Thank you so much Blondie 20000 and Franki3Winchester for your feedback. I know poor Jo goes through so much here but she will come out stronger, trust me on that.

So the basically Jo will be walking through her memories-real, fantasy and planted. the part in normal script is our Jo from now, the italic parts are the memories. It's kinda choppy but I would think that they wouldn't be too smooth so I hope it works.

Also I'm taking great liberty with the mental hospital scenes...Lord I hope there aren't places like that anymore but I needed it to be bad enough that Jo would shut down and 'live' in a fantasy world.

Thank you again for reading and enjoy!

Val

Chapter 16

Dean looked at Jo, worry etched on his face as he watched the woman he love eyes moving quickly, almost violently under her closed eyelids. "Cas, what's happening?"

"Her memories are returning. Think of it like a video playing in her head of snapshots from her life. This will include her death, her return and everything that has happened the past 8 years. The real memories and the planted ones. She would never be able to handle them hitting her if she was conscious but she is in a deep sleep and these memories are quickly sliding into her sub-conscious and there she will be able to filter them properly." He explained.

"And when she wakes up?" Sam asked as he looked down at Jo.

"You both should be prepared that she will be overwhelmed. These memories will be intense. It will be like a raw nerve."

Sam shared a look with Dean as the older hunter sucked in a deep breath. "Jesus, she's not just remembering these memories is she? She's reliving them…she's going to relive the most painful times of her life isn't she? Her father's death, Duluth…Carthage…Osiris…the mental hospitals…all of it isn't she."

"Yes, unfortunately she will." Castiel said sadly as he turned his attention back to Joanna.

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Jo looked around the room she was in. The Roadhouse, she's in the Roadhouse. A sound caught her attention and she turned quickly to see herself…she looked to be about 5 or 6 and she couldn't help smiling at the scene in front of her.

Jo hummed happily as she munched on her french fries as she sat on her Uncle John's lap while him and Daddy talked. She loved her Uncle John, he always made her feel special. He would tell her she would always his special girl.

Suddenly she saw herself a little older bouncing excitedly.

Jo grinned when she opened her Daddy's present. He gave her a bow and arrow set. She turned when she heard her Uncle John laugh and said she make a fine hunter someday.

Jo smiled as she found herself behind The Roadhouse and saw a younger version of herself practicing using her gift. She remembered how proud she felt at the older hunter's words.

"Look at you Sweetheart, 10 out of 10 bullseyes. I don't know Bill; we may need to start taking her with us soon." Her Uncle John said to her Daddy as he scooped her up in his arms and swung her around.

She shook her head sadly, why did she have to remember this?

Jo stood and watched her mother sobbing her Uncle John said over and over he was sorry. Jo shook her head as her Uncle John knelt before her and said her Daddy wanted her to have his knife.

Memories kept flashing before her. School…the Roadhouse…her and her Mom together shopping…watching TV together…sitting down to dinner…oh God the arguments...the two of them were so alike that all they did was butt heads.

She watched as she saw herself laying on the ground…her first hunt with Gordon.

Jo swallowed as she pretended to be unconscious and heard the Rawhead. Where was Gordon? Why hadn't he acted yet? Jo's eyes flew open and saw how close it was to her and that Gordon was letting it happen.

She scrambled to her feet and took off. She wanted to hunt but she wasn't ready to die. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she heard the monster coming after her. She looked up and smiled when she saw her Mom running right towards her. "Get down!" Her mother screamed as she shot the Rawhead.

More memories after that hunt. Her mother tightened her reigns on her and forced her to go to college. She had tried but she didn't belong…why couldn't her mother understand this.

She stood as her mother lectured her about dropping out of college. Why couldn't she understand she didn't belong there. She belongs here, at the Roadhouse. Learning from the other hunters. She had made her mind up, this is what she was meant for, to be a hunter like her Daddy.

She gasped as she saw him…Rick…her Rick. They were so good together. He was her first love. She thought they would be together forever.

Jo sighed as she snuggled against Rick. She wished she hadn't lost her virginity to Tom Greenwood; she wish it was Rick. Her Rick, he was so good to her and he wanted her to start hunting with him. He agreed to speak to her mother the next time he came to the Roadhouse.

