Jade: "Well, now all we have to do is magically morph into kick ass female hunters and kill this demon. Dad obviously was a real asshole. I wasn't off on that assumption by much."

Crash: "Dude, you blame dad for everything. Some things are just not caused by our father and his lack of stay at home skills."

Dean: "That sounds like a familiar argument."

He looks at Sam who gives him a look like "What?"

Jade: "You guys will never understand what it's like to live with the fact that you aren't trained to fight the unknown and you will never know what it's like to be a woman in that situation. My sister has no control over who comes through her ghost whisper station and I have no control over these stupid ass dreams or their content. Right about now, I'd like to have that part of my brain removed because it's useless if I can't use it to help anyone or help the situation any."

Sam: "Jada, I know it feels crazy right now, but those dreams do help people out. You sense the danger before it happens. It helps people stay away from the danger. It's like a sixth sense that keeps you out of trouble."

Jade: "No, they don't help anyone avoid the danger and they don't happen quick enough to warn anyone about anything. I sat there like a fucking statue while my sister and Dean were staring down a demon dragon looking thing that has no name and no purpose for revealing itself to my sister. Your brother basically had to rescue my sister like some damsel in distress because she's not trained to defend herself against the unknown. He knew what to do right on the fly. He got his gun and shot at what very well could've been nothing at all. It dispersed and they went on with their night like nothing happened. I dreamed the whole thing as it was happening and I couldn't do a damn thing to warn anyone. I tell my sister to come back to the hotel because that helpless feeling from that damn dream scared the shit out of me and she can't even be bothered to come back. So tell me again how that helped anyone because all I saw was me being held captive."

Sam: "Your sister didn't come back to the room because she heard us having a good time and didn't want to walk in on something awkward for both of you. That has nothing to do with the dreams or attack."

Crash: "Yeah. I wasn't about to walk in on you two in a compromising position. I'm not trying to see all that."

She gives a disgusted shutter and hugs closer to Dean.

Jade: "That's not what you said when you walked in on Sam in his towel."

Crash: "Hot guy in a towel trumps my naked sister any day."

Dean: "I hate to break up this little love festival, but we have coordinates to figure out. What the hell is the tree house anyway?"

Jade: "It's exactly what it sounds like. My father, sister and I built a tree house in the huge oak tree in our back yard when I was 6. It's the one thing I remember my father doing that was remotely family oriented. I remember it because the leaves would smack against the house when it would storm outside and scare the crap out of me as a kid."

Crash: "What happens if that tree is gone and the tree house is no longer standing?"

Jade: "I don't know Captain Cryptic didn't say."

She gives a frustrated growl of annoyance and shakes her head. Sam puts a comforting arm around her.

Jade: "And again I say what the hell do we do now?"

Dean: "I hate to state the obvious, but follow the coordinates and see where they lead. Where is the tree house?"

Jade and Crash at the same time: "Lawrence, Kansas."

Sam: "Of course it is. That should've been obvious."

Dean: "Let's motor."

They gather their stuff from their hotel rooms and load up Dean's Impala.

Crash: "I can't believe I'm going road tripping with the Winchesters in the legendary Impala. This is too fucking sweet."

Jade: "I don't see anything sweet about walking into the face of danger."