Dean put the camera way and studied her for a long moment. He had to admit, if something wanted to screw with him, Jo probably wouldn't have been their first choice of form. Sam, Dad, or Bobby would've been better choices. And at her utterance of "Christo", any stray thoughts he had about her being a demon flew out the window.
As he listened to her tell the stories about their dads and the kiss, any remaining doubts he'd had vanished. It was Joanna Beth Harvelle, back from the dead by some miracle or another. And damn, he was glad to see her.
"Yeah" he said quietly. "Yeah, you pass...Jo," he said, voice wavering just a tiny bit. He reached out and pulled her into a hug two steps short of suffocating. "What the hell happened to you? How'd you come back?"