Dean and Jo were sitting in a restaurant. Jo had convinced Dean to go out so that he could take his mind of Cas and whatever it was that kept making him ill.
“You look pretty” Dean said, with a faint smile.
“I didn’t even change my outfit” Jo answered cynical.
Dean looked down and Jo recognized his expression.
“Are toi texting?” she asked upset.
“What?” Dean a dit quick. “No, no, I was…I was checking time…”
“why? toi bored?” Jo asked offended.
“No!” Dean denied firm. “I just…I don’t want to leave Cas alone for too long. He’s sick and I’m afraid that Meg might come back for him”
“Meg’s not going to hurt him” Jo a dit annoyed.
“Right, because demon’s are generally so nice” Dean replied sarcastically.
“She’s not a demon anymore” Jo a dit sharp.
“Well, she’s not an Angel either!” Dean fired back and he stood. He threw some money on the table, tableau and took off.
Jo grabbed her bourse, sac à main and followed him outside.
“Are toi kidding me?” she yelled. “Did toi really just bail on me in a crowded restaurant?” She accelerated her steps and blocked his way.
“Get out of the way, Jo” Dean a dit calm.
“Are toi jealous?” she asked upfront.
“What?” Dean asked, taken aback.
“Uhh, Cas is sick. Uhh, Cas is hurting. Uhh, Cas is sleeping with Meg. It’s like you’re obsessed with him” Jo exclaimed furious.
“I didn’t…” Dean started stammering. “I’m not…”
“It’s okay, if that’s what toi are” Jo said, softer now. “But don’t pretend Meg’s the problem” She pulled a phone and ordered a taxi. “You need to go accueil alone and figure some stuff out”