ok this one is all over the place but i want to have jo and charlie still in this, also jessica cant just disappear from the story

Sam doesn't snitch on us, and he doesn't come into my room late at night anymore, and if he hears something through the walls…he never says anything about it the next morning. He's being extremely cool about this, and I want to be happy about it. I really do, but what if something goes horribly wrong?

It's March before I know it and Sam is making plans for spring break. Normally Jo and I do something stupid during that week, but I haven't seen her or Charlie in a while. I've been too busy with Castiel. I think now would be a great time to get back in touch with my nerdy friends.

I call Jo up the Monday before spring break actually starts and she doesn't even let me say hello before she's yelling at me, "OMG as I live and breathe is this Dean Winchester? How am I so lucky to have received your call on this fine night?"

"Shut up." I run my hand over my face and pinch the bridge of my nose; I knew it was a bad idea to leave her hanging.

She laughs and starts into me again, "It's been maybe two weeks since you've called me and the first thing you say to me is to shut up? No, Dean Winchester, I deserve better than that. Try again." And she hangs up.

Sometimes I really hate Jo.

This time she answers with a very fake, friendly "Hello?"

"Is this the dear, beautiful, amazing best friend of my Joanna Beth Harvell? Because I have been missing out every single day that I have not heard her wisdom."

"You're laying it on there a little thick Winchester."

"Hey Jo, I'm sorry I've been an inconsiderate asshole lately."

"Better." She laughs, "I forgive you."

"Good."

"So what's been keeping you so busy?"

"Work mainly, most of the time I'm too tired to do anything but I think my muscles are getting better so I don't hurt so much anymore, that and I know what I'm doing now." I don't mention that fact that Bobby has been letting me off earlier than normal because he goes to see her mom every night while she's working. Bobby told me to keep quiet about it, and I plan on it. I don't need that old man hunting me down. "You have plans for spring break?"

"Yes." Damn. "We always do something right? Well this year Charlie said she wants to tag along so I sais she could."

"That's great, what did you have in mind?"

She doesn't answer and neither do I.

"We could always go camping?"

"What, and be the stars of some creepy supernatural show? No. not going to happen, I value my life and I don't want to be tormented by some crazy- There's no shower in the woods."

I can picture her getting really red and angry at herself over what she just said, "Jo it's fine, you can make jokes like that around me. I don't care, it's funny."

"Good because I don't want some creepy bastard smelling my beautiful blond locks."

I want to point out to her that no one in their right mind would dare try and mess with her, but instead I tell her I'll try and think of something else and we hang up. I know she's going to be calling Charlie so I just sit back and wait for a text message from one of them.

It's dark outside when I wake up, I must have fallen asleep on the floor because I wake up with a stiff back and a boot under my should. Worst pillow ever. My phone has no new messages and there are no missed calls. The rest of the house is quiet but my phone says it's only ten and I know that my mom would be up watching the TV with my dad. Sam's not in his room and that's when the panic starts to run through my veins.

But before I could do anything stupid I decide to call Sam and ask him where he's at.

"Dean?"

"Where are you?"

"The hospital."

"What why?!" I start to grab my jacket and keys but he stops me.

"No, you don't have to come here, I made mom and dad drive me because Jessica's house burnt down."

I still haven't put my keys down all the way, I grip them a little tighter, "Are you sure you don't want me to come? Is she ok?"

"She somehow got cut on her stomach pretty badly, and there are burns on her hands but she's fine. At least that's what the doctors are telling us, they aren't letting anyone who isn't family in right now. There's no need for you to come. Dad's already getting mad that he's up here this late." I hear some yelling in the background and Sam says he's sorry. "It's fine Dean, you looked pretty tired when we left, just go back to sleep."

In was pretty tired, but I had no idea if I could actually fall back asleep. "I'll see you later Sammy."

"Bye."

The whole house is dark and it's a little bit creepy, to be home alone this late at night. I know that no one is going to come here and attack me, but it's still too quiet.

I flip on most of the lights and turn my record player up really loud. Now the house doesn't seem to empty.

Eventually my eyes begin to droop and I turn off the living room lights and wander back into my room, and drop into my bed like a brick. The clock on my wall says it's almost eleven. Cas get's here about ten minutes after that. I don't know if I could stay up for him.

My sheets feel cool against my neck and the quilt I have is just warm enough. I see Cas open my window and crawl in beside me, and that's the last thing I remember before waking up not long after that to Sam telling me to get up. He's saying something about mom.

"Cas you need to hide, mom's coming in here."