Author Note 1: Thank you for reading and I hope people like the next chapter. I know I'm writing John a bit OOC but honestly I think he did love his boys and if a little girl had come into his life while they were still small that some of his walls may have crumbled down and he would realize that he wants to be more than a drill sergeant and want to be a father to his boys, especially Dean as he accepts how much he made him grow up way too soon.

Also as sweet as Jo is, in this chapter she has more of a darker backstory and things are definitely not all rainbows and unicorns in her world.

Chapter 3

"Daddy did Bobby say if Jo was coming this summer?" A eight year old Sammy asked.

The first summer the kids were all together was rocky with Sammy declaring that he hated Jo but that changed last year when the two children found they liked the same book series called Goosebumps.

"She's already there." John informed him.

"Cool. I'm sure Dean can't wait to see his girrrrllllllfriendddd!" Sammy taunted.

Dean ignored his brother. He didn't want to get another lecture from his father about Jo.

His father had pulled him aside last night after Sammy had gone to bed to remind him that he needed to remember that Jo was still a young girl and that he needed to keep some boundaries between them, especially now that Dean had started to go through puberty.

He had been horrified at what his father was saying to him and he tried to shrug it off but he turned beet red when John added bluntly that under no circumstances was he to let Jo sleep in his bed anymore since he usually woke up with a woody in the morning.

He still had nightmares about the day his father walked into the bathroom while he was in the shower taking care of his recent morning visitor. His father...big bad John Winchester actually scream in shock, stammered an apology and literally ran out of the bathroom.

Father and son couldn't look each other in the eyes for several days and finally John had Dean help him change the oil on the Impala and asked if Dean had any questions for him about what was going on with his body.

He had a million but he would rather have poke his eyes out with a rusty nail than ask his father. He would just finish reading the book he stole from the library like a normal guy. Finally he did ask if John could buy him deodorant, he had noticed that since he started growing hair under his armpits that he smelled a little bit more than normal.

The big man seemed to sigh in relief that he didn't have any real questions and knew that buying his son deodorant was him getting off easy but he didn't care.

He also knew that his father was right about Jo sleeping in his bed but he didn't know how to explain it to her. He wasn't always aware that she had snuck into his bed. Sometimes he didn't know until he woke up.

They pulled up in front of Bobby's and had barely gotten out of the car before Jo was running down the stairs to greet them. "Uncle John, Dean, Sammy!" She shouted excitedly.

Dean smirked when Jo first gave Sammy a quick hug before tackling his father, who laughed as he bent down to accept a hug from the girl. It amused Dean that Jo could make his tough as nails father turn into a gruff teddy bear within thirty seconds of being in the same space. Heck moment she had asked his father if it was alright if she called him Uncle John the big man was a goner.

After giving his dad a kiss on his cheek she turned and gave Dean that special smile that she only gave him before throwing her arms around his neck and whispering in his ear, "I've missed you Dean."

"Me too," he whispered back as he held her for a few short seconds before moving away slightly and giving Jo a sideways glance that she knew meant that his father was watching them.

"Boys, John." Bobby Singer said as he walked over to join the group.

"Hey Bobby," John and the boys said in unison.

"Just in time for supper," he announced before adding. "Jo's been cooking up a storm."

"Jo's cooking?" Sammy asked hesitantly.

"Only if Uncle Bobby is in the kitchen." She explained.

The all went inside and the three Winchesters did a double take as they looked around the usually cluttered house.

They were surprised when they saw that the books were mostly put away, all the surfaces were dusted and polished and the wooden floors were recently washed and waxed. There were actually small pillows on the couch, some pretty nick nacks on the side tables and some photos of Jo and Bobby hanging on the walls. Dean smiled when he saw a pictures of himself and Jo sitting on the mantle.

"You get a maid Bobby?" Dean asked as he looked around at the transformation in front of him.

"No, I've got a Jo who insisted that she wasn't living in a cluttered mess anymore." He explained as he patted his niece on the shoulder.

"Jo did all this?" Sammy asked in awe.

"Uncle Bobby helped, he put away his books and the stuff I'm not allowed to touch but I did the rest." She told them.

