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Jo watched Dean leave the bar, after promising to call her once he’d found and fixed Sam.  She was worried about him.  The demon possessing his brother obviously had no qualms about killing Dean, it had already left him to drown.  If she hadn’t found him when she did, he’d have died.  And that would have hurt.  Yeah, she was still pissed about what their dad had done to hers.  But, that didn’t mean she wanted them dead.  And well, the demon at least had been right about one thing.  She did have feelings for Dean.

Shaking her head, she turned to clean up the stuff she’d used to bandage up Dean’s shoulder.  She really hoped Dean managed to save his brother.

Then, the next thing she knew, she was waking up outside.  Her eyes opened quickly, wary.  She didn’t remember going to sleep, let alone being outside.  It was broad daylight, and she could see there was no one in her immediate vicinity.  No immediate threats.

But, she pulled her gun anyway, as she stood up.  Alert and ready, for whatever it was that had kidnapped her to attack.