Amargosa Chaos-The Stories of Jo Harvelle
Amargosa Chaos One-Living On
Pulling into the motel parking lot, Jo was tired and dirty. Her last hunt was a success, so all was good. Hot water running over her, Jo relaxed. A hot meal would be good, maybe she could find something that delivered. No she thought, it was better to go pick something up herself. She got out of the shower feeling a lot better. She brushed her teeth and combed her hair. She turned a little to reach her towel when in the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of his face in the mirror. She glanced back only seeing herself and part of the scars on her back. She shook her head and got dressed. Damn he had been back for awhile now. But she had stayed away. She had a job to do that didn't include Dean. And he had made it clear he didn't want her around. Sam had kept his promise not to tell Dean what they had tried. She was glad because she couldn't face him anyway. Enough of that, Jo said to herself. Dinner that was on the to do list. Jo managed to get some dinner and picked up a couple things from the store. She tried to keep extra on hand so she didn't have to go out much. But the other supplies she needed she wouldn't be able to find at the local store. With demons running wild it put all hunters at a higher risk to gather supplies needed. She would call her contact, hopefully things would go smooth. She already had another job waiting for her, so time was of the essence. Jo tossed and turned. She sat up, sleep wasn't something she got much of. Jo packed up her gear and left the hotel. Her destination was in Death Valley, California. A group of geological students had went missing. Their last known whereabouts where at a place called Amargosa Opera House. She had looked it up on the Internet, the pictures of the old Mexican colonial style building were beautiful even after all this time. Caught up in thought, Jo didn't hear her cell ringing at first. She snapped out of it and answered "Harvelle". A familiar voice on the other end, her mother. Jo's brow creased and her hand tightening on the phone. Her mother meant well but the whole checking in thing was a pain, to put it lightly. She had proven herself again and again. But yet her mother treated her like she was sixteen. Jo listened politely, answered appropriately and hung up. She hadn't wanted to answer the phone but there would be heck to pay if she hadn't. She checked out the freeway signs and made her exit. She needed more hunting supplies.
Kinnley was waiting for her. Jo looked over the merchandise and smiled she had enough to buy extra this time. She found the item she was looking for. She had requested it be made special order. Checking everything off mentally Jo checked the rest of the equipment and paid Kinnley. As she loaded her truck, Kinnley asked if he could buy her dinner. She smiled and said no thanks, got to be somewhere. Not the first time he had asked and probably not the last. He was nice enough but she didn't have time for relationships, there was to much work to be done. And for her the person she wanted she couldn't have.A day in half later Jo entered the opera house slash, motel. It was old but well cared for. Jo took a minute to really look at the place and get a feel for things. All research had turned up nothing on this place, but the disappearance of the students was odd and had supernatural painted all over it. She had her guard up and was ready. She turned down help, to carry her things to her room. So after a couple of trips she had everything needed at least for tonight.
Not wasting any time, Jo took a walk in and around the motel for any readings. But came up with nothing. So it didn't seem to have any ghosts lurking, so that left a lot more things to rule out. She decided to get cleaned up and go to the show tonight. Her story was she was taking a rode trip before heading back to college.