"How long have you been here?" Sammy asked as they headed into the kitchen and were surprised to see that room was just as clean as the rest of the house.

Jo looked at her uncle and he smiled down at the girl encouragingly. "Jo lives here now."

"What about her Mama?" Sammy asked.

Dean looked over at Jo and saw the tears that were threaten to spill and he shoved his elbow into his brother's side. "Shut it stupid." He hissed.

John looked at Bobby who just nodded his head, John coughed and gave the girl a smile. "Well something smells good, how about we eat."

They all sat down and watched as Jo brought over a platter of fry chicken, a bowl of homemade potato salad, a carrot and pineapple salad and fresh made biscuits. The men tucked into the meal and were more than pleasantly surprised at how delicious the food was.

"Who taught you how to cook?" Dean asked as he grabbed another biscuit and slattered it with butter.

"Jo been visiting with Mrs. O'Brien's after school." Bobby explained. It ended up being a great arrangement, Jo went to the older woman's house after school and stayed with her until Bobby picked her up. She even stayed with the older woman overnight when he had gone on a couple of hunts. Jo had told the woman she loved living with Bobby, she just wished the house was cleaner and that they had regular meals instead of sandwiches most night.

The woman pulled Bobby aside a couple of months back and said that he needed to make some changes if Jo was going to live with him permanently, namely help the girl make his house a home for her by helping Jo clean the place up, to give her a space of her own and let her put some decorations and pictures around to make it feel more homey. The woman had also insisted on teaching Jo how to cook and bake when the girl showed a keen interest in the activity while at her house.

Jo had a number of dishes that she knew how to make and Bobby main chore was to watch to make sure the child didn't burn herself. He had tried to help but even he had to admit he was more of a hindress than a help.

John sat back and rubbed his stomach. "That was delicious Jo. Mrs. O'Brien has taught you well."

"Hope you save room for pie." Bobby said as he sat back too.

"Pie, you can bake pies?" Dean asked excitedly.

Jo smiled and nodded. She wasn't about to admit it but she had asked Mrs. O'Brien to teach her how to bake a cherry pie almost 2 weeks ago. She knew how much Dean loved cherry pie and she wanted to surprised him. Her filling was fine but learning how to make a pie crusts was a lot more difficult. She had finally got a handle on making the crust a few days ago and was glad when Mrs. O'Brien had told her make extra and then she could make the pie in the morning before the Winchesters got there.

"Well since Jo cooked, you boys can clean up." John told them in a voice that told them to not even attempt to argue about doing the chore.

"Dad, what about the pie?" Dean said as he finally spied the treat sitting on the counter by the window.

"It'll be there when you two are done, now get to work." He told his son as him, Bobby and Jo headed out to sit on the front porch. Jo jogged down the front steps and called Rumsfeld over to play fetch. While the girl was occupied John turned to Bobby with the unspoken question between them.

"She called me on Christmas Eve crying." Bobby said softly so that she couldn't hear the two men talking. "Her mother had brought another loser into their home a few weeks earlier and the bastard had been slapping her around. Ellen didn't care, just told her if she behaved herself then she wouldn't have to be punished. I decided to go and check to see what was going on. I found Ellen passed out at 9:30 AM on Christmas morning and I found Jo..." He had to stop and take a deep breath.

Bobby still had a hard time keeping his anger in check and when he remembered the scene it still made him want to go back there and kill the loser bastard his drunk sister had brought into the house. "John I found her hiding in a closet. She was curled in a ball, sitting in her own filth because she was too scare to come out and use the damn bathroom. She had a black eye, her lip was split opened and she had bruises on her arms and legs where she had been grabbed and hit." He explained, watching the other man's face and saw the way the John had balled up his fists in anger at what he was hearing.

"I didn't even think twice, I picked her up and told her that she didn't have to worry anymore, that she was coming home with me." He went on before adding. "There was one silver lining, when I brought her to a doctor friend of mine, Hannah gave Jo a physical and tended to her wounds. She did check and was able to confirm that Jo hadn't been..." Bobby stammered, unable to say the words but John knew he meant the child hadn't been raped.

