#angel!jo

Another night, another drunk to clean up after. Not many people lived in town, as it was the usual people in the bar every night. When an outside came in, everyone knew you were just that an outsider. The same dark eyes looked at her watch and sighed as she still had at least two more hours until she was finished. As usual she reached under the bar grabbing a bottle for herself, popping the top on the side of the bar. Taking a long sip she set it on the bar and started to clean some glasses.

“Dean!”  Jo was taken aback by what she saw when she met again with the man on her first descent back to earth from heaven.  She had often heard Castiel speak about Dean’s beautiful shining soul, and now that she was an angel she couldn’t wait to see it.  Unfortunately, that was not the case.

“Ah, hi Jo!  Missed me?”  Dean smirked at Jo and began to pace in front of her in the dimly lit parking garage.  “I see you’ve gotten a pair of wings stapled to your back, among other things.”  Jo backed up as Dean reached for her wings, now visible to his eye.

“What happened to you Dean?  Cas always said that your soul was so bright, but now-now all I see is something twisted and dark.  There’s not a light in you anymore.”  Jo reached out to Dean as if to touch one of the two crooked horns that were now affixed to his head, but then drew her hand back and made her mind close off his true form.

“Things change Jo, I did what I had to do…and now, well, now I feel just great!  You see, demons don’t really have that many rules, and with the Mark of Cain and the First Blade, I’m practically scot-free!  I make my own rules now.”  Dean vanished for a moment and then appeared on the roof of one of the cars parked in the garage.

“Dean, how could you let this happen to you?  I became an angel, I defended you and praised your name up in heaven, and now, when I can finally come back down to see the shining soul of the man and friend that I have missed for what’s felt like centuries, I come back to find a twisted husk of the person I know!  And on top of that, cloaked in the true form of a demon!  Dean, you used to be one of the good guys.”  Jo approached the car that Dean was sitting on and opened her hand to him, “Please come with me to heaven.  I’m sure there’s a way we can fix you Dean.  Cas is there, and he would be so happy to see you again, even with your soul like this.  Please come with me Dean.  Don’t make another mistake that you’ll regret.”

Jo lifted her hand and took Dean’s, but in that moment his eyes turned black.  He took the First Blade from the waist of his jeans, and swiftly stabbed her in the chest.