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28 August 2010 @ 03:21 pm
[fanfic] Struck by Lightning (Jo/Lucifer, PG-13)  
Title: Struck by Lightning
Author: tiptoe39
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Character death (canon)
Pairing: Jo/Lucifer (lolwtfbbq)
Summary: For birthday girl kijikun, who requested a first-kiss fic. Happy day!


He pretends he's a hunter when she meets him. Calls himself Luke. He dispatches vengeful spirits and monsters with more efficiency than she's ever seen, and Mom likes him. Says Jo could learn a little from the businesslike way he handles a hunt. Research, strategy, implementation. But mostly Jo suspects Mom can afford to like him because he's old enough to be Jo's father.

And it's true, Jo usually goes for slightly older guys, but she's never crushed on a guy twice her age. So the fact that her heart prickles when Luke's around she chalks up to jitters, and wanting to impress a hunter she's hoping might teach her a thing or two. That's all she expects from him when he comes out to the back porch with two beers and sits next to her -- to be taught a thing or two. Together they look up at the stars and enjoy the fresh cool feeling of the liquid sliding down their throats.

"Good stuff," he says, casting an eye at the bottle. Smythwick's. Not really good stuff, but not so bad either, and Jo worked at the Roadhouse long enough that she knows not to badmouth liquor that someone's already enjoying. She nods. Her eyes rove over his body. He's so long, long arms and torso and legs, that it's amazing he can even fit on the steps. She could follow the line of his body forever and never get to the end.

"There was a time when I thought I'd never have a moment like this again," he says, tilting his head. One finger lifts and traces the line of a constellation in the sky. "Never thought I'd have a chance to see the night sky."

He's already confessed that he spent time in prison. A hunt gone wrong, a corpse at the wrong moment. Luckily he was in his car, so the charge was vehicular manslaughter. Still, he was locked up for years. She can see the captivity reflected in his eyes, in the sad, hungry way they take in the landscape.

"Makes you feel like you can do anything," she says, raising her beer bottle to knock it against his with a tinny clink. "Like the whole world's out there and all you have to do is reach out and grab it."

"Well said." He gives her an approving nod. "You're a smart girl. A far cry from the women at the prison laundry." They share a chuckle. "I'm glad I met you."

She frowns. "Don't say that. Makes it sound like you're leaving."

"Well, I am. Eventually."

It pinches her heart in a way she doesn't expect, and she leans forward, shoulder jabbing up against him. "When?"

He looks down -- her face is tilted up toward his, trying to read his expression -- and gives a rueful chuckle. "Not tonight. If that makes you feel any better."

"Tomorrow?"

His grin widens, and he shrugs, defeated. "No. Not tomorrow, either. But eventually."

"I was hoping--" God, she feels like a schoolgirl, all tentative and hopeful-- "I was hoping you'd stick around. Keep hunting with us."

"Jo." She shivers when he says her name. There's something meaningful about it, like her life flows through that single breath. "I'm not the guy you think I am."

"Oh, please." The stubborn ringlets she keeps trying to comb out of her hair bounce. "You can't give me that. What matters is what you do, how you treat people. I don't care what happened to you before. You're a good hunter, you're a good guy. You can't convince me otherwise."

He looks her over, and she shudders. It's the same feeling she gets when she's on a hunt, and the creature has managed to sneak up behind her. Her system flares with adrenaline and warnings. "No," he says with a sad little sigh behind the word. "No, I suppose I can't. Good."

"Luke," she says, crossing her arms the way Mom does when she's about to give a pep talk.

"That's not my real name."

She fails to hide her surprise. "S-- so what?"

"I wonder if you'd like me if you knew my real name."

Her features twist. "That's a stupid question."

"Is it?" And his hand is on her face, warm hand. Her cheeks flush, and that just makes the touch hotter. She breathes quicker. "Tell me something, Jo. If you found out I'd done something really, really terrible... would it matter to you?"

For the first time she's a little scared. "Of course not." A pause. "Have you?"

He smiles, and his smile is so warm it hurts. "No. Not yet."

A sidelong glance. "Are you planning on it?"

"Maybe." His eyes dart toward the sky. "But only if I have to. I might not have a choice."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

It's a halfhearted request, and she's not sure she means it. She doesn't want to learn the truth, not if the truth is as ugly as he's making it out to be. She's relieved when he doesn't answer.

"Well, just for the record." She sets down her beer and grabs his hand, her palm lining his over her cheek. "I don't care what you do or who you are. To me, you're nothing but sweet. And whenever you do leave... that's what I'll remember."

His features widen in surprise, and he cups her face with both hands now. "Really?"

She masks her excitement in stubbornness. "Really."

He draws her closer, and she starts to fixate, wide eyes taking in his face, the lines of his cheek, and such soft-looking lips. Her heart's started to do a frantic soft-shoe inside her ribs. "Really, really?"

His mocking tone is so rich, it makes her tremble. "I told you. Really."

