Dean knocked on the front door of Bobby's house. After a minute had gone by and no one had answered, he let himself in. He walked in

past the old wooden table were Jo was sitting in the kitchen and grabbed a beer out of the fridge and popped it open.

Just as he turned around he saw her leaning back in with her feet propped up on the other chair in front of her. "What are you doing here?" He asked her curiously.

"Got in to a fight with my mom." She answered hesitantly.

Dean didn't have to ask what the fight was about. It was always the same thing; Ellen didn't want her little girl to hunt. She was always afraid of her getting hurt. Dean understood Ellen's reason behind it; supported it in fact. He knew Jo could take care of herself but no one wanted to risk it.

"She means well, you know." Dean said without a thought.

"Oh come on! You're not telling me that you're on her side are you!" Jo replied back in anger rather quickly.

"No." He lied.

"Whatever." She said getting up and walking to the living room. She picked up a file of papers, and walked back "These are for you." Jo said handing them to Dean. "Bobby told me to give this to you, when you arrived."

"What is it?" He asked being lazy enough to not open it.

"It's a job." She said as she wandered off and sat on the couch. "A family of four was all killed in their home. No signs of break ins or anything like that. Most likely to be a poltergeist."

"Oh, ok." Dean set his beer on the table and started out with the folder in hand.

"I want to go." Jo said out of no were, knowing Dean's answer was going to be a no.

"Nope." Dean replied exactly as Jo thought. "No way am I taking you with me."

"Why not?" Jo demanded an answer.

"Because, I said so." He answered not thinking of anything better to say.

"What, is it because I'm a girl? There are tons of girl hunters out there you know, and I'm supposed to be the only one not allowed to hunt!" Jo was starting to shout at him raging with anger as things like this always went this way with her mother.

Dean turned around. "It's not because you're a girl. I'm not sexist you know."

"You're starting to sound like my mom!" She said growing angrier.

"I have my reasons!" said Dean now starting to yell.

"Yea, like what!" Jo replied back wandering if he had a real reason at all.

"I don't need to explain it!" He said hoping to get around this argument. Jo got up from the couch and walked over to Dean angrily blocking the door. "Jo, get out of the way! You're not going!" Dean stood in front of Jo unable to get around her.

"Tell me!" "No!" They shouted at each other.

"Tell me!"She yelled for the 3rd time, anger raging through her. "I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU DEAD! " Dean shouted getting red in the face.

Jo looked at Dean speechless, and then looked at the ground intimidated by Dean's scowl. She stepped to the side letting Dean pass and knew he had finally gone hearing the low rumble of the Impala driving off.