Title: It Hurts, Mom…
Author: SassyMasquerade
Word Count: 366
Fandom: Supernatural
Summary: The 3 times Jo Harvelle was hurt and recovered and one time she didn't.
It hurts, Mom.
When Joanna Beth Harvelle was 7, she rode her bike straight into a ditch and was thrown over the handle bars. Her knee landed on top of a rock and shattered it. Her aunt Sophia had been watching her that afternoon and had ran straight for her, calling out for Ellen to bring the car. Ellen told her husband to lock up and grab the car keys. Jo, her mother, her aunt, and her father all rushed to the hospital, had surgery Christmas Eve, and recovered.
It hurts, Mom.
12th grade, Joanna Beth Harvelle got her heart broken for the first time. After the junior prom, she caught her boyfriend of 4 months making out behind the gym bleachers with some freshman. Needless to say, he got what was coming from the spunky little blonde and regretted what he had done. That was the first time her heart was broken and wasn't the last.
It hurts, Mom.
It was their first major hunt together after the Winchesters had made their way through their bar. Joanna Beth Harvelle and Ellen Ann Daniels Harvelle. Jo had been attacked by a stray werewolf, and made it out alive thankfully. But didn't leave without taking a good chunk out of her, per se. A diagonal wound on her arm had made quiet the bloody mess. She had been holding as much pressure as she could onto it as Ellen sped into the nearest town in search of the nearest hospital. After a blood transfusion and 54 stitches, they headed back to their hotel and stayed low for just over a week. Ellen removed her daughter's stitches.
It hurts, Mom.
Jo Harvelle laid on the floor of a hardware store in Carthage, the sun dwindling through a crack in a covered window. Blood had covered part of the floor and Ellen was holding her daughter's hand. Dean Winchester was on the CB and Sam Winchester was checking the salt lines throughout the building. Jo's mind was going foggy and the pain in her side made her entire body numb with pain. All she had to do was wait for something to come, and that it did; an idea.