Jo pushed up from the bed gingerly. Not so much because she wanted to take it slow as much as not wanting to take another header toward the floor. Or whatever that might involve again. But her weight holds and the pain, if there is pain, is ebbing away and away and away. Which could be away, or it could be the half-wards making it almost unnoticeable in the equation.
"Sam got himself a girl and a kid?" That sounds downright amazed. "Huh." Jo shook her head. "Good on him."
Someone needed to get a little normal up in these lives. Which. Well. She wasn't sure if their lives here were the same. Could be anything remotely like the same. Couldn't be the same exactly. No magic. She kept having to remind herself. No magic. No jobs. No flying across the world. Kid. House under the ground, and Sam with a girl and a kid. And Dean who was looking out for the lot of them. At least that last part never really changed it seemed.
Jo crossed the room, toward him, the sink, the counter. Where she'd been earlier, crouching down to find her wand even though she was only barely keeping herself from just calling it to herself through the air.
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Jo pushed up from the bed gingerly. Not so much because she wanted to take it slow as much as not wanting to take another header toward the floor. Or whatever that might involve again. But her weight holds and the pain, if there is pain, is ebbing away and away and away. Which could be away, or it could be the half-wards making it almost unnoticeable in the equation.
"Sam got himself a girl and a kid?" That sounds downright amazed. "Huh." Jo shook her head. "Good on him."
Someone needed to get a little normal up in these lives. Which. Well. She wasn't sure if their lives here were the same. Could be anything remotely like the same. Couldn't be the same exactly. No magic. She kept having to remind herself. No magic. No jobs. No flying across the world. Kid. House under the ground, and Sam with a girl and a kid. And Dean who was looking out for the lot of them. At least that last part never really changed it seemed.
Jo crossed the room, toward him, the sink, the counter. Where she'd been earlier, crouching down to find her wand even though she was only barely keeping herself from just calling it to herself through the air.