Jo is going to screw him up a surprised, and disgruntled,look. "You know, can we not say that? And just pretend you never did? Just. No."
The last thing she wanted to think about was Sam Winchester, in flagrante delicto, dragging her down from the sky, or through curtains or whatever the bloody fuck that had been. She was going with No. Just. No, and more no. Magic, yes. Sam Winchester's penis? No.
The rest was beating hard at the edges, as she clung to the only thing she could correctly reject outright as his other words sank in with alarm speed. Trying to take the breath out of her chest. The breath she'd barely gotten back to breathe, in the chest that still ached like someone thought she was gong and rang every cell in her body at 300%.
"What are you talking about?" Not knowing who she worked for. She worked for the only real government force the country had.
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"You know, can we not say that? And just pretend you never did? Just. No."
The last thing she wanted to think about was Sam Winchester, in flagrante delicto, dragging her down from the sky, or through curtains or whatever the bloody fuck that had been. She was going with No. Just. No, and more no. Magic, yes. Sam Winchester's penis? No.
The rest was beating hard at the edges, as she clung to the only thing she could correctly reject outright as his other words sank in with alarm speed. Trying to take the breath out of her chest. The breath she'd barely gotten back to breathe, in the chest that still ached like someone thought she was gong and rang every cell in her body at 300%.
"What are you talking about?" Not knowing who she worked for. She worked for the only real government force the country had.