I tried to write this as fast as I could so that I could update today. Finished it during school so here's chapter 2! And I still own nothing, sadly :(

Chapter 2

Dead? Dead? The word didn't even register in Jo's brain. She drew back from Sam and felt her heart constrict.

"You're lying, I talked to him like an hour ago. He's not. He can't be." Jo's voice began to trail off.

Sam let out a frustrated sigh.

"Jo, don't do this to yourself. You can't just bend the truth to your liking. Dean died in a car accident last year. That's not fiction, it's fact. And deep down, you know that."

"I have to go." Jo said suddenly, snatching a set of keys from the nightstand, grabbing a pair of pants from the floor, and dashing out the door.

Sam threw off his covers and followed after her.

"Wait, hold on a second here!" he called after her.

Jo tried to disappear out the front door, but the younger Winchester beat her to it.

"Jo, what the hell is going on? It's two am, where are you going?" Sam questioned, starting to sound a little freaked out.

The giant man was blocking her way and Jo knew she wouldn't be able to get past him.

"I want to see my mom." she answered quietly.

Sam gawked at her in disbelief.

"At two in the morning? Why?" Sam asked in confusion.

"Please Sam, I need to see her."

"Fine, I'll drive you." Sam said, giving in to the stubborn blond.

Jo thought it best not to argue so she just followed him out to the Impala.

It felt weird without the presence of the older Winchester in the car. Jo found herself trying to hold back tears. Sam gave her knee a comforting squeeze.

"I miss him too." he said softly.

Jo didn't say anything back. She just stared at the hand resting on her knee. What was the deal with her and Sam? She looked down at her hands, no ring. So she wasn't married or engaged to him, she must be dating him. Jo had always thought that if she ever dated a Winchester, it would be Dean. They had had instant chemistry, and then there was the issue of how Sam had tried to kill her. Granted he was possessed, but still.

"We're here." Sam announced suddenly, pulling Jo out of her thoughts.

She glanced out the window and took in the sight of the unfamiliar house before her.

"Do you want me to come with you?"

Jo shook her head, "No that's okay, I won't be long."

Sam reached his arm across to open the door for her. Jo stepped out of the car and strode up to the doorstep. Her hand was shaking as she rapped her knuckle on the door. She heard some shuffling inside the house and then a porch light came on and the door opened.

"Joanna Beth, do you have any idea what time it is?"

Jo drew in several shuddering breaths as the tears began to fall.

"Daddy." she said in awe.

Jo was trying as hard as she could to maintain her composure, but it was proving to be extremely difficult.

"What is it? Sweetheart, what's wrong?" her father inquired, taking her into his arms.

Jo let his embrace envelop her and swallowed the sob rising in her throat.

"I'm all right, I just wanted to see you and Mom." she managed to get out as she pulled away, avoiding the creation of a scene as best as she could.

"Bill, it's the middle of the night. Who the hell is at the door?"

Jo recognized her mother's voice immediately.

"Hey Mom." she said, stepping out from behind her father.

"Little old to be running to your parents after a nightmare, don't ya think?" Ellen teased her daughter.

Jo laughed a little and wiped at her eyes.

"Well, we're all awake so we might as well have some tea." Ellen continued, ushering Jo into the house.

Suddenly it hit the young Harvelle. The presence of her father, Sam as her boyfriend, it all made sense now. The Djinn had poisoned her. While that monster was doing God knows what to her, she was trapped in this perfect world. Well, almost perfect.

Hope you liked! Thank you soooo much to every person who reads or reviews this! I'll start working on chapter three soon!