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jessicalee-moore:

"Somethings you just don’t get used to," Jessica muttered under her breath. The comment was meant for herself, because she was certain there was no way she could get used to dying and coming back again. And it was certainly something she didn’t want to get used to.

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At the blonde girl’s comment, Jessica was caught off guard. Her blue eyes widened in surprise before smiling. “Y-yeah,” She said with a nod of her head. “Do you happen to know where either of them are?” Maybe her luck was changing.

"I dunno. I think you’ll find that you’ll kinda adjust to anythin’ if you have enough time and patience." Jo had returned from the dead and yet somehow had come to comprehend it without too much doubt or hesitation. 

"No, not recently. I’ve kinda been outta commission for a while." Jo chuckles bitterly as she recalls the unfortunate cause of her death, but she continues. "I’ve been lookin’ for them though, and I heard a coupl’a people say they were somewhere ‘round London."

Questions and Falsities || Jo and Amelia

itsyouramelia:

An anonymous source? That sounded odd. She’d had experiences with people who liked to remain anonymous in the past, but she doubted that this was the same person. “I doubt that anybody would have more information than the FBI.” Amelia raised an eyebrow. The thought of the possibility of a fake badge still niggling at the back of her mind. “I really don’t know who would have told you this, or why they have singled me out specifically.” 

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Amie tilted her head to one side, her eyebrows close to knitting together as she scrunched her brow. “Wait? There was a murder?” Her eyes widened. “Surely, it would have been on the news, wouldn’t it?”

"You’d be surprised," Jo says, attempting to brush off the comment as she pulls a piece of hair from her face. "They also wished for their logic to remain anonymous, for they figured you’d be able to figure everythin’ out if you knew what they said." She shrugs, making it evident she was ready to dismiss the subject. Jo does not mind lying, but she prefers to adhere to the truth whenever possible. 

"Yeah, there was. It wasn’t on the news to try and reduce panic. There’s been more homicides happenin’ than ever before, and neither government wants the people to panic." Jo had conversed with an actual government official previously in the week, and she was merely repeating the information. 

tagged → #Amelia #itsyouramelia

bridgette-the-archangel:

"From what I believe Castiel is not a Guardian," she told Jo. "Although, you are right he does look after them both. That does not however mean he is meant to. Castiel," she sighed, "He is a good angel and he always tries his best, but he stopped following the rules a long time ago."

"What rules is he supposed to follow?" Though Jo was aware there were heavenly laws that govern over all the angels that reside in Heaven, she never bothered with the specifics. "So, if I was to be a Guardian, how would that happen?"

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jessicalee-moore:

"I guess those are really weird questions to bring up, right? Not normal?" Jessica nodded her head. Definitely not normal questions.

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"Um, y’know. I feel you probably can’t answer my questions. But maybe you can help me find someone who can. This is a stretch, but—what the hell—do you know a Sam Winchester by chance?"

Jo shrugs off the statement, well adjusted to the supernatural and anything beyond. “Yeah, I suppose, but my life revolves around the weird. I’m kinda used to it all.”

"Try me." She crosses her arms, gaze fixated upon the other blonde. However, her expression shifts when Jess mentions Sam Winchester, the curiosity evident in her features. "Actually, yeah, I do. Him and his brother Dean, right?"

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jessicalee-moore:

"Well for starters, why I’m here."

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"How I’m here is a good question too, but we’ll focus on the ‘why’ for now."

"Why wouldn’t you be here?" Jo deliberately ignores the how element of her statement. Either this girl was slightly mad, or she had experienced something beyond most as Jo had.

bridgette-the-archangel:

"Guardian angel," Bridgette nodded, "they try not to interfere unless it’s absolutely necessary." Bridgette explained. "It’s a one angel-one person kind of thing. That’s all it takes for a human and all one angel can really handle." She shrugged.

"What’bout Castiel? He kinda looks over both of the Winchesters, doesn’t he? One angel, two people?" Jo raises her eyebrows slightly. The Winchesters were honestly the only people she considered worth protecting who were still alive. 

Explaining the Unexplainable. |Open|

theconsultingdetectivex:

”Oxytocin. Dopamine. Serotonin.

”Neurotransmitters, cerebral cortex, frontal lobe.

”Endoplasma, ectoplasma, nucleus construction. What, what, what am I missing!?” Sherlock huffed, pushing the tenth sample from the victim’s brain he had taken that night. He was missing something, something vital. There was absolutely no conceivable way that this person ended up in the state they did, and yet, the remains of Alexander Redblunt said otherwise. He ruffled his hair, trying to think, before burying his face in his hands. He was so consumed in his thoughts he hadn’t noticed the other person standing in the morgue.

After a moment, he sat up and sighed, looking over, taking the other person in. “What? Can’t you see I’m busy?

Jo sauntered into the morgue, her hands stuffed in her back pockets with ease. The newspaper had alluded to a supernatural element within a rather peculiar death of Alexander Redblunt, and, as always, she had felt the desire to investigate. Though diagnostics was not a strength for Joanna Beth Harvelle, she still felt as though she should attempt to investigate. Lives could potentially be at stake.

She had not expected anybody else to be analyzing the body when she approached the morgue, and Sherlock’s presence had shocked her. “Yeah, well, some of us gotta work too.” She pulls her hands out of her pockets, drawing out the FBI badge concealed in her wallet. “FBI. I need to investigate, so I would appreciate it if you would just leave.”

Questions and Falsities || Jo and Amelia

itsyouramelia:

Amelia scrunched her face in confusion, thinking back to her training and remembering all of the tell-tale signs of a fake ID. She shook off these thoughts and blamed it on the fact that she hadn’t worked there for over seven months. image

"Well then, Agent Simmons, I’m sorry for the confusion, but I don’t understand why you’d want to take me in for questioning.” She said with her own grin, but as it sunk in that this woman probably was an FBI agent, she cleared her throat before saying, “Sorry. I mean I’d be more than happy to answer any questions you have to ask.”

"An anonymous source said that you had involvement with recent activities and that you are aware of information most others do not have." Though Amelia had contradicted her question, Jo still felt the need to compensate with an answer. However, in all honesty, each word expelled from her mouth was false.

Jo nods her head slightly as Amelia agrees to answer her questions. “Do you have any information about the de’Havallind murder that happened last week?”

tagged → #itsyouramelia #Amelia
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jessicalee-moore:

"Can someone tell me what’s going on around here?"

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“‘Cause I’m a little confused…”

"What’re you confused about?"