He knew, of course. Dean had called, asked a bunch of questions about resurrection, and that had led both of 'em over to Harry. It did make it something less of a shock, but the shock was still there. He remembered getting the phone call that she was hurt, how close Dean had been to just breaking into pieces over the phone.
Ellen had to save the kid from it.
Happily, Jo had business to talk about, so Bobby could just railroad over the emotional stuff for a second.
"Jo! I'll have to save the number. Didn't recognize it. Yeah, I got the picture. Where'd you find that?"
It looked familiar. Bobby walked away from the stove and into his living room, taking a look at the bookshelf that he thought might hold some kind of answer to what he was sure Jo would ask.