A/N: Thank you to Gracie Holmes, DreamWriter76, and our guest for reviewing. As someone *cough cough* so politely commented, no, so far DreamWriter76 has not really written anything but the idea for the incredibly awesome Jenna Winters is her idea so I wanted to give her as much credit as possible. Also I wanted to clarify that this is an AU continuation of season five. The timeline I used for this fic is when the episodes aired. (ie. Abandon All Hope aired November 9, 2009). However, chapters two, three, and possibly those for a while will take place during the "winter break" before 5.11 Sam, Interrupted aired. I just wanted to clarify this timeline. Also do not expect a continuation fic where it is line for line of the episode just with the addition of new characters (Jo and Jenna). Yes they will be the episodes we know and love but with the wonderful twist of the dynamic of a grieving Jo, introducing Jenna, the bond they form, and the effect that that bond has on the characters around them. So anyway, my rant is over. If you have any comments, suggestions, or concerns feel free to review or PM me.

Sam walked down the steps and frowned as he sniffed a couple of times. "Did something die?" he asked, walking into the study where Jo and Jenna sat. His frown deepened. "Who the hell are you?"

Jenna ignored him, sharpening one of her many silver weapons.

"Meet Jenna," Jo smiled and Jenna only looked up long enough to glare at the blonde.

Sam nodded and sat next to Jo. "Who's cooking?"

"Morning, Sammy," Dean smiled and his brother laughed.

"Dear God, Dean! An apron?"

Dean shrugged. "Don't be jealous."

Sam shook his head and Jo smirked. "Believe me, Dean, no ones jealous of that apron."

Dean rolled his eyes. "Yeah, well, dinner's ready. So let's move." Jo and Sam moved to the kitchen table with Bobby. Jenna simply stayed in the study, still working on her weapons. Dean sat at the head of the table and Jo frowned before going back into the study.

"Jenna," she murmured and the other huntress looked up. "You should join us. There's plenty of room." Jenna sighed and Jo could see her thinking. "Come on," she murmured, taking her hand and dragging her into the kitchen. Jo mad her sit next to her and looked at Dean, nodding for him to start passing the food.

Dean sighed but handed Jo the mashed potatoes. Quickly he looked at Jenna.

"So what's the deal with this pack?"

Jenna kept passing the food past herself. "I've been hunting this pack since I was eighteen."

"Not to mention it's one of the biggest packs this side of the Mississippi."

Jo nodded. "How can we help?"

Dean frowned. "Help? Jo, you're not helping."

"Dean," Sam hissed.

Jo nearly jumped to her feet. "Why the hell not?" Jo demanded.

"We need her," Jenna argued, surprising everyone.

"What?" Dean seethed.

"The pack has my scent. And you're not their type," she glared at both the brothers. "So unless either of you want to dress in drag and do the hula, we need her."

Dean sighed. "I'll do it."

Jo snorted. "No, you won't. There's no point when I can do it perfectly fine."

Dean raised an eyebrow. "You don't think I'm hot?"

"Not as a girl."

Dean snirked. "Love you too, baby."

Jo rolled her eyes and looked at Jenna. "What do you need me to do?"

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Jo wasn't prepared for how cold it would be. The blood red dress didn't even reach her mid thigh and the so called sleeves didn't help since they were straps. She was bent over the Impala and was suddenly glad Jenna was her lookout and not Dean.

Her ears perked up as she heard a car approaching. She straightened and started waving. "Hey!" she yelled. Not to her surprise, the car slowed and pulled up behind her.

She sighed as she saw a young man get out of the car. He was handsome enough, just like Jenna had said. His dirty blonde hair went down to his shoulders and he had bright baby blue eyes that a girl could just drown in. That didn't keep her from noticing two other men in the car, however.

"Need help?" he asked, approaching the Impala, and her.

Jo sighed again, trying to relax. "Yeah. Damn car broke down on my way to a party."

The wolf's eyes roved over the Impala, then Jo. "It's actually a beautiful car. For a beautiful woman."

Jo shook her head dismissively. "It's my boyfriend's car." Despite her best efforts, Jo felt her heart rate increase. The wolf smiled.

"Of course. Well, your boyfriend is a very lucky man." Despite the knowledge of her "significant other" the wolf's eyes didn't stop. That was, of course, how they built their pack. They'd change one person and when a loved one came to look for that person they'd change them too.

Jo forced herself to blush. "Yeah. He is."

The wolf sighed. "Well, let's look under the hood, should we?" Jo nodded and popped open the hood of the Impala. She moved to allow the wolf a glance when she lifted a crowbar and brought it down on the back of his head. His knees gave out and he hit the ground unceremoniously.

Jo turned just as the car door opened and the other wolves got out of the car but Jenna quickly stabbed them with one of her silver knife. Jenna tossed Jo a small, almost friendly smile.

"Not bad."

Jo nodded. "Not so bad yourself." She pulled out her cell phone and texted the boys who pulled around the corner in Jo's car.

Dean was already grumbling before he got out of the car. "I swear if that mangy mutt touched my car…" His eyes widened as he took in Jo. "Wow," he sighed.

Sam shook his head and passed his brother. "Nice outfit, Jo," he teased before helping Jenna load the wolf into the trunk of the Impala. Jo couldn't help but blush as Dean shook his head, returning his focus on the task at hand.

"Now what?" Dean demanded as Sam slammed the trunk.

Jenna smirked. "Now we have some fun."