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[swedge]

[Jo Harvelle woke up in a bed that was her's, was supposed to be familiar, but with a sense of panic she hasn't felt in months.]

[Private to Dean Winchester + Mary Winchester]

please tell me you're here and cas didn't get you too. or the leviathan. or whatever the fuck he was.

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[Because yes, she died. Cas, possessed by his Leviathans, killed her in the street on her way to work. Just one of many.

But it's definitely a good thing there's a text function on this thing, because there's no way she would have been able to hold a video function steady. She woke up just a few minutes ago, shaking and in pain, so much pain, but not as much as before - Cas. But there were other things, memories. She remembered dying, remembered it in detail, but there was more. More that scared her, worried her, more that she didn't want to think about.

Her hands still shake, and it takes more than just a few minutes to type this up and send it out, but she has to know. It's bugging her more than it should, and she just can't let it sit in her head like it is.]

I've heard of people going home. Coming back with new memories, new history, shooting up in the timeline, whatever you want to call it.

But I've been out for weeks. And I definitely did not go home.

I'm not going crazy, am I? Has anyone else heard about that?

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[mulletrock]

[There's no way he's gonna take the time to text right now. Not when Jo's spouting off this shit and not after the time spent without her, not knowing if she'll come back or not.]

Jo?

Where the hell are you?!

audio;

[swedge]

[Dean. Oh thank god. Hopefully he can't hear just how much she's having to work to hold her voice straight.]

I-I'm in my apartment. But I haven't paid rent in- I don't know. I need to get out.

Where are you?

audio;

[mulletrock]

[She doesn't sound as bad as she did when she first showed up in port. So, that's a start.]

I'm on my way to get you now. You can crash with me and Sam for a while, okay?

audio;

[swedge]

[Call it experience. How many times do you have to die before it starts to get old?]

Okay. [It should say something that she's not even fighting it, but she just needs to get out of here.] Yeah. Just- message me. Or something. When you get here.

[she'd meet him downstairs if she wasn't so on edge right now.]

text; ---> action;

[mulletrock]

here

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[Dean's already impatient enough. It's taking everything he has not to break the door down. He shifts between his legs as he waits.]

action;

[swedge]

[she's waiting right inside the door for his message, barely even waiting to read it before she's got the door open.

But then she just stands there because she sees him standing there and she sees something else, someone else. It's a flashback, maybe, a memory of some kind and she remembers the thought process, the instinct to attack, to kill. She almost steps away from him because it's so overwhelming.

Her heart-rate spikes, her grip on the door tightens, but it's Dean and she needs to calm down.]

action;

[mulletrock]

[Dean doesn't wait to pull her into a hug.] Glad t'see you in one piece.

[He can tell there's something off but he doesn't want it to be what he thinks it is so he just keeps his mouth shut.]

action;

[swedge]

[She's as rigid as a board for a moment or two before she finally relaxes into it, wrapping her arms around his chest and holding the fabric on the back of his jacket.]

Good to...be in one.

[Because she is, in the literal sense. Physically, she's okay, even if she hurts. God does she hurt. But the pain is numbing, and it's only about as half as what she felt when Cas- no. She can't let herself think about it more than she already has. Instead, she pulls away from him, probably jerks a bit, before reaching down and grabbing a backpack she'd packed with the few things she owned. Plus the clothes of Dean's that Mary had given her a while back. Better late than never to return them, right?]

We should go. [She reaches behind her to grab the door, closing it with a snap, keeping her eyes down and hoping Dean doesn't ask her to explain what happened. Why she's so jumpy.]

action;

[mulletrock]

[He's been killed here before, he's heard about what being dead here can do. He doesn't have to ask. He just keeps his hand on her back as he guides her out into the hall.]

You can take my room and I'll take the couch.

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[swedge]

[She's glad for the hand on her back, needing that little bit of contact to keep her here. Keep her sane. It also serves as a nice reminder, a guide of sorts, for where they're going. She half expects her feet to take her right outside again, out and then away and back into the shadows.

Jo shakes her head.]

It's your place. I'll take the couch. Don't think I'll be sleeping anytime soon, anyway.

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[mulletrock]

[They don't live too far apart so after taking the stairs and getting the door unlocked he flips the light switch and pockets his keys.]

