Dear Diary,
I know this is stupid, but when I made my decision to hunt and travel with Dean and Sam I needed something to help me vent. When I don't have enough privacy or any time alone for that matter it's living hell for everyone around me, so watch out. Being with boys all day, most of the time in the impala, you'd want something for yourself too.
I've been going through alot lately, so when we stopped at a gas station that sold more than food and cigarettes I was relieved to find an empty book for under five bucks. Before I go any farther I need to warn you, if your Dean or Sam I will find out your reading this and kick both of your ass's!
Now, back to me, the whole reason I have this thing anyways. My life is full of stuff that you would never dream upon your worst enemy, and it gets worse all the time. So, if your afraid of the dark or of what really is under your bed, I highly suggest stopping here.
I'm pregnant by the way, just to let you know, and I have no clue who the father is. Don't be jumping to conclusions and thinking I'm some kind of slut because I'm not. It's a long story, one that you should probably know by now. I'm about three weeks along and have no idea how to raise a baby.
I'm not really worried....... yet. I mean, come on, I'm only three weeks along which means I have months until I actually have the baby. The only thing that I'm worried about is what Dean will do to Sam if it turns out the baby's his. That's one the many (and I mean many) reasons I'm praying the baby is Dean's.
I would never tell this to Dean or anybody else, but I've been wondering, could the baby be born a demon? I know it sounds impossible, but is there the slightest chance? As I read in one of Bobby's books once, beauty in species is beauty in heart. Whatever that's supposed to mean, I just thought it kinda fit here.
Me and my weird thoughts, I'm just being paranoid. I have to go now, take a shower and then share a bed with Dean, now there's something I can get used to.
Jo closed her diary and hid it under the backseat of the impala. Underneath the seat was a small space big enough to keep her diary hidden, which was perfect because then no one would find it. She got out of the car and headed into the motel room and past the two twin beds up against the tan colored walls and into the bathroom.
She made sure to be quick in the shower because Dean ans Sam still had to take one. She stood in the shower and thought, this was her time to just think and not be questoned if she was okay. She thought about everything. Her mom, Dean, and the little baby growing inside her. Before she realized it she had been in the shower for twenty minutes. She turned off the water and pulled back the curtain, revealing her naked body to the chilly air within the small bathroom. She grabbed the towel off the door and wrapped it around her.
Damn it. She thought. She left her bag with her clothes on the bed she and Dean shared. She slowly opened the door and peered out. Sam was sitting at the table in the corner of the room eyes glued on his laptop. Dean was laying on the bed, remote in hand, watching tv. She made her way out of the bathroom, hoping not to draw any attention to her wet body that was barely covered with the short towel that she held closely to her breasts.
She made her way over to the bed and bent over searching for something comfortable to wear to bed. When she glanced up she saw Dean smirking, enjoying the veiw as she was bent over her bag. She gave him a look and grabbed her clothes and went back into the bathroom, closing the door tightly behind her. Once she was dressed in a navy tank top and black short shorts she brushed out her hair and brushed her teeth.
When she was done in the bathroom Sam got up out of the chair he was sitting in and went into the bathroom. When she heard the blast of the shower as water came out she laid down on the bed next to Dean. He put his arm around her and she nuzzled her head into his chest as she watched tv with him. He had the channel on a fright night marathon.
Typical Dean. She thought and smiled as she drifted off to sleep.