I decided that I'm going to start writing more multi chapter fics. Hope you enjoy my newest!

Disclaimer: I wish, but none of it's mine

Chapter 1

Jo crept cautiously down the dark corridor, constantly checking her peripheral vision for any signs of movement. She shifted her grip on the knife in her left hand and managed to drop her flashlight in the process. The light blinked out as it clattered to the floor and Jo was enveloped in darkness. She thought back to what Dean had told her at the motel:"Djinns are tricky bastards, you really gotta watch your back." Why had she just brushed off his advice and gone to hunt the Djinn by herself? Jo pulled out her phone and looked for Dean in her contacts. The phone rang several times and then went to voice mail.

"Damn it." Jo cursed quietly.

She had just pulled up Sam's number when something slammed into her, knocking the phone out of her hand. Jo looked around, but she couldn't see a damn thing. Suddenly she was shoved into the wall and brightly illuminated hand came in contact with her forehead and then...

Jo's heavy lidded eyes slowly lifted. She jerked up right in a panic and a million thoughts began running through her head: "What the hell happened? Where was the Djinn? More importantly, where was she?" Jo looked around and felt the fear inside of her elevate. She was in someone's bedroom, in someone's bed,laying next to...

"Who the hell?" Jo whispered.

Suddenly, she became aware of the fact that she was wearing only a shirt and it was a man's shirt. Something about the plaid pattern on the material was familiar, but Jo couldn't quite put her finger on it. Just then, the person next to her began to stir. They reached out a hand to turn on a bedside lamp before turning to face Jo. She was caught completely off guard. The figure rolled over and Jo was met with the shaggy brown hair and dewy hazel eyes of Sam Winchester.

Jo couldn't believe it. She was either dreaming or had gotten really, really drunk. There was no other explanation for how she somehow could've managed to climb into bed with Sam Winchester. The hunter was staring at her with a confused expression.

"Everything okay? Bad dream?" he asked her.

Jo nodded her head.

"If this is a dream, then yes, everything's fine. But, if it's not a dream, then no, everything is not okay. I've had too much to drink and will probably have a killer hangover in the morning."

"What are you talking about Jo? I was with you all night and didn't see a single drop of alcohol touch your lips." Sam told her as he reached out a hand to brush her hair away from her face.

Jo recoiled at his touch. She was still wary of him after the whole demonic possession incident. Sam gave her another confused look.

"You're acting really weird, are you sure you're okay?" he asked her.

Jo slid out of the bed and stood at the foot of the structure with her arms crossed.

"Okay, what the hell is going on? Is this some kind of joke? If it is, it's not very funny. And where's Dean? I'm pretty sure he would want to know about this."

Sam's face fell and tears formed in his eyes.

"Why would you? You know what happened." Sam said, his voice breaking.

Jo sat down next to him and searched his face for an answer.

"Seriously Sam, where's Dean? Please, you're scaring me." Jo begged, feeling the formation of tears in her own eyes.

Sam just gave her a pained look and drew in a shaky breath. Jo grabbed him by his shoulders and shook him in frustration.

"Damn it, tell me where he is!" she pleaded, her own voice starting to break.

Sam just wasn't understanding, but he answered none the less.

"Jo, Dean's dead."

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