You can have the bed. [He shrugs.] I crash on the couch half the time anyway.

[video] Assuming the last part is to the network but not entirely sure? If not let me know!

[surgicalshot]

[There's a face he hasn't seen in awhile. Well, not a face, really, but the NV number and all of that.]

Miss Harvelle? Are you... [Trails off. No, she's not okay. He doesn't know what to start with. This wasn't something a lot of people went through, so it was a little awkward.]

It's not... um. Say you died, or something like it. Just because you die here doesn't always mean you go back home. Sometimes you're just... gone. And that usually means you go to the... to the darkness. They've done studies on it and everything.

[video] yes! sorry. edited the post a bit to make it more clear. c:

[swedge]

[It's some time later before she responds, having locations, resettled, calmed down...]

What do you mean 'go to the darkness'?

[video] that's okay! :D Just making sure.

[surgicalshot]

[Not his favorite topic, but he'll try to explain.] Go to the darkness... like... you become one of the monsters out there. You don't really remember it, but you. Become one of them. Until something happens where you come back. It's probably the Core? Since that seems to be what happens when anything happens.

[video]

[swedge]

[She needs a minute to let that sink in. It makes sense, the bits and pieces she remembers, the feelings and thoughts. She takes a shaky breath.]

I- [she swallows.] I remember. Bits and pieces. [she shakes her head.] Is there a reason it happened? Or does it happen every time?

[video]

[surgicalshot]

[He looks to the screen sadly.]

I've never died, here. I've heard of some people... I don't think it's based on the person. It just happens, sometimes. Some people go home, some people stay here, some people go to the darkness. It's sort of up in the air when it comes to us, to newcomers, but it happens to the people who've lived here their whole lives.

[He smiles, just a little.] I wish I could send you to someone to talk to, but the people I know who went through this, they're not here anymore.

[video]

[swedge]

And they're all gone.

[It's not what he means, but it's how she puts the pieces together. They died, some of them came back from the same ordeal she came back from and now they're all gone. Back home, mostly likely, and what's waiting for her back home?

Death.

Jo swallows, again, processes it all and tries to keep what she's thinking out of her expression.] Thanks. Knowing that this happens...helps. In a way.

[video]

[surgicalshot]

Well not... only the ones I knew. Personally. I'm sure if you asked around, you could find one. [Says it a little helplessly. He doesn't feel like he helped, but if she said he did... he still felt bad. For giving such bad news, even if it's not terrible news.

It's just odd news.] You know, if you ever want to talk, or something, or. Um. I work at SP General, and there's a nice, uh. A diner that's open 24/7. If you ever just need to talk to someone who's not from back home.

[video]

[swedge]

With as many people who are here, I hope so.

[But then she just shakes her head, because she's being over-dramatic. She knows she's being over dramatic. No one wants to hear about her problems when things like this happen all the time.

Even so, his proposition...well. It sticks. She's silent for a moment, frozen, before she nods.] I'll uh. Remember that. [She doesn't think she'll take him up on it, probably won't, but it was nice of him to offer. Hopefully her small smile is believable.] Thanks.

[video]

[surgicalshot]

[It's okay, Jo. Everyone needs to get over-dramatic at some point or other, and Tenma is okay with that. Used to it, in fact. He smiles.]

Don't mention it, I understand. Really. You hear everything... [Never mind.] You're welcome. I'm glad you're back, have a good holiday, okay?

[video]

[swedge]

Yeah. Thanks.

[ stop repeating yourself. ]

You too.

video;

[momchester]

Jo, honey, we're here. We're okay. Uh- someone killed him. It's safe now.

[Something about the way she says it indicates a bigger, presumably fucked-up story.]

video;

[swedge]

[When she finally gets around to replying, she's already hiding at Dean's. And she's managed to pull herself a little more together.]

Did he come back?

video/private;

[momchester]

Yeah, but-

[Okay private time. :|]

He has amnesia. The things inside him are gone. Now he doesn't remember anything- not even who he is or who we are. He's just himself, but... more lost.

He's staying with me.

video/private;

[swedge]

The things...you mean the leviathans.

[great awesome mary, good to know. now she'll stay away from your place for sure. :| ]

What happened? How'd they get in him? Where'd they even come from?