Tears ran down her cheeks…she hated this…remembering the moment she knew he was gone.

Rick was gone. He was died, she knew it and sobbed as she clung to a shirt he left in her room. Is this what Mom felt when Daddy died. God the pain was unbearable.

She watched as she slowly picked up the pieces. Learning from other hunters. Watching herself working at the Roadhouse and a slow smile crossed her face as she watched as she held the shotgun to his back.

Cocky bastard thought he was going to teach her a lesson. Jo hauled back and punched him in the nose and grabbed the gun back. She smirked when she heard him call for his partner and say he couldn't see anything.

She rolled her eyes, slightly embarrassed as she watched her younger self seductively moving her hips, knowing that he was watching her as she walked and admiring her ass.

She smiled at the way Dean was looking at her. A piece of her heart clenched as she thought of Rick but Dean…Dean looked like he could be fun and what the Hell she was young and should be able to have fun still.

She stood still as she watched…this was the beginning when everything truly changed for her.

Jo was tired of fighting with her Mom. Why couldn't she accept she wasn't a child. She be damned if she give her hunt to the Winchesters this was her case.

She felt dizzy as she suddenly saw herself in that apartment building in Philadelphia .

Jo breathing was shallow as her and Dean made their way through the walls of the building. She tries to hide her smirk as she squeezed past Dean and heard him mumbling about wishing he had cleaned the pipes.

Oh God…that box that Holmes kept her in.

She was trapped and that evil spirit had just ripped at a chuck of her hair out.

Great another memory of letting herself being used as bait.

She was acting as bait again…she hated how her heart was racing in her chest while she waited for the spirit. She closed her eyes when she heard him coming up behind her. "Now!" She heard Dean cry as she dove forward. She heard the gunfire as the salt ring fell around Holmes and his screams of agony.

She laughed as she watched her and Sammy standing together.

She couldn't help smirking when she saw Dean drive up in the cement truck and they sealed that bastard away.

She closed her eyes as she watched them all pull into the Roadhouse.

That was the most uncomfortable car ride in history. She winced when her mother told them to stay outside.

No not her Uncle John! He loved her; she was his special girl but it made sense. It's why he stopped coming around. Her heart broke as her mother looked at her she shook her head as she stormed away from her mother, through the doors of the Roadhouse.

Her heart ached at what she watched herself deliberately hurt Dean. She took her anger out on Dean. She didn't care, she was hurting and she wanted somebody else to hurt as much as her. She hated herself for that, it was cruel. He hadn't done anything to her and John's death was still so raw for him. The crestfallen look on his face dealt by her was burned in her memory as she said those faithful few sentences.

"Dean. It turns out my dad had a partner on his last hunt. Funny, he usually worked alone; this guy did too, but... I guess my father figured he could trust him. Mistake. Guy screwed up, got my dad killed."

"What does this have to do with…"

"It was your father, Dean."

"What?"

"Why do you think John never came back? Never told you about us? Because he couldn't look my mom in the eye after that, that's why."

"Jo…"

"Just... just get out of here. Please, just leave."

Jo watched herself as she tearfully put her clothes into a duffle bag.

She took off like a thief in the night. She sent her mother some postcards to let he know she was alright but she wouldn't go home. She couldn't. She needed to live her life.

She gulped as she watched him walk into the bar she was working at and closed her eyes. She didn't want to re-experience this moment.

Sam…it wasn't him. Something in her gut told her that. She screamed at the part of her mind that wasn't thinking clearly and she was ashamed when she let her panic take over. She feared that she was in danger of being raped and made her tactical error.

She still hated herself for letting Sam get the best of her and watched as he taunted her hatefully.

"My Daddy shot your Daddy in the head," he singsong in her ear.

She watched herself as she made her way through the dock area as she kept calling Dean's cellphone. At the way she sighed in relief when she heard the ringtone and ran towards him and helped him back to her place to take care of him.

"I know demons lie, but ... do they ever tell the truth too?" She asked as she finish patching Dean up.