John looked down at Jo who was laughing as the dog gave her a sloppy kiss and nodded his head in understanding. "I swear sometimes we're hunting the wrong monsters." He said as he could only imagine what he would have done if he had found the child in those conditions. "She seems to be adjusting though."

"I was able to use up some favors people owed me and pull some strings to get full custody of her from Ellen without having to go to court. Those were the worst, the first couple of months while I was getting custody were hard for her. She barely talked and she was always jumping at the slightest sound, terrified she would have to go back to Ellen. She started to come around more once I told her that it was official and that we were now a family and that she didn't have to see her mother again unless she wanted to. She really began to come around more as she spent more time with Mrs. O'Brien. Gradually that sweet little girl came back as we started to turn this place into a home she could feel safe in." He explained.

"What about your sister?" John asked.

"When I went to see her with the paperwork for her to sign giving me custody of Jo she could barely focus her eyes enough to sign the damn papers." He told John. "I told her when she got her life together, then I would let her see her daughter. She told me that she was my problem now. Told me Jo was the reason why everything was wrong in her life, that she was the reason Bill was gone."

"What?"

Bobby snorted. "She blames Jo, I just never realized it until she actually said it. Bill had been out driving to the store to pick up some medicine for Jo when the accident happened. I'm ashamed to admit it but I also hadn't noticed the last couple of times I had seen Ellen before that she had started drinking more, bringing men home she picked up in bars. It just got out of hand so fast and that little girl was an innocent victim trapped with a mother that had grown to hate her."

John and Bobby watched the girl in question as she came back up the front stairs and joined the two men. John smiled as the girl wrapped her arms around Bobby's neck and kissed her uncle's cheek, before resting her head on his shoulder. "Rumsfeld's stinky...he needs a bath."

"You and the boys can give him a bath tomorrow." He told her as she climbed onto his lap.

All three turned when Dean and Sammy came outside to join them. "We're done cleaning up, can we have pie now?" Dean asked hopefully.

"Son you have a one track mind when you hear the word pie." John said as he ruffled Dean's hair as the group went inside to dig into the pie.

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Jo gasped as Dean pulled her into the upstairs bathroom. The stood facing each other, grinning before Dean pulled her in for a hug, holding her close. He hated that his Dad and Bobby seem to think it was wrong when they hugged.

"Did you really like the pie?" She asked.

"Sure did." He told her, before grabbing her hand and pulling her over to sit on the edge of the bathtub and asking. "What happened Jo? Why are you living with Bobby?"

Jo explained how she came to live with Bobby and what had happened with her Mama and Roy, the man Mama brought home before Christmas. Dean got angrier and angrier as she told him about Roy and everything thing he had done to punish her because her Mama said she was evil and needed to be taught how to be a good girl.

"Fucking Bastard!" Dean hissed. "Bobby should have shot him in the head!"

"Dean, your Daddy will spank you if he hears you say the F word."

"Don't care! Bastard doesn't deserve to still be breathing!" He hissed angrily as he wrapped an arm around Jo's shoulder.

They sat that way for a few minutes as Jo snuggled closer to Dean. "I really did miss you Dean."

"I really missed you too." He hated to ruin their time together but he had to talk to her about what his Dad had said to him last night. "Jo my Dad put his foot down on a few things. The main one is that he doesn't think it's right that you climb into bed with me and said I needed to tell you that you can't do that anymore."

Sighing she nodded head. "I know, Uncle Bobby said you were too big for that now. Besides I have my own room."

He didn't see why that surprised him but it did. "But the cot?"

"It's for Sammy, you're Daddy will be sleeping in the room with you while he's here."

"Oh, I guess that makes sense." He said sadly. He liked being close to Jo, especially so he could be there if she had a bad dream.

"Do you want to see my room?" She asked excitedly.

"Sure." He said as they got up. He went to the door and checked the hallway, he didn't want to think what would happen if his Dad or Bobby saw them come out of the bathroom together.

Jo lead Dean down the hall to the room before theirs and opened the door. Dean walked in behind her and smiled. It was neat and somehow it managed to be cute but not too cute, There was a bed, a dresser, a desk and a small table that she probable still had her silly tea party at but she had her collection of baseballs, a few bats and a football in one corner too.