His breath on her mouth now. Her eyes slide closed.

"Even if I were the devil himself?" And then their lips meet.

She wraps herself around him, lips sinking into his, body curling onto his lap. The words and the breath and excitement of the night are pounding through her, and she's never felt so alive. Not on a hunt, not ever. If he is the devil, she's damned, because she wants this more than she's ever wanted anything. Just to be close to him, to allow that long lean body access to hers, to be taken and be possessed by the kindness and mystery that is Luke.

Something about that name...

She breaks off suddenly, panting, her lips parted and swollen from kisses. But his face is just as warm as she knew it would be, and she realizes she half-expected to see something foreign, someone other than him. She doesn't, thank God, but something has still stirred her to chills.

"I shouldn't have," she says.

"Shh." He kisses her forehead. "Of course you should have. Life's short."

"I'm not gonna sleep with you."

This earns her a laugh. "Good. I'm too old for you anyway. Way too old." There's something of the crocodile in his smile, but then it fades, and he gazes at her with such compassion that she feels her heart crumple beneath the weight of it. "Just promise me something?"

"What?"

"Remember me like this." He's dead serious. "When I leave."

She swallows hard. "Of course I will."

Relief flushes his complexion. "And I'll remember you just like this, too."

He kisses her goodnight, goes upstairs to sleep, and she's left dizzy from heat on the porch. The stars are swirling in front of her eyes. She lies back on the steps where he'd been and tries to put a name to the strange sensation swimming in her. It's excitement, but apprehension too, and not a small part of real fear. She feels like she's been struck by lightning, and now her body's charged from the contact. It will never come down again unless she finds some way to ground herself.

She never gets that chance. He's gone in the morning, the liar.

But Jo keeps her promise. She remembers him exactly the way he was. She prays that he'll be able to avoid the horrible thing he was afraid he'd have to do. And she believes. All the way to Carthage, she believes.

And then an instant before the explosion she sees a face and hears a name in her head and she knows.

*end*
 
 
 
Kevin Jonesmulder200 on August 28th, 2010 07:39 pm (UTC)
OH! That was awesome!

Jo/Lucifer is a rare pairing but I love it. And I love the connection between "Luke" and "Lucifer".
Tiptoe39tiptoe39 on August 29th, 2010 02:25 am (UTC)
Hey, thank you! My first time writing them, I think :) Glad you liked!
twfftwtfwftw on August 28th, 2010 08:01 pm (UTC)
Jo/Lucifer (lolwtfbbq)

INDEED.

But of course, you make it work. Beautifully.
Tiptoe39tiptoe39 on August 29th, 2010 02:26 am (UTC)
Why thank you!!
Maggie: Mishamwmm23 on August 28th, 2010 08:30 pm (UTC)
That was awesome! It's not a pairing I would usually go for but you made it work really well. I loved the interaction between them and "Luke's" whole cover story was very clever. :D
Tiptoe39tiptoe39 on August 29th, 2010 02:26 am (UTC)
Awesome! I had to think of some way he'd be in her life. Searching for information on the Winchesters and hunters in general, perhaps?
Glad you liked it!
Laurenjabber_moose on August 29th, 2010 02:46 am (UTC)
Because of kijikun, this pairing has grown on me. It doesn't make sense to me, but the way you pulled it off changed that.

Bravo!
Tiptoe39tiptoe39 on August 30th, 2010 09:25 am (UTC)
Thanks! It was a challenge for me, but I do like me a challenge *evilhandrub* Thank you babe <33
Mandy: Jofalling_dominos on August 31st, 2010 12:44 am (UTC)
Okay, I love Luci/Jo all the time. But this is perfect!

It's in character for both of them, at least in my eyes it is! It was a good read, and I memmed it for future re-readage.

Actually, since when I memmed it I didn't comment, I've read it twice now and I'm still in love. ::nods::

<3's for you!
Tiptoe39tiptoe39 on August 31st, 2010 01:19 am (UTC)
Thank you!! That's wonderful to hear. I don't ship it (well, I ship everyone/everyone, but it's not one of *my* pairings), so I suppose I had to think extra hard to make a scenario in which it'd work for me. So if that made it doubly believable for you, then that's a huge success for me as a writer and I thank you very much for that feeling <3 So very, very glad you enjoyed it!!
{ embracing the storm }: SPN: Lucifermithrel on October 7th, 2010 06:18 am (UTC)
I literally have no words for this. Holyshit! I don't ship Jo/Lucifer, don't even get them really, and you made me wish canon had turned out differently. The end... *shiver* Hmm, guess I found some words after all.
Tiptoe39tiptoe39 on October 7th, 2010 09:43 am (UTC)
ooh! Thank you so much!! Yeah, this was a big experiment to see if I could make this pairing work and I totally scared myself with how much i enjoyed writing it. I'm so very glad it came across. Love and squishes all over the place to you <3 <3