Jo saw the way he looked at her as he said, "Uh, um, yeah, sometimes, I guess. Especially if they know it'll mess with your head. Why do you ask?"

She shook her head, " Nothing. Doesn't matter."

She watched as Dean caught the meds she tossed to him. She nodded her head when he said he would call her and waited until he closed the door before she murmured. "No you won't."

She remembered the moment of clarity she had at that moment and watched herself making the life changing decision.

She had been dismissed again and decide it was for the last time. She didn't need her mom's permission or the Winchesters help. She was going to be a hunter and she knew where she needed to go.

She smiled as she saw him finally. Her second father.

"Rufus, you're a bastard!" She huffed as he made her do thirty more reps.

"You'll thank me later Baby Girl." He told her as he tipped the bottle of Johnnie Walker.

"Yeah, yeah." She panted.

She laughed as she saw their first real hunt together.

Jo grinned as the flare lit up the wendigo and heard Rufus laugh from his spot on the ground. "Well Old Man?"

"Good work Baby Girl," the older hunter said as he accepted the hand she held out for him and she went willingly into his bear hug.

Her heart swelled as she watched her and Rufus working together.

"DUCK!" Jo cried as she swung her machete and severed the vampire's head from his body.

Rufus looked down at the now decapitated vamp and grinned at Jo. "Well that's one less vamp nest in the world. Come of Baby Girl, you earned yourself a beer."

"I earned a six pack Old Man." She said with a grin as he slung his arm over her shoulder.

She shook her head as she watched the moment her life seemed to end. Ash…her brother…he was gone.

Jo dropped to her knees as she sobbed. The Roadhouse was gone, Ash was dead and Bobby told her that her mother was presumed dead. Fucking Winchesters. Their shit was raining down on them and Dean didn't have the fucking decency to speak to her when she told Bobby to put him on the phone. His focus was on Sammy and screw everyone else. Same old song and dance.

She choked out a laughing sob as she watched the moment she realized her Mom was alright.

Jo felt lightheaded as she heard her mother's ringtone. Ellen Harvelle was alive and was going to help the Winchesters as the Gates of Hell were in danger of opening and she was going to help keep them closed.

"All hands-on deck Joanna Beth." Her Mom said and Jo actually swallowed the lump in her throat as she said no.

"I'm not ready Mom. I would put you or the others in danger because I would be a distraction. No…I need to stay away. You all have a better shot without me. Rufus and I will prepare the other hunters if you can't stop it."

She heard her mother taking in a deep breath and smiled when the older woman asked, "who are you and what have you done with my daughter. Oh Jo, Baby. You really are growing up."

"Get used to it Mom. I love you…take care and kick ass."

"Always do Baby." Ellen said as they hang up.

Rufus looked at Jo and took her hands in his. "A good hunter has no fears but a great hunter acknowledges their limitations so they don't endanger other hunters."

"If they can't stop this Rufus?" she asked as she looked at the older hunter.

"Then we take one demon at a time Baby Girl." He reassured her as she began making a list of the hunters they needed to reach out to.

She watched as memories of when her Mom and her began hunting together. She swallowed several times as she remembered the beginning of the end for her and her Mom.

She smiled as her and her Mom took out the shapeshifter. They had become closer since they started hunting together. Jo reached into her pocket when she phone started to vibrate. "Hey Old Man…River Pass Colorado…yeah, yeah…got it. Me and Mom are on our way."

The Horsemen…they were up against a Horsemen of the Apocalypse. The bastard made each of them to think the other was possessed…she had thought her mother was possessed and her mother had thought the same about her.

Once they were freed they all gathered as they went to leave town. She was shocked when Dean grabbed her and pulled her aside. "This shit is happening Jo."

"Yeah, no kidding." She quipped.

He looked over his shoulder at Ellen and pulled Jo into a tight hug. "Can we count on you Harvelle?"

"I should knee you in the nuts for even asking me that. You know I'm all in." She told him as she returned his hug.

Dean laughed as he leaned back and looked into her eyes. She saw it…the look he was giving her and when he began to lower his face to hers she pushed him away. "My Mom's waiting. Call me if you need back up." She told him as she hurried away. She nodded at Sam as she joined her mother in their car.

