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Just what in the hell d'you mean, I've been brought here t'bring color! Don't give a damn about yer decoratin', I want you to tell me where you put my daughter!

[ MY GOD is she furious. Absolutely furious. 100% ragingly wanting to kill everyone right now furious. ]

This sure as hell ain't Heaven, though, is it? Asgard. [ She scoffs, shakes her head. Mostly she's annoyed. ] If these people actually knew what I know about Norse mythology and their heathen blood-drinkin' gods...

[ Well then. Back to the point. ]

Jo? Joanna Beth Harvelle. You answer me right this second! I know you're around here somewhere, girl. Ain't a way possible you're not.

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[Jo. Jo's mom is here- what did Merlin call her, Ellen? The girl's eyes are wide, surprised, but with a faked casual air.]

Ignore that blonde kid. He's one of them.

Um- Mrs. Harvelle, right?

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Blonde ki--The one who said it sounded scary? Dammit. How many of 'em are there? [ THE HELL IS THIS SHIT SHE THOUGHT IT WAS HEAVEN OCLOCK 8( ]

-- Yeah. [ She recognizes the woman, all of the sudden. She was a little distracted before, but once her full focus is on Mary... She speaks breathlessly and her emotions are getting the better of her tone. ]

I'll be damned. Mary Winchester.

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[In her defense, Mary hides about 90% of her Long Neck Reaction Guy response to that.]

It's still Campbell, actually.

[A slight, weirded-out smile.]

Do you know me from the future?

[Oh please say yes. She hates meeting people who only know her death.]

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[ Oh. Wow. So young. Can't be older than Jo, right now, can she? How the fuck is this possible JOHN WHERE ARE YOU y u always fuk shit up oh my god WINCHESTERS B( ] 'Fraid I don't. Didn't meet John until uh -- after. [ Yeahhhh. ]

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Oh.

[Wilting slightly. That's just about the answer she was hoping not to get.]

Well. Nice to meet you. Sorry everything's so weird here.

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S'not your fault. [ Ellen needs time to digest it all, but she's tough as leather. She'll work it out alright. ] 'M sorry we couldn't have met under better circumstances.

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That's okay. I've kinda met everyone under bad circumstances. It must be part of being fifty years behind.

[Wrong math, kiddo, but sure.]

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Isn't your fault.

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I know.

[Awkward.]

Did you find Jo yet?

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Yeah. She's on her way here.

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Oh, good. Good. You two are really lucky.

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I like t'think so. [ She pauses, a little awkwardly. ] Guess you are, too, bein' here, huh?

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Yeah. It's kind of a second chance.

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Better make the most of it, then, shouldn't we?