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Shed a tear 'cause I'm missin' you
I'm still alright to smile
Girl, I think bout you every day now
Was a time when I wasn't sure
But you set my mind at ease
There is no doubt you're in my heart now

(Patience- Guns N' Roses)

Patience: Chapter One- You're Out There

Flashback: Two months ago

Dean looked back at the building in time to see it blow up. He cringed, knowing that both Jo and Ellen were dead. He hated that Jo sacrificed herself to save him and Sammy. They would have found a way to save her, he knew it. Dean had just admitted to himself what Jo and everyone else had known all along. He as in love with her. As much as he tried to fight it, as much as he didn't want it to be true. Dean Winchester was in love with Jo Harvelle, and now she would never know. She would never truly know how much she meant to him.

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Dean got into the Impala and slammed the door shut. He was having a shitty morning and wanted to get the hell out of dodge. "Sammy, come on, let's go. We're wasting time." Dean yelled at Sam, who was still at the back of the car, doing only god knows what.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming," Sam sighed and got in the car, "If I didn't know any better Dean, I would think you were trying to run away from the memories of this place." Sam looked at Dean with sympathy. Sam knew how Dean felt about Jo, even if his older brother never admitted it. It was written plain as day on his face since she died.

"What memories Sam? I have no memories here." Dean ground out from in between clenched teeth, he was not thinking that they were in the same town where the Roadhouse used to be. He was not thinking about the first time he met Jo. He was not thinking about how she played Reo Speedwagon and then he couldn't get it out of his head for weeks. He was not thinking about the promise he made to call her that he didn't keep.

Sam scoffed and rolled his eyes, but said nothing more on the matter. "So, where are we going now? Texas, Oregon, Jersey?"

"No, Connecticut. There's a mental hospital there that has had a major pick up in activity. None of the locals seem nervous about it, but supposedly there's some construction that's going to be done, and the ghosts seem pretty pissed." Dean said without taking his eyes off the road."Sammy, do me a favor and put in the Guns N' Roses tape for me."

Sam looked at his brother with confusion on his face for a few seconds before doing as he was told. Dean found Guns N' Roses to be a 'chick band' and only ever listened to them when Jo was helping them. "Dean, it's okay to miss her, to miss them. Bobby and I do. It's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Dean pulled the car over and slammed on the brakes, "For the last time, I do not miss her. I am not in love with her. Okay? So just drop it, or you can get your ass out of my car and walk to Connecticut." Dean glared at Sam before pulling the car on the road and driving well past the speed limit. About 25 minutes into their drive "Patience" by Guns N' Roses came on, and Dean smiled. It was always Jo's favorite song from them, and he knew all the words to the song because of it. He held back tears as the song went through the first verse to the chorus.

Sam looked over at Dean and frowned when he saw the tears in his brother's eyes. He knew the significance of this song to him. Knew that this was the song Jo forced Dean to listen to over and over again; that this was the song that Dean sung in the shower, in his sleep, cleaning his guns, anytime he thought about Jo.

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They drove straight to Connecticut; much to Sam's annoyance. It would have been nice to stop somewhere to sleep. Instead, they took shifts driving the 27 hours it took to get from Nebraska to Connecticut. Once they were by the hospital Dean decided they should stop somewhere to get some shut eye and start out fresh in the morning. Unfortunately, the only place close was a hotel attatched to the Casino in town. Sam sighed and gave Dean a tired look. "Dude, lets just stop. It's only for one night. We both need sleep, and you smell like ass."

Dean grumbled and drove to the hotel. Once they checked in, Dean went and found a bar in town, it reminded him of the Roadhouse; cheap beer, good food, and a pretty blonde waiting on tables. He stayed until closing and then drove back to the hotel and crashed. He tried to sleep as little as possible. When he slept, he thought. Mostly about Jo, sometimes about Jo and him together. Other times, he just couldn't sleep at all. Tonight looked to be a thinking about Jo night. He knew he shouldn't have listened to Guns N' Roses today. He knew that when "Patience" came on he should have turned off the radio. But he didn't, he couldn't. It felt like a crime against Jo's memory to turn off the song because it made him sad. If he ignored everything that made him think about Jo, he would have to sit in a room with white walls and nothing else. As Dean slipped further into a restless sleep, he began to dream.

It was quiet, too quiet for anything good to be happening. Dean looked around hesitantly, trying to find what was staring at him. He knew he was being watched, that something was staring at him, hiding just out of view. He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around, gun ready to shoot. When Dean saw who had tapped him, he dropped his gun and stared, gaping. "How? How are you here? How are you alive? You…you were blown up." He shook his head and blinked, making sure he wasn't seeing things.

"It's me Dean. I'm here, I'm alive. I don't know how, or where I am. But, I'm alive. Please, you have to help me." Jo whispered and caressed Deans cheek, slipping away.

"Jo! Jo! Wait! Where are you going? Jo…" Dean shouted in his sleep and felt something shaking him.

"Dean…Dean wake up, it's only a dream. Dean, wake up dude."

"Jo!" Dean woke with a start, sitting up and gasping for air. He rubbed his face, looking around to get his barings. "Sammy?" He looked at his brother with pain in his eyes.

"Yeah Dean, I'm right here. What was that all about?"

"Sam, Jo…I think she's alive." Dean sighed and closed his eyes again.

A/N: That's chapter one. Songs used are "Patience" by Guns N' Roses; and the themes in that song will be seen throughout this entire story. The title comes from "Somewhere Out There" by Our Lady Peace. There really is an old mental hospital in Norwich. They are going to start doing construction on it at some point. Ghost Hunters proved that it really is haunted. And yes, there is a casino and hotel right by.