Supernatural

Yeah, I know

Sam opened the door to their motel room. I followed them in to see that there were only two beds. I rolled my eyes and then through my bag on the arm chair and layed on one of the beds.

"So which one of you boys will be sleeping on the floor." I said smirking at them.

"I'll do it. It's not the first time I gave up the bed for her." Dean said smiling at Sam.

Sam laughed and layed down on the other bed. Dean decided to lay next to me on the one bed for now. I reached for the remote at the exact same timeas Dean did. I looked at him and he stared back at me and then we started laughing. Then we started to fight over the remote.

"Come on your going to put on a chick flick."

"When I ever out on a chick flick without mocking it?"

"I haven't seen you in six years you could change."

I looked at him like he was insane. "Dean it's ONLY been six years this is who I am I doubt I'm ever going to change from a Metallica action movie girl to a Hilary Duff chick flicker."

"Wait I thought you were a horror flick girl not a action flick."

"Oh yeah you converted me from horror to action."

"What about Halloween? That's horror and action." Sam said raising an eyebrow.

"I saw that movie when I was a horror girl but now I will never watch it again."

"Okay so now explain to me what you meant when you said that Joey has seen worse then a spirit." Sam asked looking over at Dean.

"Oh god I do not want to re-live this."

I said getting up and sitting in the arm chair closer to the TV. I turned it on and started to waitch re-runs of FRIENDS. Dean sat up and started to tell Sam the story.

"When we were 17 dad needed me to go on a hunting trip with him. Well we hired a babysitter for you and I went to go break my date with Joey for the fifth time. She demanded to know what I did when I went out with dad so I asked dad if we could take her. He said fine but she has to do everything we said. She agreed and lied her ass off to her parents. Because well...you knew that they hated me but anyway...We had to go hunt the demon of fear and you know that son of bitch is hard to defeat."

"Of course you have to face your fear."Sam said knowingly.

"You would think they would of told me that." I said rolling my eyes.

"ANYWAY...," Dean said continuing, "My fear was losing dad, Dad's fear was death himself, and Joey's was dying in quick sand. So of course the demon of fear put dad and Joey in quick sand. She freaked out and I mean completey freaked. Well after a lot of freaking out she finally faced her fear and so did I. I unfroze from the fear and helped them out. She came on a few more hunting trips with us because she wanted to be more apart of me. But after we turned 18 she refused to go on any more."

Dean finished laughing. Sam laughed too at how I was such a scaredy cat.

"Oh yeah boys laugh it up but when the spirit in my house kills you both, me and it will be laughing at you two."

"Oh really now your friends with the spirit?" Sam said cocking an eyebrow.

"Well, you said it yourself the spirit likes me. Speaking of the spirit thingy how are you two going to kill it and is it possible for you to do it without me?"

"I don't know yet and no you have to get us in the house. When I walked in I felt an enmorous push back outside. Did you feel that Sam?"

"Yeah. It was unbelievable. Sorry Jo but you have to come in with us."

"Grrr." I said turning back to the TV. "Okay well do you have ANY ideas on how to kill it."

"Well spirits are easy if you find the body it came from you just..." Sam started

"Salt the bones and burn them right?" I asked with a cocky smile knowing that I was right.

"Yeah. Just how many hunting trips were you on?" Sam asked.

"About 65 right Dean?" I yelled through the bathroom where Dean was showering.

"Yeah around that." He yelled back.

"Why did you stop going?" Sam asked getting very curious now.

"I stopped after this one that just freaked me out way to much I couldn't face it."

"What was it?"

"A werewolf. It scared the crap out of me."

"Because it almost bit you." Dean said coming out the bathroom with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist on. I couldn't help but stare at his chest. It's sooo muscular and sexy just like it was in our teenage years.

I tore my eyes away and said, "Yep but your dad stood in front of me as Dean shot it in the back. We didn't even mean to come across it. It just showed up VERY unwelcomed." I said cracking a smile.

"Alright Joey get your ass in bed. We're tired and want some sleep. Listen tomorrow we'll go to the local library and we'll look up stuff about the house."

"Okay then." I got up, went into the bathroom, showered, changed, and got into bed. Sam was already fast asleep and Dean was trying to get comfortable on the floor.

"You think this is hilarious don't know?" Dean asked trying to rearrange his pillow to get comfortable.

"Yes, yes I do. Night Deany."

"You know I hate that nickname."

I smirked and turned off the light, "Yeah, I know."