"It's cool." Dean said as he looked at the photos that were on the wall. He saw pictures of Jo with her Dad, of Jo with Bobby, of Jo with an older woman he assumed was Mrs. O'Brien. He grinned when he saw a photo of himself, Sammy and his Dad with Jo sitting on his Dad shoulder all smiling at the camera hanging on the wall too.

Jo walked over to where Dean stood and reached out for his hand. He smiled as they entwined their fingers together before they walked over and sat on her bed. He stared when he saw a picture sitting on her nightstand. It was a picture that Bobby must have taken their first summer. It was a picture of just him and Jo curled up on the couch asleep together.

They sat together talking for a while until Sam made his way into the room. "Daddy sent me to get you." Sam said as he looked around the room. "I like you're room Jo."

"Thanks Sammy." She said as they stood up to go downstairs.

The three children hurried down the stairs together and join the two seasoned hunters in the parlor. Dean looked up to see both men smirking at him and it took him a second to realize that they kept looking down at his hand that was currently entwined with Jo's hand. He blushed slightly as he nudge Jo with his shoulder and they let their hands drop to their sides.

"I'm going to be leaving in the morning to go on my hunt." John said to his sons somberly before adding as he put his hands on his hips, "so Bobby and I thought you three might want to go to the drive in tonight."

The three children faces broke into huge smiles. "Really Dad?" Dean asked, unable to keep the shock out of his voice.

"Yes really, now why don't you three go wash up and put on your pajamas." John said and watched as Sam and Jo hurriedly turn and ran back upstairs. "Dean?"

"Dad, I'm too old to go to the drive in in my pjs." He said as he looked up at his father.

"Dean the drive in is almost an hour away and you three will conk out long before we get back. It will be easier to put you all to bed when we get back if you're in your pajamas. Now no more arguing, go put them on."

Bobby chuckled as he watched the twelve year old stomp up the stairs, grumbling that he was too big to wear his pjs outside. "Guess he doesn't realize that stomping up the stairs doesn't help prove his point."

"Guess not." John agreed as he laughed shaking his head.

Thirty minutes later the two men were sitting in the front seat of the Impala as the three children were piled in the back seat with a cooler full of juice boxes, sodas and snacks, plus pillows and a few blankets for the kids in case they fell asleep.

"Uncle Bobby, what movies are playing?" Jo asked as she leaned forward and rested her chin on the back of the front seat.

"Beauty and the Beast..."

"What?! That's a kids movie!" Dean huffed, first he had to wear his pjs like Jo and Sammy...now they were taking him to see a cartoon about dancing dishes.

"And," Bobby said, ignoring Dean's outburst. "Terminator 2."

"T2!" Dean shouted excitedly. "That's the one where the bad Terminator melts and stuff!"

"Cool!" Sam said as he remembered seeing the ads on TV for the movie.

Jo giggled as Dean grabbed her around the waist while saying in his best Arnold Schwarzenegger impersonation, 'Hasta la vista, baby!' John shook his head as the three children talked about the movies they were about to see.

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John looked up the rear view mirror and smirked when he saw Dean actually laughing as the castle 'furniture' began to fight the town folks. For somebody who huffed about this being a 'kids' movie, his oldest seemed to enjoy it as much as Jo and Sammy, he had even caught Dean singing along to the big 'Be Our Guess' number.

He looked back up at the screen and was surprised when he heard Jo gasped as the bad guy Gaston shot the Beast. Soon the little blonde was scurrying over the front seat and clinging to Bobby's arm. "It's fine Jo." Bobby said as he wrapped his arm around his niece.

Dean leaned over to see Jo was crying as the Beast was dying after being shot by Gaston before he fell to his death and patted her shoulder. "Don't cry Jo, look."

Jo slowly pulled her face from where she had it buried in Bobby's arm and watched as the Beast's body floated up and began to turn around and around. Her face lit up when the Beast curse was broken and he was returned to being a handsome prince again. She hummed happily along with the music as the Prince and Belle danced.

Jo sighed as she snuggled against Bobby again as the credit rolled. "Uncle Bobby, I need to go to the bathroom."

