Chapter 2.

Back at Cassie's mother's house, Sam and Dean were talking to her about what happened.

"To tell the truth boys, I don't know much, I wasn't there," she dabbed her eyes with a tissue. "You'd have to ask Mark, he was the one who…..who…..found her." She broke down. Sam and Dean were lost for what to do.

"I'm sorry boys, its just we left Athens Ohio to get away from what happened to her father to start fresh and Cassie was doing that, she was moving on with Mark, its just not fair, I have no one left." She began crying again.

Sam and Dean shared that look. The one they were about to start a hunt.

Sam and Dean went over to Mark's (and if you want an image of Mark, he looked like Gunn from Angel)

"Mark, I'm Dean this is my brother Sam. Cassie was a good friend of mine and we were just wondering, what happened that night?" Dean said.

Mark walked them to the sitting-room and they all sat down and Mark began, saying, "Emmmm, well, we were unpacking the boxes and I went to the shop, Cassie wanted a few things and when I got back, there she was…..just lying there." Mark took a deep breath and said, "She was a great girl, didn't have a bad bone in her body."

Dean's eyes watered and he walked away. He walked outside of the apartment block. He couldn't help himself be overcome with all of his guilt. It was killing him. He was pacing frantically going over all of the 'what ifs'

"What if I had've been there?"

"What if it was the demon?"

"Are you ok?" a voice came from behind. He knew that voice.

"Jo?!" he said in a quizzical way, wondering why she was here, "Jo…..what…..why are you here?" he asked still stunned.

"Well hello to you to Dean and I heard about all the mysterious deaths happening here so I came to check it out." She was thinking, "I'm a hunter too, you should've known I'd come!"

"Right…..yeah, sure." And he walked away.

Jo was left standing outside until Dean came out with Sam. Jo suddenly got a rush of different emotions running through her when she saw Sam, she felt discomfort almost immediately. "Dean" Jo called.

Dean kept on walking towards the 1967 Chevy Impala, without realising Jo had just called to him. He got into the car and sat there with the engine running and staring into space.

"Hey Jo…..what are you doing here?" Sam asked.

"I'm just here ok." snapped Jo. Jo walked towards her truck while looking strangely at Dean.

"Right well were staying at the motel about 2 miles down the road, if you want to follow us." yelled Sam.

Jo didn't respond she just climbed into the truck and follows Sam and Dean to the motel.

When they got to the motel, Jo already felt really bad for the way she had snapped at Sam before. She knew that what he did wasn't any of his fault; he probably didn't remember what happened but still the demon used his face and in Jo's nightmare that's the face she saw. She decided that she'd have to bite the bullet and apologise, she didn't want things to be awkward.

"Hey Sam," Jo called from her truck.

Sam walked over to her leaving a bewildered Dean to get the room.

"Look Sam I just wanna say sorry for freaking out at you earlier, its just I need time, time to forget about you know…..the incident." she finished.

"I get it and you take all the time you need." He said in his caring tone.

"In the meantime," she said walking toward the reception desk, "maybe you could tell me what's with Dean and who the hell is Cassie?" she said walking up to the reception desk.