Dean/Lisa
The foggy disconnect of her mind to her limbs after being in this place for so long kept Lisa's reactions sluggish and delayed. Infused with fear, she only found the ability to move right before the thing that had Dean shoved her back into the gloom. Even without her body, it managed to knock the wind out of her, and she sure as hell knew the sensation of pain, as well as panic.
She would've been lost right then and there if the flashlight hadn't been spinning where it landed, some ten feet in front of her. Feeling like her limbs were full of cement and her chest full of fire, Lisa got to shaky feet, needing nothing more than to get to that light, because Dean had to be on the other end of it. There was no other option for her. None.
The nose under Dean's blow cracked and caved, but the girl-spirit it was attached to barely reeled back, and shrieked hellishly as she went after him again.
"YOU BROKE. YOUR PROMISE!" Iron and bloody fingers gnarled in his hair and held him still as it screamed in his face.