"With how much you're doing to help now, you've got just as much a right to be here that I do." Her words held quiet conviction, and were completely sincere. She glanced back towards the altar somewhat thoughtfully. "I don't think you're intruding. I think that if he is paying attention...well, maybe he knows your intentions, so he's okay with you being here." At Ruby's attempt at a joke, Jo gave a faint half smile, following it up with a shrug.
"Maybe you're right. It'd be nice if he did do something..." the Hunter trailed off for a minute, then went on, "I asked him to do something about Chuck's visions." Her eyes were full of worry as she looked over at Ruby. "They're getting worse, Ruby. I don't know if it's God, or one of the angels, or something else, but...they're getting fuzzier, and they're hurting him even more. He doesn't say it, but I can see it in his eyes, at times like last night." She sighed, one hand absently resting on her stomach.
"I need him in one piece, and I...I just don't know how to help him." She blamed her sudden desire to cry on hormones, holding back the tears so they wouldn't fall, as she looked away again.