She groaned as she watched herself walking up the driveway in that slutty dress.

Here she was being bait again, this time in a slutty dress and spiked heels. Playing the damsel in distress. She could image Rufus telling her suck it up and do the job. She made a mental note to call the older hunter, she missed her mentor…her friend…her second father.

She groaned when Dean walked her back to her car. "You clean up real nice Sweetheart," he purred as he let his eyes linger on her breasts longer than she liked.

"Blow it out your ass Winchester, we don't have time for this. See you back at Bobby's." She said as she climbed into her car.

She giggled as she watched her Mom and Castiel doing shots. God she loved her Mom so much. She rolled her eyes as she watched the way Dean stared at her ass.

Oh she never imagined how much fun it would be to watch her mother doing shots with an angel would be. She looked up when she felt his eyes on her and sighed. She wasn't a fool and she wasn't going to be another notch in his dashboard, even if it ended up being her last night on earth.

He made his move while she was grabbing a beer, getting into her personal space. "No. Sweetheart, if this is our last night on earth, then I'm going to spend it with a little thing I call self-respect." She told him as she pulled back and walked away.

She gulped as watched them all in Carthage.

Jo stood by her mother as they watched Castiel, multiple Reapers. What the Hell have they walked into. She looked over at the angel when he told them. "They only gather like this at times of great catastrophe. Chicago Fire, San Francisco Quake, Pompeii. Excuse me, I need to find out why they're here." She wanted to shout at him not to leave them but the words didn't come.

"DEAN!" She shouted as she went back for fallen comrade, she got one of the Hell Hounds that Meg had unleashed on them but got attacked from the side and screamed when it's claws ripped into her.

She wasn't going to make it. She was going to die in some crappy hardware store. She couldn't stand listening to them; it was pointless and she had to get them to accept it. "Can we, uh, be realistic about this, please? Uh! I can't move my legs. I can't be moved. My guts are being held in by an ace bandage. We gotta—we gotta get our priorities straight here. Number one, I'm not going anywhere.

Her mother looked at her, tears in her eyes. " Joanna Beth, you stop talking like that."

Jo gave her more a small sad smile. " Mom. I can't fight. I can't walk. But I can do something. We got propane, wiring, rock salt, iron nails, everything we need."

Sam looked at her, his brain couldn't comprehend what she was saying. " Everything we need?"

Jo looked at the younger Winchester and said, "To build a bomb, Sam."

She looked up at Dean as he handed her the detonator. She gasped as she looked into his eyes. He loved; she could see it. He loved her and she had pushed him away because of her pride. She let out a faint laugh and closed her eyes when he pressed a kissed to her forehead before he leaned down and finally kissed her.

She savored the kiss and when they pulled apart they both looked into each other's eyes. She shook her head ever so slightly and mouthed, 'don't'. She couldn't bare it. They couldn't declare their feelings for each other…not now. Why torture themselves? She was grateful when her mother joined them.

Oh God, her Mom was staying with her. She tried to tell her no. She saw the sadness on Dean and Sam faces. Her and her mother were going to die tonight. The last thought she had was how much she loved her mother and how thankful she was that she stayed with her.

She sighed. Heaven, they were in Heaven and she was with her Daddy again.

"Daddy higher," Jo screeched happily.

Bill laughed as he pushed his daughter on the swing while Ellen laughed at their antics. He pushed her again and Jo felt like she was flying. She was going up higher and higher.

Her head spun as she watched her younger self suddenly go from being in the swing to her adult self.

The sunlight blinded her and then suddenly she was sitting in a hard wood chair next to an Egyptian God.

He tried to trick her into damning Dean but she wouldn't say what he wanted. He still declared Dean guilty and now here she was during his dirty work. It broke her heart at how Dean felt that what she was about to do he deserved.

The room was filling with gas and closed her eyes as Osiris forces her to use her powers to shatter the windows so the wind could break the salt ring. She looked up at Dean and said sadly, "he's making me do this." She shook her head slightly when Dean told her 'it's okay' as she reached into his coat pocket for his lighter.

