Author's Note: So I am loving all of the input! This will probably be the last chapter I post until next week sometime. I work weekend op and am not sure if I will have time to really punch out another chapter before Monday or Tuesday. I promise though I made this one interesting enough and hot enough to tide everyone over until then. Very mature! If you don't like that stuff you should quit reading about half way down.

Chapter 3

Jo was asleep on the couch when she started having her nightmare again. It was the same one she had been having off and on for years now. It didn't happen often but if she was extremely stressed or had a lot of things change all at once it would appear to scare the dickens out of her. Both stress and change were going on so she knew exactly why it was going on.

Jason had been in his upstairs office working out some sketches he was planning to show the developers in a few days. Shadow person or not he still had to work. He came downstairs to get a drink of water before heading off to bed when he heard Jo crying softly and whispering to herself. He knew she was having the nightmare again. He was the only person she had ever told about it. Hands. Thousands of hands pulling her into a black abyss of nothingness.

He put down his glass and went to the living room. He wasn't sure what to do. So many years of being the one to comfort her was drummed into his brain that he didn't know what it was like to know if he shouldn't. He decided that it didn't matter. She could get mad at him if she wanted but he wasn't going to let her sleep by herself while having that dream. Almost as if giving him permission she whimpered again and that was all he needed. He climbed on the pull out bed with her, pulling her to him as he snuggled in. He knew what he was doing, knew they were both hopping right out of the frying pan and into the fire, and he didn't care.

Jo felt him climb in and pull her close. She knew it was wrong, knew she had specified they wouldn't be sleeping together, but it helped pull her out of the void and back into reality. She let him pull her as close as he wanted without making any efforts to stop him. The feel of him and the warmth of his body. She had forgotten how good that could feel. She couldn't help herself and started squirming almost like if she kept it up she could get even closer to him. She needed and wanted him and was tired of fighting the desire. It had only been a day but in that day she felt like she was home.

Jason didn't know what Jo was up to exactly, but he knew what was happening. The closer she got and the more she wiggled well it was awesome to say the least, but god it was making him horny. He hadn't meant for this to happen but he wasn't going to make any moves to stop it, especially if she was going to initiate it. She started rotating her hips which happened to be stationed right next to his crotch. In a matter of seconds he had the biggest hard on he had gotten in a while. Actually, truth be told, probably sense the last time he and she had sex. No one else knew what would push his buttons or what drove him crazy like she did.

Jo knew what she was doing, what she was causing. She could feel the bulge pushing into her backside. Knowing that she was turning him on became a major turn on for her. She started to get warm in several places and it felt good. She had forgotten how amazing just dry humping could feel; that spoke volumes as to exactly how long it had been for her. She leaned into him so that he scooted and she was on her back looking at him. His eyes shot sparks at her, she happened to be the gasoline, and there was no one around with a bucket of water to toss on them.

Jo leaned into Jason and kissed him, slowly at first and then faster. She pulled his bottom lip into her mouth and gave it a slight tug. Jason wasted no time in matching the intensity of the kiss. He let his tongue trace the entrance to her lips, teasing as he caressed her back and moved forward to her breasts. Finally he slipped his tongue in and Jo let out a low groan. That sound was all it took to topple them both over the cliff.

Back at the Roadhouse

Ellen had grown anxious waiting on Jo to call. It had become a habit for them to call at least once a day just so they knew the other was alive and kicking. Ellen had left a few messages during the last three days and none had been returned. She was getting very antsy to say the least. She knew her over protective mothering was kicking into overdrive, but between what the Winchesters were fighting and what her daughter had already been up against, she had a right to be.

Ellen knew Jo's ex Jason. She knew him really well. He had been the closest thing to a son-in-law she had known. When he had called and asked for Jo, she knew it had been important. Jason had given Jo space after she left. He never called unless she had called him and he let her go. Ellen had hated seeing her daughter have to do that and make that decision but she understood why. Jo hadn't been overly thrilled with driving over to help him but she wasn't going to hang him out to dry either. Ellen knew her daughter was better than that. She knew this would be a difficult case for Jo, full of distractions and probably missed feelings.

Ellen finally made up her mind to call in reinforcements. Even though Jo was probably just distracted and what not, she wasn't taking chances when it was her babies life on the line. She decided to go over her daughter's head and call the boys.

The Impala with Sam and Dean

Sam's phone started ringing so he turned down the music and checked the caller i.d. It was Ellen, Sam went ahead and answered it. "Hey Ellen. What's up?"

