It had been 2 weeks since Jo and Dean had kissed. It brought them a lot closer than before.
Dean would sit on Bobby's couch and Jo would tuck herself into his arm. She had a beer out for him every time he came back from a hunt. And every so often they shared a small kiss between each other. Not to mention Jo never asked to go on hunt with Dean anymore as well. She went about her business and he went about his.
Dean woke up on the couch to the sound of his phone ringing. Answering it with a shaky hand as he had just been asleep moments ago, he said "Hello?" unsteadily, still trying to wake up.
"Dean it's Ellen, put my daughter on the phone." Ellen said on the other line sounding a bit agitated.
"Jo?" Dean yelled not wanting to get up. "Jo?" No one answered. He sighed and got up to look for her.
She wasn't in the kitchen or upstairs so he went out to the junk yard where he found her, Bobby and Sam in the garage. Bobby had been teaching her how to properly hot wire a car in case she ever needed to.
"It's your mom." Dean held out the phone to her but she wouldn't take it.
"No, I'm not here, tell her I left." She whispered, as she made up a lie real quick.
"Joanna Beth Harvelle! I can hear you and you better get on this phone right now!" Ellen's voice rang clear through the speaker on the phone.
Sam and Bobby both snickered in the background as Jo grunted and took the phone unwillingly from Dean.
She walked away to a quieter place, and Dean went back in the house to lie on the couch again.
After a few minutes went by Jo came back inside not as mad as Dean had expected.
"What happened?" Dean asked curiously.
"My mom wants me back home. She says 3 weeks was long enough, so I told her I'd be back in five days." Jo answered back pleasantly.
"Ahh, alright then." He said not really hearing was she had said as he put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes trying to relax.
Jo took a beer from the fridge and popped it open taking a long drink from it before setting it down.
Bobby and Sam walked in; beads of sweat fell from their face as they hit the cold air. Sam carried in a newspaper from yesterday and threw it on Dean's stomach jolting him to an upright position.
"What the hell man!" Dean said picking up the newspaper that had fallen.
Bobby, Jo, and Sam all laughed. "There's a job in there, and I thought you might be interested." Sam proceeded to tell him.
"Yea, I bet you were also interested in the heart attack you gave me to!" He said as he read the newspaper.
A man by the name of Charlie Leightner had been found by his 10 year old daughter in his room, choked to death by a chord from a lamp. No finger prints were detected at the crime scene, and no sign of a break in was reported. An investigation is still underway. He left behind a wife, and a 10 and 15 year old daughter.
"Sounds like a spirit or poltergeist." Dean added after he read the newspaper article.
"I did some research and found out that a man by the name of Chris Henderson lived there 10 years ago and was strangled to death." Sam replied.
"Yea, that would be a vengeful spirit." Dean confirmed.
"That's what I was thinking." Sam mentioned. "So what do you say we go ask Ms. Leightner some questions?"
Dean thought it sounded like a great idea. He was planning on letting Jo go with them on this hunt. Dean worked hundreds of jobs having to deal with vengeful spirits. This would be a piece of cake he thought.
"Yea." Dean replied. "Maybe Jo could go with us on this one before she has to go back to Ellen's?" Dean suggested completely forgetting what Ellen thought of her daughter hunting.
"Alright, that'd be cool." Sam answered back thinking that she could actually be helpful and also be an improvement to him and Deans disagreements that always seemed to occur when they worked a job.
Jo was surprised by what Dean had suggested not knowing he was gonna let her go on this one.
"Great!" Jo said enthusiastically glad to actually get to hunt.
Jo went up to the room she had been staying in during her stay at Bobby's and gathered a few things to keep with her since they had decided to stay in a motel for a couple of nights. Sam and Dean already had their stuff packed which wasn't much considering they never unpacked and that they were always traveling. After a few minutes Jo came down with a brown leather duffel bag that contained a couple of shirts, some pants, her fathers knife with the engravings: W. A. H. on the silver blade, and a wad of cash she constantly kept winning off of hunters at the Road House by beating them in poker.
"Lets go." She said eager to get on the road.
"Now y'all better come back alive!" Bobby said forcefully before they left.
Sam chuckled. "Don't worry, we'll be fine."
"Yea, and don't tell Ellen that Jo's gone with us!" Dean butted in with Jo in the background saying "Mmhmm." in agreement.
"Yea, whatever ya idjits!" Bobby answered sarcastically taking a sip of a cold beer.
"We better get on going, we have a 6 our drive ahead of us." Dean said not worrying about the time but rather getting this particular job over with.
Dean was wanting this Job to be over as quick as it started. He was still scared to death Jo was gonna get hurt, including the fact that like always he would blame himself. Even if it wasn't his fault, it always seemed to fall on his shoulders. He liked Jo a lot and by the way Jo acted he knew she felt the same. She was a big girl and she could take care of herself and sooner or later he was gonna have to suck it up and trust her on a hunt for once.
"Dean you keep and eye on Jo. She may be a good hunter, but she's still learning, and if you and Sam can still make mistakes then so can she. If anything happens to her, that's gonna spill some bad news we don't need!" Bobby told Dean once Sam and Jo had gone out the door.
"Trust me, I will." Dean said shortly, like Jo was just another girl, trying to cover up his emotions, as he started remembering everything he told Jo the night they kissed.
Dean finally left out the door and climbed into his precious Impala, where Sam had sat in the back naturally being a gentlemen and letting Jo in the front seat next to Dean.
Putting his key in the ignition, Dean turned on his car loving every minute of the purr it made as he drove off to "Eye of the Tiger" blasting through the speakers. Heading to Rapid City, South Dakota, 6 hours away from Sioux Falls, Dean thought of what he had just gotten himself into.