She can feel it. Her heart was beating…her blood was pumping. He's gone, Osiris was gone. She sighed as her hand reached up and stroked Dean's cheek.

She watched as she was whisked away. She frowned. This is what happened to her after Death abandon her here on earth instead of reaping her soul again and allowing her back into Heaven.

She woke up gasping for breath. Where was she? She looked around shell shocked. She stood and stumbled over the beams and pipes lying around her. She winced as she stepped on a nail and she realized that she was naked. She grabbed a blue tarp and pulled it around herself for modesty purposes as she made her way out of the building into the blinding sunlight and collapsed.

Jo watched as the ambulance drivers pushed her up to the admittance desk at the hospital.

"She was found naked at the construction site for the old hardware store." She heard the ambulance driver told the administration nurse at the state-run mental hospital. "Said she never spoke a single word in the month she was there. No hits on her in missing person either. Shame, pretty girl like this…you think somebody would be missing her."

Joh whimpered…she knew her…the nurse in this memory.

The nurse pushed her down the corridor towards the room she was assigned too. She leaned down and whispered in her ear. "You are a pretty little thing…I think we will have fun with you."

She didn't try to stop her tears as she watched the humiliation those bastards but her through at the first mental hospital.

Jo bucked and screamed as she was stripped naked by the two male orderlies while the nurse she heard them call Potter supervised them. "Stop the fighting Jane or you know what they will have to do to you," she said as stood before the nude shaking woman. "You need to be bath, you're disgusting." With a nod of her head the two orderlies lifted her and put her in the ice bath.

She fought desperately to get out of the tub only to feel the taller of the two men put his hand on her head and forced her under the water. Her arms and legs flailed as she fought for air. He wrapped his fingers around her hair roughly pulled her head above the water.

She whimpered as the rough wire bristles scrubbed her back and buttocks. Tears silently slid down her cheeks as Potter continued to scrub her, telling her she was a filthy creature.

She watched as that bitch Potter taunted her…abused her.

Jo stared at the reflection of herself in the mirror as Potter grabbed chunks of her hair and hacked it off with the dull scissors. "Sorry Sweetie but can't take the chance of you getting lice now can we." She hissed in her ear. "Such a shame too…you really do have pretty hair."

Jo remembered the screams. She hated them…she just wanted them to stop. She had to get away from them and there was only one way to get away from them.

She closed her eyes as the patient in the next room continued to scream. She smiled as he walked into her room and looked at her. She knew him…knew those green eyes. He loved her…he would rescue her.

Jo gulped as she watched herself fighting the orderlies before the electric shock treatment. She watched as her eyes glazed over before closing. This was it…this was when she retreated into her mind and saw flashes of the world she created.

She shook her head as the leather belt was put in her mouth. She could see the electrodes being brought to her heads.

Her eyes slid shut and she smile as he walked up and pulled her into his arms. "I've missed you Sweetheart."

"Boy, keep your hands to yourself." The older woman said as she slapped him in the back of the head making her laugh. "You think that's funny, huh." He teased as he began tickling her sides.

She laughed as he spun her around. Silly man…of course she would marry him.

"We are never having sex again she shouted at she was hit with another contraction, causing the nurses and doctor to chuckle. "Okay, we're at 10 centimeters, it's time we start pushing." She heard her doctor say.

"She's amazing," She murmured as she looked at her baby girl.

He smiled as he looked down at the infant. "What do you think of the name Siobhan?"

Jo watched as Bobby stood before her. Jo frowned as she realized that she had known him when she saw him…she knew his name…they were coming back to her…their names…Bobby…her Mom…Rufus…Sammy and Dean… oh this is when she really began to put the pieces together…she could see it.. She could see that she wanted to call out but she didn't know how. She just stared directly ahead.

She stared at the grizzly older man as he knelt before her. "Oh God Jo, what have they done to you."

Jo watched as Bobby pushed nurse Potter against the wall.

"If you were a man, I'd rip you apart! Now get out of my way! She's not staying here another second!"

"Oh Bobby," Jo murmured as she watched the older hunter as he sat with her at the new hospital he had her transferred to. He loved her and did what he thought was best.

