Dean hadn't gone to asleep again after the dream; he had to admit he was afraid to. He never knew dreams could be so real before. He also couldn't stop thinking about what brought all this about. What did that damn thing want with him? He didn't want to care, but it was bugging him as much as not having the impala. He usually did his thinking behind the steering wheel. Then, there was Jo. There are some things you just can't ever see happening until they happen, he supposed, because ever since that kiss Jo just kept running through his mind.

The diner was still empty, dimly lit and lonely, but it was a great place to think. Dean had taken it upon himself to fry up some hash browns in the kitchen. Hopefully Ellen wouldn't mind. He ate in small bits, savoring the golden spuds every time he bit in. There was no better time for breakfast than four in the morning he decided.

"Dean, what are you doing up at this hour." He heard Jo say from behind him. Dean turned and smiled at her. She still had those pajamas on, Dean couldn't help but think of the previous night.

"Oh you know, couldn't sleep. I guess I got a lot on my mind." He replied taking a bite as she settled in the seat next to him.

"Aww, Dee, still upset about the Impala?" She asked hugging around him. He felt a great amount of confusion.

"Dee? Since when does anyone call me anything, but Dean?" he asked her with a raised eyebrow.

"I always call you that, hun." Jo told him.

"Yeah, that's right." Dean said, "Just a brain freeze for a sec is all." He tried to save it, half choking on hash browns.

"You're eating hash browns Dean." She laughed scooting closer. "It's okay though."

"Jo, how long have we been.."

"Together? Well, you asked me out two months ago now." Jo said.

"That's what I thought, happy anniversary." He mumbled, feeling an angry vein throb on his forehead while to tried to keep a straight face. Had that bitch duplicate of him really kept it going with Jo that long? Dean had a hard time letting it sink in.

"We still up for tonight Dee?" Jo asked him.

Dean froze, sensing opportunity, "O course, uh, darling, when was that again." He asked her.

"Seven tonight at our favorite diner, La Vien Rose." She replied. "But of course you remembered." She winked.

"Of course I did. That Spanish place right?"

"It's French."

"That's what I said, French." Dean said quickly.

Jo glanced at her bedroom door. "Dean I need some sleep, just don't stay up to late okay? Get some rest, and when you do, you can come to my room." Jo smiled getting up and walking away. "Love you." She said.

"Love you." Dean said awkwardly. Wow, her offer was tempting, but he knew sleeping with Jo when he wasn't technically her boyfriend would bite him in the ass later. Dean just grinned over his breakfast thinking of Jo, she was just so innocent and cute. He had to protect her from the duplicate.

Dean settled on a plan in his mind. Use Jo as bait, and backstab the demon when it's making off with her. Dean finished with his hash browns, and went to his own bed.