A/N- First off I would like to say thank you to all of those who reviewed and read my story, it really means a lot! Second, sorry I haven't been active the last few weeks…Life has been…Interesting. Third and last off, there was a tie between two of the prompt words so I will be making both of them.

Disclaimer- I still don't own supernatural, but I own an ipad now. *Sad smile*

Prompt- Crimson

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Dean stared in horror from his spot on the floor, unable to do anything but watch as crimson lines began to stream down Jo's pale skin, painting a gruesome picture he never wished to see.

"Jo!" He shouted, his voice filled with terror.

Jo continued to scream, her scarlet red life source staining her perfect, now stark white skin. Azazel stood over her, watching with a dark smile as he tore her apart from the inside, just like he had done to Dean years ago.

"Please stop! Please!" Dean was aware he was begging, aware he was sobbing, but he didn't care anymore.

"I'll do anything!" He shouted as loud as he could, somehow hoping it made the demon stop what he was doing to the woman he loved more than life itself.

And the demon did just that.

He stopped. Jo stopped screaming, now whimpering, tears running down her beautiful face, tightly etched with pain. Azazel gave a grin that chilled Dean to the very bone, before throwing Jo against the wall in the small room.

Jo gave another scream, the impact not only knocking the air from her lungs but also causing her injured body unforgiving pain. Dean watched in absolute horror as Jo began to rise up the wall, tears cascading down the petite face framed by golden ringlets of her hair smeared with blood.

Jo was on the ceiling before Dean knew it, looking straight down at him with cold, dead eyes.

"This is all your fault…" She choked out, blood spilling out of her mouth to land by Dean.

She screamed as a cut formed across her stomach, the little blood she had left now flowing out in a stream, staining her t-shirt with fresh blood.

"Why'd you do this to me?" She asked him in a small heartbroken voice.

And that's when the flames started.

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Dean shot up in bed, sweat filling the sheets and his t-shirt. He sprang from the cheap motel bed and made a mad dash for the bathroom, the wooden door making a loud bang as it hit the tile behind it.

Dean barely had time to kneel before his stomach was expelling all of the contents from the last twenty four hours. He gasped, trying to pull in the much needed air between gags.

He was lost in his own world of pain when a familiar face showed up in the little line of vision he had beside the toilet. Jo ran one hand through his short spikes while using the other to rub small, calming circles on his back, a small sign of comfort.

"It's alright, just let it out…" She whispered in a soft, velvet voice.

He let out a small sob as he heaved once again, tears now a constant stream running down his face. Jo held him and whispered small reassurances into his ear until he was finished then stood to get him a glass of water from the sink.

After he rinsed and spit into the toilet, he pulled Jo into a bone crushing hug, Jo giving an 'Oomph' sound.

"You're alright, it was just a nightmare, you're safe now…" She whispered softly.

He continued to sob as she held him tight, letting him give the release he so desperately needed. At some point, Dean doesn't remember when, Jo convinced him to move back to the bed. He must have fallen asleep at some point cause next thing he knew Jo was waking him up to eat. So he quickly gave a large smile and reached up to pull her down onto the bed with him.

"Who says we need breakfast?" He said with a suggestive tone.

"The one who didn't puke their guts out last night."

His smile faltered slightly while he recalled the memory, but it was back full force before Jo could catch his discomfort.

"Alright." He groaned in defeat before getting up and putting his jeans on.

"But I get first plate." He said with a cocky grin.

Jo knew that if she let him walk out of the room he'd never talk about what happened the night before, but that was alright,

Because that was just how they coped.

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A/N 2- 780 words. I really hope you guys enjoyed this one. The prompts for the next chapter will be located in the next chapter. Please, if you have any spare time feel free to review, it honestly makes my week and I love getting the feedback.

Have good weeks.

~PsychoPicasso