"I'm sorry Jo. I'm sorry it took me so long to find you." He murmured as he brushed a hand across her cheek. "I'm sorry but this place is safe. They'll take good care of you here. When we're done with these Leviathans I'll come and get you. Bring you back home. Help you through this. But for your sake, you need to stay here for now and I can't tell the boys…not yet. You know Dean, he would insist we bring you home now but I can't. I owe you Mama and Rufus too much to put you in harm's way when you can't even defend yourself but I promise, we will come back for you."

She remembered vaguely when they told her…her last hope was gone.

"Joanna," the young nurse said as she sat down across from her and took her hands in hers. "Oh Honey, I'm so sorry but we just heard…your Uncle Bobby has passed away."

She shook her head as she watched herself slip deeper into her fantasy world.

Jo grinned as Dean changed their daughter's diaper. Who knew he could be so gentle.

Jo moaned as Dean kissed her neck as his wrapped around her middle. "No sex mister, you heard the doctor...no sex for six weeks."

"Because Dean, I want Siobhan to have a real first Christmas and that means a tree, wreath, tacky snowmen and penguins decorations...the whole nine yards." She said with a laugh as her husband fought with a set of tangled Christmas lights.

"Camping...you want to go camping?" Jo asked as Dean tossed Siobhan in the air.

"Can you think of a better family trip. You, me and Siobhan all alone without anyone else." He said with a grin that she couldn't help but return.

Oh God…so many years had passed. She was older but still a shell of herself. She watched as the two nurses who were always so kind to her worriedly helped her get dress.

The nurses look over at Jo with concern. "Husband. I don't believe it. How could he have left her here all this time."

"Look at him, he seems more interest in his clothes than his sick wife."

"Yeah but he's signing her out and we have no choice." The other nurse said sadly as she helped Jo get dressed in the clothes he had brought for her.

She gulped as she watched Michael wearing Dean's meat suit walk up to her. Jo could see it… Hell even her shell-shocked mind self knew it wasn't really him.

Jo looked up as he walked towards her. She frowned, he was wearing a three-piece suit and an Irish scally cap. Her Dean didn't dress like that. The grin he gave her caused the hair at the back of her neck to stand on end. This wasn't right.

"Oh I will have fun with you," he purred as he pulled her out of the chair and kissed her roughly. "What cat got our tongue...here let me help you sweet Jo." He said as he lifted his hand and touched her forehead and that was the last thing she remembered.

Rage coursed through her as she watched him bring her to his hotel suite. He used her love for Dean against her. She was conscious but still lost in her fantasies and he used them and her love for Dean against her.

Jo shook her head slightly, her head felt heavy and she could barely keep her eyes opened. Her feet shuffled along as Dean guided her through the room towards the bed. "Beddy-bye for you sweet Jo. I have big plans for you and you're going to need your rest."

She brushed her hair as she sat at the vanity. She looked at herself in the mirror and added a dab of lip gloss. She watched as he walked up behind her and lowered his head and kissed her bare shoulder. "Come sweet Jo, it's time I take you to bed and we begin making my new vessel."

No…no…no. She didn't want to see this…she didn't want to watch herself having sex with them.

She moaned as he sank into her. She stared into his eyes and winced as he pounded into her. It was his eyes…they weren't right. There was not tenderness…no feelings behind them. They weren't the eyes she knew. As quickly as she felt that it was like light switch was flipped and he was her Dean again. His thrusts slowed as lowered his head and kissed her, whispering words of love.

She watched herself as the pieces began to slip into place. The bastard Michael wasn't going to allow that to happen…not before she conceived his next vessel. She wanted to scream at herself to not give it away…but she couldn't stop what was about to happen. She managed to make it even worst for herself.

Jo looked across the dining room table at Dean. Dining room…this was wrong. They didn't have a dining room…their home was smaller…cozier. This didn't feel like their home. She cocked her head slightly and narrowed her eyes as she watched him. She looked around the room. There were no pictures of them…of…of…of…a child…do they have a child…yes…yes…they have a little girl?

