this was started about a year ago. dusted it off, polished it up, and it's not as shiny as a real fic, but it's something.
title: used to
pairing: dean/jo, sam/jo
rating: r (maybe light nc-17? eh, never can tell)
summary: there are things that they all used to think, things that they all used to know
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She saves his life in Louisville and he kisses her in Houma, their lips stained and slicked with blood. And he fucks her in Lincoln (and Green River and Sweetwater and Iowa City), his hands pulling her thighs open as she cries and writhes beneath him. )
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Also, tangent: Miss Joan, you have a very special day coming up! If you have a birthday fic request, gimme a shout. I make no promises, because I'm rusty in the writing department, but I shall try!
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And this line Jo thinks that she used to be like him. was brilliant!
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Missed you, by the way! :)
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Loooooooved it!!!
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