{sam and jo's} In which Dean has some bad news for his brother.

[jstliketherifle]

Shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit.It had been the constant litany going through Dean's head once he got the call concerning Jo. Once he got to the scene he did everything he could to keep a lid on the news from getting out to his brother, because he wasn't going to Sam with this unless he had facts. Hard, solid, irrefutable facts that Jo was

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[likely_evil]

Jo had been gone too long. She was just going for a walk, but that was hours ago and Sam couldn't find her now. He had walked the normal path they took when walking Ford. He went to the nearby park to see if they were playing. He called her cell phone at least twenty times and was sitting in the living room trying not to let himself go crazy.

When there was a knock on the door, his head snapped up to look at it, something just sinking in his stomach. Jo wouldn't knock. She had keys. And if she did knock she would call out his name along with it.

He got up and went to the door, seeing Dean through the peek hole before he opened it. "Dean, I'm..."

He stopped as Ford instantly pushed his way in and pressed up against Sam. There were spots of red in the dog's fur, drying. He looked back up at his brother, taking a step back.

"No..."

[jstliketherifle]

Dean reached out and took his brother by the arms, holding him in place. This was exactly what he didn't want. He should have paid more attention to the damn dog.

"Sam. Sam? Look at me. I need you to listen to me, okay?"

[likely_evil]

Sam shook his head, his eyes squeezing tight. "NO! NO no no NO!" he screamed, trying to break free from Dean's grip. But his brother was stronger, had always been and he just started to shake and crumple a bit.

[jstliketherifle]

"She's -- she's not dead, Sam," Dean said softly, trying to hold his brother's gaze as best he could. "She's not dead. She's stable and she's in surgery. She's gonna be fine."