A/N- Hey, I'm back again! On the last prompt words there was a tie between two, so I made Crimson- (Chapter 3)- now this one is the other word. I hope you all enjoy it. :)

Disclaimer- I STILL do not own Supernatural, Eric Kripke still isn't sharing like I suggested.

Prompt: Airplanes.

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Dean Winchester was a bad-ass demon fighter. He could take on one man's nightmare without blinking an eye. He could charge straight at Lucifer himself without the slightest bit of hesitation. But there was one thing that brought him to his knees and made all of his training fly out the window.

Flying.

It was against the laws of nature in his book. If we were supposed to fly, we would've been born with wings instead of feet. So how he was currently sitting on Row F seat number Two was beyond him. Jo was sitting in the aisle seat while Sam was sitting in the window seat, Ellen and Bobby behind them in Row G.

They were all on their way to the Bahamas. Ellen and Bobby had saved up some cash and put it together to create a vacation for the small make-shift family, deciding they all needed a break. Too bad the only way there was by plane.

Dean was currently breathing through his nose, jaw clenched tight while humming Metallica under his breath. Jo had one hand on his arm rubbing small, soothing circles the other occupied holding a magazine.

They had been in the air for about three hours now, Dean had puked twice already.

Jo suddenly came up with an idea. She used all the strength she possessed to pull Dean's death grip off of the arm rest separating them, then put it up before he could latch back on.

"Jo, what are you doing?" Dean grunted out, his jaw still clenched so tight, Jo thought his teeth were gonna crack.

"Just give me one second." She said softly.

Jo quickly pulled the pillow from behind Dean's head and put it on her lap, pulling Dean's head to lay on it once she had it positioned. Dean was still tense, but it was helping. She began to run her fingernails up and down his back, creating a nice relieving feeling that spread through his entire back.

Dean let out a soft moan as he muttered a thanks and shut his eyes once more. Jo continued to do this even once she heard Dean's breathing even out as he entered a deep sleep.

Sam let out a sigh of relief once Dean finally drifted off.

"How'd you know to do that?" Sam asked with a small smile gracing his features.

"It's how my mom used to calm me down." She replied with a smile in return.

"And it works damn well, now doesn't it?" Ellen said with pride from behind them.

"Jus' let the idjit get some rest, hopefully he sleeps through the rest of the ride." Bobby drawled.

Just then the speakers clicked to life, "Attention passengers, we could be expecting some turbulence, please return to your seat and secure any loose items."

They all let out a groan as they thought about what would happen if Dean woke up.

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A/N 2- This one is slightly shorter than Chapter 3, but I hope you all liked it! Please take time to leave a review, it really makes my week and I love to get the feedback! :)

Prompts for the next chapter; Spider, Home, or Storm.

Have good weeks.

~PsychoPicasso