#joharvellerp

The cold was the first thing Jo felt. Not the biting, soul-splitting cold of death—but the crisp morning chill of life. Breath hitched in her chest, lungs filling for the first time in years. Her fingers twitched against the gritty earth. She was back.No angels. No fanfare. Just Jo Harvelle—alive again, somehow.She staggered into the nearest town, the world around her looking both exactly the same and impossibly different. Dusty boots scraping pavement, she found a diner glowing like a beacon in the early light. “Coffee,” she muttered to herself. “God, I need coffee.”The bell above the door jingled.Jo slid onto a stool, her hands trembling as the waitress poured her a cup. She inhaled the steam like it was salvation.Then, a familiar voice behind her called out her name and she froze and turned around to see Dean Winchester Alive. Whole. A little older. A little more haunted. Like he saw a ghost or something “You’ve gotta be kidding me,” she said, heartbeat pounding. “Of all the diners in all the towns…”

 Joanna Beth Harvelle had no idea where she was. Last she remembered she was laying on the hardware store floor in Carthage and now she was walking down some road. It’s dark out and there are no cars in sight, she pulls her jacket tighter around and heads down the road hoping to find someone. She came to an old gas station and went inside, after a few moments of talking she convinced the boy behind the register to give her some change for the payphone out front. She knew calling her mom’s phone wouldn’t do any good, she dialed the numbed of the only other person she could think of and prayed the older Winchester would answer. (Looking for someone to roleplay with me as Dean, MarkofCain!Dean, Demon!Dean, or even Micheal!Dean. This can take place at anypoint between Jo’s death and the end of season 13. A lot of where this goes as far as how and why she’s back depends on which Dean you want to play as and where in the show you want this to pick up.)