"Jo, listen to me, I'm the only one who understands what you're going through right now, and I get it I really do! I've felt that desire to hunt that you're feeling, I got that all the time when my father left us every other day to fight demons! I wanted to go with him every time he walked out that goddamn door! So right now the best option is to stay here with me until Sam and Bobby figure what's going on here!"

Dean was trying his hardest to not get angry at Jo; it wasn't her fault she felt like this. He buried his head in his hands, regretting shouting at her like that, he was just about to apologise when she snorted sarcastically and his head shot up to see her smiling at him. They were both in Bobby's safe house alone after Sam and Bobby went after the demon that was after Jo; she insisted she was going with them, but they left her there with Dean because it was too dangerous for her; Jo wasn't happy that they would both risk their lives for her.

"You think you know me, don't you Dean? Well guess what, you don't have the slightest idea who I am and what I am capable of!" Jo turned to face the door, she couldn't face him anymore; she didn't want him to see this side of her, the side that made her look like a toddler throwing a tantrum.

"I'm very aware of what you're capable of thank you very much. The first time we met you had a rifle buried deep in my spine, okay? I know how you're feeling, I've felt it too. The loneliness, not having anyone to run too; but now you do!" Dean made way towards her so he could comfort her, his arms reached to touch her, but she stepped back as if he was a predator.

"Shut up. You don't know anything about me."

"You need to hear this, Jo. I'm not gonna sugar coat it for you anymore, like you said before you're a big girl. Your life has never been normal, nor will it ever be. Not now. Not now you know what you do, so embrace it. Live it. Suck it up." Dean's voice grew louder as he roamed towards her. As soon as he said it he knew he was being a dick; he looked at the floor guiltily and shook his head. "I'm sorry that was... there was no need for that, I didn't mean it."

"Yes you did. You just love bullying people around don't you Dean-o, makes you feel more powerful doesn't it? You just love being the alpha male, everyone looking to you for the answers –"

He cut her off "No you know that's not true Jo, I just want to keep your sorry ass alive! You're my responsibility, do you understand that? I don't want to bury yet another body tonight, least of all yours."

Jo looked at him confused, she thought she saw something in him just then that she hadn't seen before, she decided it was nothing and shook it off "No one would miss me anyway... I can't let Sam and Bobby just risk their lives like this. It's me the demon's after, not them. I'm going." Jo headed for the door, as she opened it just a crack, it slammed shut by the force of Dean's arm. Jo didn't move an inch; she stood there looking at the door in front of her with head down, Dean's arm over her shoulder.

"Jo, stop. Please, please just... don't do this." She turned around slowly to face him, their lips were inches apart, yet Dean didn't dare move an inch except move his other arm to her shoulder so she was in between the door and his torso. He put his head down so that his forehead almost touching hers.

"Dean, I have too" She spoke softly "I can't let this happen; I know how to hunt, you know that. Please, let me go end this. I'll be okay. I can do this on my own. Like I said, the son of a bitch is after me, not anybody else; which is why I have to do this one solo. " He lifted his head up to meet hers and saw the look in her eye; determination. He looked back down at the floor shaking his head in disbelief, knowing he'd been defeated; there was no way he was keeping her here; not now.

"Let me come with you Jo..." he spoke softly into her neck, making her weak at the knees. She closed her eyes, and breathed in his scent, she noticed how warm his breath was against her collar bone and it made her want him. He moved his head towards her neck until his lips were barely touching her porcelain like skin, he moved slowly up her trachea towards her earlobe, placing small delicate kisses that made her body tingle. Before long their lips met in a deep, passionate kiss. The tension that had built up between them was being released and set free at last, both basking in each other's need for one and other, Dean's hands moved from the door to Jo's tiny waist to close the gap between them. They both relaxed into the kiss and it felt right. The kiss wasn't long, but for Jo and Dean it was perfect; but nowhere near enough.

Jo broke away first and lowered her head, she didn't want too but she had to get out. She couldn't let Dean distract her, she had to go find the demon that wanted her blood and kill it, once and for all. "Dean listen to me" her words were calm and soft "I can do this, you know I can. You won't lose me."

Dean sighed a deep breath, realising he couldn't change her mind now. "If anything happens to you out there... I... "He took a deep breath and tried to bring himself together "I'm gonna kick your ass. You got me?" Jo smirked at his response.

"I got you, Dean." She pushed her back off the door forcing dean to take a few steps back; she turned around and headed out towards her truck as Dean watched her reluctantly. He hoped she would be okay, he knew she could handle herself, but there was just something about Jo that made him so much more protective over her. After he saw her pull off the gravel, he closed the door and rested his head against it, counting down the minutes till her heard her voice again.