Well to start his off, Name's Joanna Beth, but I hate that name. It's Jo. Got it? Good. I was raised in a family of hunters, my mom's name is Ellen and we run a Roadhouse for all hunters, some more weirder then others but that's fine. My father was a great demon hunter until he met his death when I was young by a angry spirit, or that's what I've been told, but I know now that it wasn't anything like that. He was teamed up with a friend of his, his name was John Winchester, and according to a Demon that possessed Sam, John dangled my father like a worm on a hook in order to get a creature. Enough of this brooding stuff....I know how to kick ass in hunting, but I don't think I can handle it, I freeze up and get too scared to move. But I can do it, if I'm really scared, strange huh? I'm in love with John's Son, Dean. He's so good looking, but all the times we've met, seems like both of us are stuggling. And also according to Sam, who was posessed at the time, Dean only thinks of me as a little sister, I was kinda bummed about that, but what can you do?

Hunting, going out on my own, bartending, Dean Winchester, guns and knives, I like sharpening them.

Bascially anything, except rap, I can't stand rap what so ever.