stop her hyperventilating and silence her sobs. Finally, she managed to get herself under control, and lowered the hand to take a deep breath. Rubbing her hand across her face, she looked over at the two men who lay beside her, wrapped up in one another. She was suddenly glad that they were on the floor and not a bed, otherwise she might have woken them both. The pain in her heart eased as she studied them both in the dim lighting, before she leaned over and brushed her lips across the cheek of each.
A few minutes later, she was stepping out while pulling her shirt down. She had already silently pulled on her jeans and boots. She'd be back soon to lay beside them both again, she just...needed to think about things, because her head was full of nothing but Dean and Cas at the moment. She thought she knew what that meant, but she wasn't positive. When she had stepped into the main part of the bar, she sought out a bottle of whiskey, then wandered away, out of the bar itself and into the hotel. It was above her pay, that was sure, all ritzy and glamorous and nothing like Jo had ever been in before. She wandered into the lobby slowly, staring at the architecture while she sipped straight from the bottle, eventually making her way into a random lounge.