Sam's walking on ghosts. Jo closes the door quietly.

She's still grateful that she started here, even if here was so far from where she was now. The only parts of it still constant Dean, then Rachel, the Jack. She doesn't regret decking Sam or shooting near Dean, or helping save Sam or kissing Dean.

All of those are good things to know.

Things Sam has given her without even realizing it.





Jo walks down the drive, and nods the direction of her house.

"At least she'd be receptive to what you had to say."

At least he wouldn't have to shoot her on first sight.

Even un-zombie, she's not sure her mother would be.