John looked back at his sons and the multiple empty juice boxes and soda bottles on the seat. "You two need to hit the head before the next movie?" Both boys nodded their heads. "Ok, you three go together. You boys can use the ladies room, it won't look weird if an older brother takes his little sister and little brother into the ladies room." He said, not giving Dean a chance to argue with him.

The three children got out of the car and Dean immediately reached down to hold Jo's hand as he walked them towards the ladies room. He was tempted to let Jo go in on her own and just take turns with Sammy with using the men's room when he saw the man was standing outside the men's room and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

"Dean do we really have to use the ladies room?" Sammy whined.

He eyed the man again and saw the way her looked at Jo and gulped when he saw the man grinned and then reached down to touch himself. "Ummmm, yeah we do. You know Dad will tan my butt if I don't follow a direct order." He said as he led his brother and Jo into the ladies room. "Come on, we can all fit into the handicap bathroom." He said, guiding his younger charges as he decided he wouldn't leave either alone.

"Dean!" Jo hissed as he ushered them into the stall. "I'm not going in front of you and Sammy."

"We'll turn our back." He said as he put his hands on Sammy's shoulder and turned him around.

Jo sighed. "Fine but cover your ears too."

The two boys obediently covered their ears as Jo did her business. After she finished and flushed she tapped Dean on the shoulder. He and Sammy went over and he saw Jo quickly turn and stick her fingers in her ears as Sammy relieved himself. When his brother finished he went and stood by Jo as he finally took his turn and pee. When he was done and flushed the toilet, he joined Jo and Sammy, guiding them out of the stall and to the sinks to quickly wash their hands before they headed back outside to the car.

When they got outside he saw the man still standing by the men's room and he reach down and took not only Jo's hand in his but he also grabbed Sammy's hand too, much to his brother's horror. "Dean, I'm too big for you to hold my hand." He hissed.

"Tough." Dean said as he dragged his brother along as he shot a look over his shoulder and saw the man begin to walk behind them. He forced the other two to hurry their pace as they made their way towards the car and his father. He sighed in relief when he saw his father at a trash can, tossing the stuff from the back seat away.

"Dad!" He shouted as he dragged Jo and his brother along as he began to run towards his father.

"Dean what's wrong?"

"Man behind us, he looked at Jo and...and he then touch himself."

John looked over his son's head and saw the man fall back when he saw that the kids had run up to him. He caught the way Jo looked over her shoulder towards the man in question with fear in her eyes as she realized why Dean was acting the way he was. "Dean, take Sammy and Jo to the car. Tell Bobby to join me and then you lock all the doors in the car, understand son." He told him as he kept his eye on the man.

"Yes Sir." Dean said as he pulled the others along to the car.

John watched the man head back over towards the men's room as Bobby joined him. The two hunters walked towards the other man who turned and hurried towards a car off to the side of the parking lot where there were no other cars. He was just getting into the driver seat and started to close the door only to have John grab it, preventing it from closing. "You followed our kids!" John hissed as he pulled the door open and reached into the car to grab the guy and dragging him outside.

"Hey, I didn't do anything." The other man said as he laid on the ground where John had shoved him.

"Not what my son said. Said you were looking at my friend's little girl." He growled.

Bobby watched John and saw that he wasn't about to let the bastard up as he looked inside the guy's car. It was the objects in the back seat that had the older hunter reaching for his gun. "Son of a bitch has kiddy porn John!"

John looked at his friend and knew he was close to shooting this piece of shit but he wasn't about to let him go to jail for killing him. "Put it away Bobby before somebody sees you. We'll take care of this prick, trust me."

Twenty minutes later they had the other man hog tied and locked in the trunk of his car. John used a burner phone to call in an anonymous tip to the local cops before heading back to the car. They climbed into the Impala and John turned to look over to the kids and gave them a smile. "So you three excited to see this movie or what?"

"Yeah!" Sam shouted as Dean looked into his father's eyes before scooting forward, the unspoken question clearly written on the young boy's face. John reached up, cupping Dean's cheek and nodding his head towards the flashing red lights off in the distance to let him know that the man wasn't going to be bothering them or any other child any time soon.

