"So? Did you guys get anything?" asked Sam expectantly as Dean and Jo entered the room.
"Well, sort of. Samantha kept a diary that was like a freakin supernatural manual. I mean there was everything man! Even rituals and stuff." Dean exclaimed sitting on the bed. "But that's all we got."
"Not exactly." Jo looked over at Sam. "Considering the fact that Samantha has been dead for 5 years, it's kind of weird that he kept her room exactly the way it was when she died. And I noticed that no one seemed to think it was weird that Mrs. Baker was there. I mean, if she died in the middle of the celebrations, then obviously everyone knows she's dead. So why didn't they freak out or something?
Dean frowned. "That's a good point. We better not be dealing with a whole ghost town here."
Sam frowned, his brow furrowed in concentration. "Well, it could be that one of the spirits cast a spell or something over the town, so they don't have the memory of the women's deaths."
Dean shrugged. "Could be I guess."
Sam looked over at Jo frowning. She was sitting on the chair with a somber expression and her mind seemed to be far away. Her face appeared kind of flushed too. "Jo? You okay?"
Jo snapped out of her reverie. "Uhh, yeah. I'm fine. Just got a headache, that's all. I think I'm gonna take a shower." She jumped up, grabbed her bag and made her way to the bathroom all the time avoiding Dean's gaze.
Sam looked curiously at Dean. "Dude, what is going on? You guys have been acting really distant with each other since you came in here. This isn't about what happened yesterday is it?"
"Well, not exactly." Dean shrugged. "It's nothing Sammy. Forget it."
Sam looked unconvinced but dropped it anyway. "So, I guess we should talk to Joseph. You guys see him at the picnic?"
"Actually, yeah we did. He looked kinda like the nervous type to be honest."
"Well, we should go talk to him. Or you and Jo should anyway."
Jo stepped out of the bathroom wearing a pair of shorts and a white tank top. Dean looked at her and despite how awkward things were between them; he felt his heart miss a beat. Jo looked at him for a second before turning away. But not before Dean caught the flash of hurt in her eyes. Sam didn't miss the exchange and realized that something had happened that neither of them were willing to talk about. Knowing Dean, he decided to drop it anyway.
"So, uhh, Jo, me and Dean were just saying how the two of you should go talk to Joseph tomorrow. You know, pretend to be the friendly neighbors and everything."
"Yeah okay. But uhh, how about you come along Sam? I mean, you can't exactly stay here in the motel the entire time." Jo said quickly not wanting to spend any more time alone with Dean.
"No." Jo looked sharply at Dean. "Sam has to go check out the dead bodies of the three girls to check for any similar marks or anything. We go alone."
Jo glared at him for a second before shaking her head. "Well, whatever. I'm going to sleep." And with that, she plopped down on the bed and pulled out her headphones. Sam looked at her amusedly and shook his head. How anyone could sleep with music blaring in their ears like that was a mystery to him. He looked over at Dean staring at Jo and standing up, he left the room mumbling something about getting some fresh air.
Jo opened her eyes to see Dean sitting on a chair staring at her with a smirk. He shook his head slightly and bit into his pizza. "You don't have to act like it's such a big deal you know."
Jo stared at him with rage boiling in her stomach. She jumped off the bed and threw her pillow straight at his head. He growled before standing up and shoving her backwards. Breathless, she sat on the bed for a second and then jumped up again ignoring the ache in her head. She started punching every single part of him she could reach, all the while screaming obscenities at him.
"It's not a big deal? Are you kidding me you jerk? Twice okay? You kissed me TWICE! And then you act like it's no big deal? Well, I'm sorry but I don't exactly like being kissed every day with no freakin explanation alright?" She paused for a moment to catch her breath and Dean took advantage of the moment to push her off him. He stood up and pushed her against the wall. Staring intently into her eyes, he just stood there for a minute or so before shaking his head.
"Look Jo. The only reason I kissed you today was for an excuse incase someone walked in. they'd just think-"
"That we were a couple making out?" Jo finished his sentence with an eyebrow raised. Dean nodded before letting her go and turning around. "Well, I don't buy it." Dean froze at the sound of Jo's voice. "If that was true, why didn't you let go of me once the footsteps died away huh? And why did you kiss me before that? Huh?" Dean opened his mouth but nothing came out. He was caught and he knew it.
Suddenly the door opened and Sam walked in. Jo groaned loudly before getting back into the bed. Sam looked uncomfortably from Dean to Jo wondering what on earth he had interrupted this time. Dean however, was staring at the floor with a regretful expression. Knowing his brother, Sam assumed that the two had been fighting and something had come up which Dean did not like to talk about.
Clearing his throat, he spoke. "So, I just found out something that might help the case. According to everybody, the celebrations 5 years ago went just fine and to everyone here, Samantha Walker is alive and well. And so is Mrs. Baker. So I think the town must be under the influence of a spell. And I think the most important person to talk to is Samantha herself." Dean looked up sharply. "Yeah. She's back in town. I say you guys go see her once you're done with Joseph. Though if he's under the spell as well, I don't see what good he's going to be to us."
"I say we split up." Jo spoke up from the bed. Dean looked at her with a strange expression but she went on. "Dean can go talk to Joseph and I'll handle Samantha. Incase you guys have forgotten, we only have about 11 days left." There was an uncomfortable silence as the three pondered Jo's fate if they didn't fix this.
"I guess you're right Jo. We'll do it that way. But be careful. We don't know whether this woman's going to get violent or something." Sam cautioned.
"Oh, I'll be fine. Trust me." She forced a smile though Sam could see that the fight with Dean had not helped her mood in anyway. Dean picked up his jacket before leaving the room abruptly. Jo just got into bed without a second glance at the door.
Sam sighed. He had a feeling the issue was far from being solved.
Author's Note: I am SO SO SO SO SO sorry guys! I'm having exams right now so I haven't got time to post. It gets over on 15th and I'll be posting probably on a daily basis from then. This isn't that great a chapter, but I had to give you guys something at least/ Please review and yeah I know it's going really really slow and I'm sorry about that! I'm just having writer's block. If it's getting boring, please tell me! Coz I think it's getting boring but tell me!