"Where's is she, were is our daughter?" She asked. Dean scowled as he slammed his hand on the table, causing her to jump.

He got up and stormed towards her and grabbed her chin roughly. "Stupid ape!" He snapped before releasing her chin and reaching up and touching her forehead, causing her to slump into her chair as she passed out.

Michael watched her as she slept. This was taking longer than he thought it would take. She was fighting her memories. He need her to be compliant but she had begun questioning him. He smirked as he realized who he needed and turning he snapped his fingers and saw the portal opened. "I'm coming for you brother." He said as he stepped through the portal towards his problem's solution.

She was sick to her stomach as she watched herself. She remembered…she could hear them but she couldn't cry out for them to stop.

Gabriel looked down at the woman in the bed. "Why don't you just let her go?"

"Gabriel you will do as I command or I will make you suffer like never before." Michael said.

She wanted to scream as she watched how weak she was at this point and because of her weakness she was used as a pawn. God her Mom, Dad and Rufus would have been so disappointed in her. Her weakness made it so easy for Gabriel to manipulate.

Jo smiled as Dean sat on the floor playing with Siobhan. She looked up and saw his hunting buddy Gabriel watching the scene next to her. She frowned at the sadness in his eyes. "Gabe?"

The other man looked down at her and tentatively reached out and took her hand in his. "I'm doing this to keep you safe."

"Doing…Gabe, what are you talking about?" She asked but as quickly as the question left her mouth she turned towards Dean and her daughter. "Honey, I'm going to start her bath, can you bring her up in a few." She called out before looking back at Gabe. "I'm sorry what were you saying?"

"Nothing Darling," He told her as he leaned down and kissed her cheek.

She felt sick to her stomach…the most amazing thing to ever happen to her. Conceiving her Amelia should have been joyful. Instead she had to watch Michael gloat at what he had done to her and Dean.

Jo looked as Dean came into their bedroom. She watched as he stripped off his flannel shirt as he walked into the bathroom. She grinned when he walked back into the room with test in his hand. "Guess who's gonna be a Daddy again."

Dean grinned at her and said "perfect." She smiled as his eyes flashed silver and his clothes suddenly changed to that three-piece suit that felt wrong to her.

Jo growled angrily as she watched herself and Gabriel in that shithole cabin Michael moved them too once Ami was conceived. They were both prisoners and her heart broke for the archangel as he weep for his broken family.

"Your job is to keep her believing in her little pretend world," Michael reminded his brother as he stood over his cage. "Maybe I need to give you more of an incentive to do what I command."

"No…no…I'll do it." Gabriel said as he watched Michael with weary eyes before turning his attention to the woman lying on the mattress on floor of the cabin they were being kept.

Jo swallowed as she realized she was seeing the point that Gabriel decided to help her get away from Michael who had abandoned Dean's meat suit. This was when he began altering her memories.

Jo looked up at Gabriel as the tears slid down her cheeks. "It's not fair. She's our baby girl and we love her so much. She doesn't deserve this."

"I know Darling," Gabriel pulled her close and hugged her. "I'm sorry you have to go through this."

Jo watched as she saw herself for the first time in the other dimension.

She looked up as her eyes fluttered opened and she saw their faces looking down at her. "Easy there Darling," Gabriel said as he helped her sit up.

"Is she okay?"

Jo turned towards the voice and smiled. "I'm fine John, really." She said as she looked over at her husband. "Honey, tell your Dad to stop being such a worry wart."

Jo felt guilty as she watched the other dimension Dean trying to play being a good husband to her.

"I'm sorry Sweetheart but I have to go on this hunt with Sammy…Dad will take you to your appointment." Dean said as he gave her a strained smile and kissed her cheek awkwardly.

She shook her head as she watched herself. The confusion she felt at the way Dean was behaving.

Jo came out of the bathroom and walked across the room. She sighed as she looked at her husband's back before slipping into their bed. "Goodnight," she heard him say gruffly. She tried not to cry…they should be happy…they were having a baby but he would barely look at her.

She felt guilty as she watched herself spying on Dean. She can see the pain etched on her face and the sympathy on Dean's.