Dean sighed in relief and sat back as the movie began, pulling Jo closer and whispering in her ear that everything was good, his Dad and Bobby had protected them. Soon the three children were lost in the movie playing on the screen in front of them much to his John and Bobby relief. Jo had snuggled up against Dean and the older boy chuckle whenever she would hide her face during the scary parts.

John and Bobby looked up in shock when they heard a squeak come from the back seat and Jo scrambled over into the front seat again and clambered onto John's lap much to Bobby's chagrin. Jo buried her face into John's neck as the bad Terminator morphed into a chopper and the pilot jumped out in mid air.

John looked over to Bobby who smiled and held his hands up as if to say 'guess it's your turn'. Sighing he patted the little girl's back. Soon he heard the soft snores coming from the bundle in his arms and he was able to slid her off his lap onto the seat between him and Bobby. Looking into the rear view mirror he wasn't surprised to find his little man munching on a cookie while his eyes were glued to the screen as the bad Terminator was trying to get the boy to come to him by pretending to be his mother and his Sammy was curled up with a pillow and blanket sound asleep.

Dean looked up and saw his father watching them and gave him a toothy grin. "Dad, this movie is awesome!" he said in his best whisper so that he didn't wake his brother or Jo.

"Yup it is." John agreed as Dean's attention was brought back up to the screen.

Finally Arnold has sacrificed himself and the credits had begun to roll. John watched as Dean settled back in his seat as he started the car to head back to Bobby's. He wasn't surprised the next time he looked into the backseat he saw Dean had also fallen asleep. Finally he pulled in front of Bobby's and the two men got out.

John leaned in and scooped Jo into his arms as he said to his friend. "If you get Sammy, I can wake Dean up enough to hold on for a piggyback ride."

"Sounds like a plan." Bobby agreed as he opened the back door and gathered the youngest Winchester. John opened the other door and gentle shook Dean. "Come on Ace, climb on and I'll bring you in." He urged his son as he lowered himself enough so that the child could sleepily wrapped his arms and legs around his father.

John groan slight at the additional weight. His little man was getting a little too big for this he realized sadly. He smiled slightly when Dean murmured "Don't forget Sammy and Jo."

"Bobby got you brother. I have you and Jo, don't worry." he reassured him as he carried the children inside and upstairs. He stopped in Jo's room first, pulling down the covers he laid the little girl down and slipped her sneakers off before covering her up. He quickly grabbed Dean's legs when he felt them start to slid as his son fell into a deeper sleep.

Huffing he shifted Dean so that he had a better hold on him as he walked out of Jo's room, leaving the door open slightly before making his way down the hall to the room he was sharing with his boys.

He saw Bobby tucking Sam into the bed as he walked in. "Jo's in bed, I left her door open a bit." He told the other hunter as he carried Dean to his bed, pulling the covers down before turning and lowering himself enough so that when he let go of Dean's legs he would be on the bed. He untangle his son's legs from his hips and arms from around his neck and let the boy slide off of his back onto his bed.

He straighten as he turned and smile when he saw that his son had started to curl up on the bed while his legs still dangling off. Reaching down he gently lifted Dean's legs, slipping his sneakers off and finished tucking him into the bed as Bobby nodded his head goodnight and headed to check on Jo.

"Dad...bad man...Jo..." Dean mumbles as he rolled onto his stomach.

John sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his son's back reassuringly as he whispered. "It's okay, Dean. He's not going to hurt Jo or anyone thanks to you Ace. You did good tonight Son. Now go to sleep." He said as he leaned down and brushed a kiss on top of Dean's head before getting up to check on Sam and give him a kiss on his forehead.

He made his way over to his bed and sank down as he toed off his boots. He looked over at his sons and sighed. Tonight was supposed to be a nice night for the kids, nice and normal but in typical Winchester luck they ended up having to deal with a monster.

Author Note 2: Okay, I know I've made Ellen out to be a witch but I needed a baddie and unfortunately poor Ellen had to be it. Don't get me wrong, I love Ellen and hated doing it but it had to be done. Please don't hate me too much.