"Hey Sam. You and Dean wouldn't happen to be in the middle of a job or anything would you?" Ellen was going to tell them to do it anyway, but she thought she would at least make it sound like she cared whether they were busy or not.

"No we just finished one. Why, did you hear something?" Sam knew Ellen and knew she was going to tell them to go and she was just being polite. Luckily they really had just finished a case. It looked like taking a week off though was now out of the question.

"Well its Jo. She has been on this case technically only a day, but I haven't heard from her in a few. I was hoping you and Dean would go check on her and give her a hand." Ellen knew she sounded over protective but she didn't care, she was past worried.

Sam smiled, he knew whether Dean would admit it or not he had feelings for Jo. Maybe this would be good for Dean to see her and get to talk to someone other than him.

"Yeah Ellen we will go help Jo. Tell Ash to email me the information and we will head there now." He was glad that it was only about 9 o'clock in the evening. Any later and they would have been hunting somewhere to turn in for the night.

Sam looked over at Dean with a grin on his face. Dean really hated that grin, it was one that said, "Hey bro guess what I just signed us away again so nope no break ha-ha."

"Ellen wants us to help Jo." Sam could hardly contain the chuckle that was wanting to breakthrough at the harassed look on Dean's face.

Dean groaned, "We have to go bail her out? When will that blonde ever get it that she should ask for help before diving in." Secretly Dean was thrilled at the thought of seeing Jo. He didn't know why but whenever she was around it made him feel warm, and not just in warm in the sense that she was hot and he wanted to do her warm.

Sam knew Dean was putting on an act. All of his words were completely weightless when it came to picking on Jo. The only person he really fooled was himself and thinking no one else knew. Deep down Sam knew he really was happy to see Jo.

Back where we left off with Jo and Jason

Jo had forgotten how great it was to kiss and feel someone. She hadn't had the time or really cared to have a full fledge relationship since Jason. She was also the type that didn't like to sleep around, so between those two things needless to say, it had been two years since she had gotten laid.

Jason started kissing down Jo's body. Starting with behind her ear, down her neck, and down to her stomach. Jo was quivering by the time he reached her navel. He slowly planted kisses down farther, knowing this was the part that drove her crazy, her inner thighs to down behind her knee. When Jason was done with her he wanted her to know she had been well and truly fucked.

Jason came back up and looked down at the beautiful blonde beneath him. She smiled at him, "So what are you waiting for?" She gave him a mocking wink. Without a seconds pause he jerked her tank top and shorts off along with his shirt and boxers. Finally fully naked and able to drink in each other's bodies.

Jo gasped when she looked down at Jason. She had forgotten how big he was. She remembered he was amazing in bed and between the two she couldn't wait for the great sex she was about to have.

Jason reached down between her legs while his mouth was planting kisses and sucking her breasts. He started rubbing her, spreading her folds so he could get right at her clit. Jo was moaning and moving her hips in a way that told him she was a pump that was well and truly primed, but he didn't want to stop there. Jason scooted down so he was positioned between her legs. He squeezed her butt lifting her closer and began kissing the nub that was pleasure central for her. Her fingers were threading through his hair, holding him to her. Her hips were coming off the bed as he took her with his mouth.

Jo couldn't stand anymore. She was beyond ready, what he was doing was considered torture. She looked down at him, "Jason, please." Those were the only words she could get out before he surged into her.

She was so hot and tight it was all Jason could do to not lose focus and cum right there. He slid his hand down between her legs in a way that was guaranteed to make her cum too. He surged forward a few more times before they both were grinding out their own waves. Great sex, hell yes, that was the understatement of the century.

He laid there for a bit, resting on his arms to keep a majority of his weight off of her. Slowly he rolled over so they were laying on their sides facing each other. They shouldn't have done it. Should have kept the line in place but they did and it had rocked both of their worlds.

She was laying there looking at him when she heard a rustle by the window. Jo found his oversized nightshirt and through it over herself. It kept her covered but barely. She grabbed her gun and headed toward the window, peering out and looking down. She almost shot what she saw sitting before her, Sam and Dean, and all they were doing was staring at her.

Author's Note: Sorry for the cliff hanger, but I had to leave it there without going into the next chapter. I promise to fill you in on how Sam and Dean got there and exactly what they know about the situation in the next chapter. Um so about the love scene, I would like input. It is the first one I have ever written and my husband assured me that it was good and turned him on, but I wanted to know if the details should have been juicier (no pun intended) or if it is great the way it is. I'll use these as reference for when I write the next one.