Jo watched because that was what she was good at. When she was little she used to watch birds, could tell which ones were which in seconds. Then as she got older it was hunters. She could name any hunter that had walked into the Roadhouse no matter if it was years ago since she had last seen them…which was why a lot of hunters tended to stay away from her now that she was out hunting by herself.

She was sitting on her car now, watching everything and waiting to for the Winchester boys to come out of the bar. It was almost closing time and there were only five cars left in the parking lot.

She knew both boys wouldn't be drunk because they were interviewing some people in the bar and she wanted to compare notes with them. They were working the same case.

The only reason she didn't mosey right in was because she had just been in the night before and some guy had gotten a little too friendly. She had sent him to the hospital and she had a feeling that his friends wouldn't like to see her so soon.

The door opened and she sat open recognizing Sam's mop of brown hair and she was just about to yell out and wave when something made her stop.

She wasn't sure if it was the grin on Sam's face…she hadn't seen Sam smile in a while, or if it was Dean's laughter...because it was a happy laugh not his cocky laugh that was reserved for flirting.

She watched as Sam started talking about something she couldn't hear and Dean laughed even harder…maybe they were drunk.

The next part was something that she always replayed in her mind…even as she was old and wrinkly, watching her grandkids…

It was like the boys glowed…it was like nothing she had ever seen before.

Sam turned to say something and Dean tripped over an old piece of car and Sam laughed even harder, catching his brother. She always remembered this part because it was like a movie.

Sam caught Dean and continued laughing and Dean smirked, leaning in and cutting off the laugh with his lips.

It had taken Jo a second to get over the shock but when she did she couldn't help but nodding…it made sense.

The way they were raised…the way Dean acted around Sammy, how each boy seemed to know each other like they were made from the same person…it used to creep her out.

It all seemed to fall into place and Jo actually smiled because despite the kissing, she noticed Sam's relaxed shoulders and Dean's smile.

They were blinding together…it was hard to watch.

Dean broke apart, laughing again mumbling something and Sam rolled his eyes this time yanking Dean to him, placing a light kiss on his lips.

The love that came off of that one small kiss made Jo's throat clog and her heart hurt.

She continued to watch as the boys just watched each other, both whispering things that made the other smile.

Jo always stored that memory away because it helped her hunt; it reminded her of what she was fighting for.

She was silent as Dean tousled Sam's hair and started to walk around to the driver's side door. Jo had to bite back a laugh as Sam watched Dean's ass, and as Dean added an extra sway to his hips.

She rolled her eyes, Boys!

As the Impala drove off she got out her cell phone, dialing Sam's number, "Hey Sam, its Jo. I was wondering if you boys could come and help me out."