It had now been another day since they had checked into the hotel.

"Dean…" Jo said with a sigh, she placed her hand into his. "Can I talk to you about something?"

Dean perked up,

"I'm begging you not to tell me that you're pregnant again." He said in a humorously sarcastic tone. Jo chuckled.

"No." She said. "It's about Bella,"

"Okay, what about her?"

Jo sighed slightly, "Dean," She said. "I love Bella to death, and she and you both know that… but… I don't want you getting too attached to her…"

Dean was confused, "I love her too, but what do you mean by 'Don't get too attached to her'?"

Jo's eyes started to weld with tears, even though they didn't fall.

"Bella has a problem… she was born with very fragile bones and lung cancer… the treatments are harsh on her small body and have been failing. They say…" She couldn't finish the sentence before breaking down. She cried heavily into Dean's shoulder. "There only giving her a 20 percent chance to live over the age of six…"

Dean was speechless… he didn't know what he should say, what he should do…

"So you want me to forget about her? Jo, that's not going to happen, how could you even think that it would?"

Sorry for the wait, I've been working on another fic, so yeah… I'll try and update again soon if I can.