I'm sorry it took me so long to get this out. A comment made it hard for me to continue. Again, I don't own Supernatural's story line, characters or lines. They belong to the creators. Christina is the only one I own. Please continue to comment and enjoy!

Dean's POV (Cont.)

"So you gonna buy me dinner?" Jo asked while her and me were walking down the hallway holding out EMF detectors while trying to get a bead on this spirit.

"What are you talking about?" I asked a bit annoyed by her rebellious attitude.

"I just thought," Jo said with a shrug, "with you riding me as hard as you are that you'll at least buy me dinner."

"Oh, that's hilarious." I forced a laugh. "Look the reason I'm doing this is so that I can keep an eye on you. Since I'm still shaking from the fact I lied to your mother. Plus, you are kind of the spirit's type."

"I know." Jo said with a girlish excitement.

"Wait, you want to be used as bait?" I asked dropping my EMF for a second to turn and face her. "Why would you do that?"

"It's the quickest way to draw the spirit out."

"We'll have to discuss this later." I said walking down the hallway to continue the search. "I know I'm going to regret this." I muttered to myself making Jo stop and walk up to my side looking really angry.

"What?" She asked her eyes narrow and hard.

"Nothing." I answered not wanting to have a scene in the middle of a hallway.

"You know I'm sick of your crap!" She snapped punching me in the shoulder. I raised an eyebrow letting her know that I wasn't phased by her attack. "You don't think woman can do this job? What about your sister?!"

"Look this isn't gender studies." I said roughly. "I never said woman can't do this job. My sister can do this job just as well as Sam and I. But I don't think you can do this job for you're an amateur. Leave the life go back to school. Marry some guy and pump out a few kids. The only reason I'm in this is because I was raised into it. If I would've met Christy before I would have told her to quit before she got waist deep in this world."

"Well, it doesn't look like she's going to be stopping anytime soon." Jo said strutting down the hallway besides me. "Besides she's one of the reasons I'm a hunter."

"One of the reasons? Who's the other?"

"We got a job to do." She said with a glare. I nodded slowly before walking further down the hallway getting my emf back up and ready to take measurements when I heard Jo let out a gasp and began to breath heavily.

"What?" I asked quickly walking to her side. She was staring at the grate at the bottom of the wall.

"Thought I saw something." She said moving the EMF reader down until it started to squeal and jump.

"Congrats. You found your first spirit." I said patting her on the shoulder. I bent down to see if I could find sometime by shining my flashlight when I smelt something off. Jo bent down and took a quick sniff.

"What is that? A gas leak?"

"No," I said adjusting my body to get a grip of the grate. "It's something else." I started to pull and tug at the metal frame. When the frame wouldn't budge I stood up and found a maintenance closet just a few doors down from the grate. I quickly picked the lock before finding a screwdriver and walked back.

I made quick work of the grate before pulling and reaching inside. I pressed the side of my face up against the wall as I reached in hoping I wasn't going to get bit by a rat or whatever lay amongst the wall of wood and plaster. Something brushed up against the tips of my fingers making me jump back.

"What?" Jo asked her voice a bit jumpy.

"I thought I felt-" I said before stretching and wrapping my fingers around what felt like a clump of strings before I slowly pulled my hand back my fingers like vice grips as I pulled my arm back. At the edge of my fingers dangling between my fingers was a clump of scalp and blonde hair. There was still some blood on the piece of flesh that was still attached to the strands of hair. "Looks like someone's keeping souvenirs." I said and I saw that same disgust look as I had.

End of Dean's POV

~N.W.O.~

Christina's POV

I woke up to the sound of papers rustling in the kitchen area of the apartment we were staying at. I slowly climbed out of the bed Jo and I were sharing while my brothers took to the chair and couch. I grabbed my phone and opened it up. It was nearing three in the morning when I gave up trying to fall back to sleep. "Jo?" I whispered making her stop what she was doing, which was research before I came and scared her for a moment. "What are you doing up?"

"I couldn't sleep." Jo said keeping her voice low and even so it wouldn't wake up my brothers who were snoring loudly in their sleeping places.

"So you're doing research?" I asked carefully sliding out a chair to sit down to help. "Here," I grabbed a couple of papers she was struggling to read with her rubbing her eyes. "Go get some sleep."

"Not tired." Jo said grabbing another stack of papers.

"Still as stubborn as usual." I chuckled making her give me a sideways glare. I watched her for a minute before setting my cellphone next to her elbow. "You need to let your mom what you're doing." I said with a smile. "Before it gets bad."

"No. She'll yell and go off saying how stupid I'm being in starting to hunt."

"Well, I don't think she'll ever call you stupid." I said leaning on the table. "Did she call me stupid when I left?"

"No," Jo said shaking her head. "She just waited to get the newspaper clipping of your obituary after your left. But she never got over that fact you just up and left. After all that she did for you."

"Hey," I said my eyebrows getting closer together. "I never forgot what you guys did for me. I didn't belong there."

"Well, neither do I." Jo said making me roll my eyes. "Watching you leave made me start to think about your dream of escape. I was being suffocated there. With the over protection of my mom watching friends leave and never coming back. You get to do this."

"Jo, please. You think you got a handle on this. You don't. Hell me and my brothers hardly have things ever under control. Things could escalate faster then you can blink." Jo sighed and looked over at my brothers as Dean had to move to get into another position on his lazy boy recliner he claimed to be his. "Unless you're here for a whole other reason all together."

"What other reason could there be?" Jo asked as she began to toss her knife around.

"A certain man in your life." I said slowly. And I saw her cheeks turn pink even in the dull light.

"You're crazy." She said shaking her head before grabbing another stack of papers to read.

"Deny it all your want." I said looking down at the papers that I still held in my hands. "Just take it from me, if things don't work out between you two, it's going to be awkward for everyone."

"Nothing's going to happen." Jo said looking at the papers scanning the words on the page. "Besides you don't have any proof."

"Yes I do." I said with a smile. "Just make sure none of you gets hurt." Jo and I looked at each other before she went back to reading with me helping since sleep was no longer an option.

End of Christina's POV