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Jo ended up with the Winchester's for the night. Her bike parked off to the side of the double Impala tracks.

Unsurprisingly, it was infuriatingly easy for five people to end up under each others feet moving around in a house.

Needing to escape the muddle of Winchesters, Jo is sitting on the porch steps drinking a glass of tea Mary handed her on the way out.

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"Kraken," the pirate says happily. "Both oceans, huge and wild and ready for anything that ventures forth. Great lakes filled with greater sea beasts. People eating monsters of all shapes and faces. A thousand and one villains to be fought an subdued."

Jack thinks this is all the greatest fun ever.

He's infectious. She'll give him that.

This time there is a laugh somewhere in all the description.

"Man after my own heart. Can't say I see myself staying in the quiet here very long with all that."

This is probably a half truth, complicatedly. Because she does believe it, and yet some part of her knows she won't leave them behind anytime soon.

It's a shame, that half-truth. Without the other half of it, Jack wouldn't hesitate to invite her along.

Now, he only hesitates a little bit.

"Would I were here when you decide to tire of the quiet, I'd show you the best fighting grounds."

It a prize worthy smile that comes for that offer. And she's leaning in, stretching up slightly. Grin wide at the edges, bottom lip tugged by her teeth, before the words come.

"I've cats to herd, but if you had a way to be contacted it might not be so out of the question."

Yes. She'll always be a hunter.

And always that little girl sitting on the counter, waiting and wanting to go, each time the door spun closed behind a group.

And it'll always better than gold and gems. And just barely under the control of her thumb.

Jack's grin is wide and triumphant: he wins! And yet, it's not like he's familiar with the concept of cell phones even if they could work around here.

"I come by here often," he promises, leaving out the part where it's because he has a lover living in a farm in the state. "Mayhap my timing will be better next time."

"Good."

It was pert. And bright. At his smile, and the car, and an up-looking happenstance.

"I'd hate to miss out."

On a fight. On another chance to kill new monsters.

Still grinning, she crossed her arms loosely. "Where are you headed this time?"

"Smallville." That, at least is true. "There's a magician has a beef with me it's time to settle." That, less so. Until this moment, Jack had every intention of sneaking into the farm as Ruth again.

"Then I'd like to be seeing the country to the South. Bound to be something worth fighting down there."

Jo smirked at the reference to a fight.

At least it was how she heard it.

"Do you know of anything northerly? I have to check a place out up there soon."

"I'm an expert on finding them," Jack confides. "Where were you planning on?"

Jo was looking at him in a considering fashion suddenly.

His car was bigger, and if she didn't have to kill him for suddenly turning evil in the middle of nowhere....

...well, he wasn't Dean. And he really wasn't Sammy..

(Someone had know about his powers, about his connections, blown it up for those reason)

"Little place. Called the Roadhouse. I wanna see if it's there."

The varying degrees of half-truth are scattered all over that.

As is just how important the place really is.

Sometimes in this world it does Jack a service to be fully honest about what he can and can't do. Other times - well, it's almost like being at home, and Reading becomes something he just doesn't talk about.

"I know the place not, but if it's there and you can navigate, I'd be happy to help you search."

He wanted to take her to fight monsters?

And find her home?

She's grinning now. Again. A lot. Eyes like bright copper.

"Making me an offer I can't refuse, Jack?"

Jack is an utter utter fool for a pretty lady and a bright grin. And right now there's nothing in the world he wouldn't do to take this lady to her home and kill things alongside her.

Somewhere there's a hint of envy she can fight monsters while being a lady, but it's not going to be acknowledged.

"Aye, my lady. Say the word and I'm at your command."

The 'my lady' gets a little bit of a nose wrinkle.

But she's thinking about the other things too much to really point it out.

"You should be stayin' around then. Or hop skip back once you've made your peace and I've kicked some asses into gear around here."

Jack notices that and takes it on board. No special abilities there; just observation and application of smarts.

"That I shall, count on it," he says, doffing his hat again. "Action is always better with company."

Jo grinned wide.

"Good."

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