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 tu texting?” she asked upset.
“What?” Dean dicho quick. “No, no, I was…I was checking time…”
“why? tu 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 dicho annoyed.
“Right, because demon’s are generally so nice” Dean replied sarcastically.
“She’s not a demon anymore” Jo dicho sharp.
“Well, she’s not an ángel either!” Dean fired back and he stood. He threw some money on the mesa, tabla and took off.
Jo grabbed her bolso, monedero and followed him outside.
“Are tu kidding me?” she yelled. “Did tu really just bail on me in a crowded restaurant?” She accelerated her steps and blocked his way.
“Get out of the way, Jo” Dean dicho calm.
“Are tu 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 tu are” Jo said, softer now. “But don’t pretend Meg’s the problem” She pulled out her phone and ordered a taxi. “You need to go inicial alone and figure some stuff out”