She stood on the other side of doorway as she listened to Dean speak on the phone. "Lisa…Baby I'm sorry okay. I miss you both too but she's only has about a month to go and she wants me close by. I have to play the dutiful husband. Yeah well…this was for Ben and I don't regret it. No clue…it's like living with a talking barbie doll. Who knows what goes through her mind. It's fucked up what they've done to her. Yeah…I know..I feel sorry for her too because I don't think she signed up knowingly for any of this."

She tilted her head as she watched as Gabriel held her in his arms. Talking barbie doll wasn't an exaggeration. Her eyes were open but they were vacant and she watched the last pieces of the puzzle fall into place.

"What do you mean you're taking her," John said as the three men stood before the angel.

"She doesn't belong here. The other dimension is safe for her now. I'm taking her back."

"At least let her stay until she has the baby," Sam said as he looked at the woman in the Gabriel's arms.

"No, she's coming with me now."

"And what you'll wipe her memories of this dimension," Dean said in disgust.

"No, that won't work. I've already begun planting the new memories."

Dean narrowed his eyes at Gabriel. "I want to say goodbye to her. Just her. You wake her up and let me do this."

"One would think you actually care about her." Gabriel taunted.

"Now dammit!" Dean hissed as he walked over and held his arms out.

Gabriel stared the man in the eyes and relented as he touched Jo's forehead to wake her completely before letting Dean take her in his arms and went into the other room. He shook his head when John and Sam stood before him. "You know I can just snap my fingers and be in the other room."

"Yeah but you're going to keep your word, right." John said as he puffed up his chest. Even at 65 the man was imposing figure.

Gabriel smirked at the other men. "Don't worry, I'll let him say goodbye."

Dean sat on the couch with Jo. "Look we don't have much time."

"Dean you're scaring me," Jo said as she looked into her husband's eyes.

"I'm sorry Sweetheart. I'm sorry that I agreed to be part of this." He said as he cupped her cheek.

"Part of what?"

Dean reached behind him and pulled out his journal. "Take this…when you're ready I want you to read it; our messages for you are in there. They're in the binding…look in the binding. I want you to know the truth. You deserve to know the truth. Just know that we all care about you and this baby. That's your job now, you have to protect this baby."

"I don't understand." She murmured in confusion.

"I know Sweetheart. I know but you will eventually." He said as he leaned forward and kissed her gently on lips. "Now hide the journal, don't let him see it.."

"Him?" She asked as she took the book and tucked the book into her inside pocket of her jacket.

"Gabriel, you're going with Gabriel. He'll get you to where you need to go."

"When will you join us?"

"Jo you will be with the right one soon. Trust your instincts." He told her as he reached down and took her hand in his. "It's time."

Jo numbly followed Dean back into the other room. She looked up when John and Sam walked over to her.

"You take care Jo," Sam said as he pulled her in for a tight hug.

John smiled as Sam stepped back. "Remember you promised to call her Amelia after her great grandmother." He told her as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head. "Thank you for these past few months." He whispered into her ear.

"It's time." Gabriel said as he stepped forward. "Come here Darling," he urged Jo who went willing to him. The three hunters watched as Gabriel leaned down and kissed Jo. They watched as the young woman's eyes glazed over. "You need to leave us alone as I open the portal." He instructed the three men.

"You swear she will be cared for." Dean said as he looked at Jo.

"Yes," Gabriel said. "Her Dean cares for her. He may never have been able to admit it but he loves her the way you love your Lisa. He'll care for her and their child."

"I hope you're right," he said as he looked at Jo one last time before turning to his father and brother. "Come on," he urged them.

Gabriel watched the three walked into the other room before turning his attention back to Jo. He hand reached up and he touched her forehead and Jo looked around the room. Her eyes fell on her husband's "body" that suddenly appeared in front of her. "DEAN!" she shouted.

"Jo we can't stay here any longer, I need to get you and the baby through the portal now." Gabriel said as he played his part.

She sobbed as she nodded her head. The portal…Dean told her she would have to go through the portal and protect the baby. That was her job to protect Amelia. She accepted Gabriel's hand as the rift opened and they ran through it together.