AN: Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! So I went to delete a very old on my profile to re-do, and I accidentally deleted Angels Were Little Once...*headtodesk* I'm so sorry guys and gals! When I have the time, I will go back and re write the fic. But I sowwy! Sigh. Anyways. Welcome to the ABC fic! This is a make fic for Our Beloved Sammy. I've got A,B and D all ready to go, but if y'all have any ideas, suggestions, or requests (first come first serve!), please let me know! After this fic, I have a season 5 AU coming, and this one will be a tear jerker, so stock up on tissues my darlings! On my profile I have a season 4 and 10 AU on there, take a look and tell me what you think! Alrighty, before we jump into this, some ground rules! First come, first serve for requests! No slash (can't write it to save my life)! It's all about Sam, so make it about Sam! BE CLEAR AND SPECIFIC! Some chapters will longer or shorter than others. Keep it PG-13! BEHAVE, FOLLOW THE RULES, AND HAVE FUN! Let's go!

Summary: A make up fic for Our Beloved Sammy. This is the fun ABC fic where we can torture and put Sam back together again! So let's sing our ABC's of Sammy!

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A-Apple a Day Keeps the Doctor Away...NOT! (Season 1 after Pilot)

Dean took the thermometer out of his brother's mouth and shook his head. He looked at his Sammy and sighed. The kid looked awful. Pale, shivering, sweaty, dark bags under his eyes, red spots on his cheeks indicating he had a fever, glassy and dull eyes, overall the poor boy looked like death warmed over.

"Whassit say?" Sam rasped out weakly.

"It says all Sammy's need to stay in bed and get some rest, or it's off to the doctor." Dean teased lightly with smile.

"No doc'or." Sam coughed out.

"Yeah, yeah. I know stubborn butt." Dean said.

Sam hummed and snuggled further into the blankets trying to bury himself. He mumbled something about apples and doctors, and they could bite his lily white ass.

Dean laughed. Sometimes a sick Sam could be hilarious when he was tired. He then went and got a cool cloth for Sammy. He placed it on the hot forehead and got a happy and grateful moan in reply.

"You're welcome baby boy." Dean smiled.

He fed Sam some more meds and sent off to dream land. He knew Sam wouldn't sleep long but at least he would get some rest. His fever and the meds should see to that. Dean wasn't surprised Sam got sick in the first place. After Jess, then the funeral, and all the nightmares that followed with no sleep, Sam's body decided to take him down and force him to rest.

After Dean tidied up the room a bit, he got Sam's laptop and surfed around on the internet while he watched over his brother. It wasn't long before the nightmares took hold.

Sams Nightmare

Sam laid on the bed and heard the shower on in the bedroom washroom and figured Jess would be out with him in a moment. She had this soap that made her smell like a bakery and Sam loved it.

He flinched when something hit his face. He opened his eyes and gasped.

"JESS!" He screamed as she burst into flames.

"Why Sam? Why did leave me?" She asked as she burned.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" He cried.

"Why? WHY!? WHY SAM?!"

"Jess! Please! I'm sorry!" He whimpered.

"Burn with me!"

Next thing he knew he was burning, like she had. He screamed in horrible agony.

"SAMMY! Wake up!"

"-ammy! Sam! Come on baby wake up!" A voice called to him.

He opened his eyes and heard an annoying beeping noise to him. He looked over and saw a heart monitor and an IV pole, which explained the pinch to his hand.

"D'n?" He rasped.

"Hey Sammy. I'm here." Dean soothed.

"Hos'tal?" Sam coughed.

Dean helped him sip some water and Sam was grateful. His throat felt like sandpaper.

"Yeah you're in the hospital. Your fever spiked and you had a seizure." Dean said shakingly. "God Sammy, you scared the Hell out of me kiddo."

"M'sorry." Sam slurred.

"S'okay bud. Next time we're going straight to the doctor." Dean said firmly.

Sam nodded. "Apples don' keep doc'ors 'way"

Dean chuckled at the sleepy slur, but Sam was right. Whoever said that an apple a day kept the doctor away needed to exorcised.

"You 'kay?" A sleepy voice ask.

"Yeah. I'm good. Go back to sleep baby boy." Dean said carding a hand through the long brown locks.

"Nooo...nightmares.."

"I know. I got your back, you'll be okay." Dean said.

Sam nodded and closed his eyes. He trusted his big brother to keep the monsters at bay. He smiled in his sleep later that night when he heard a familiar voice whisper to him.

"Goodnight Sam. I love you, always and forever."

That was letter A! I got B covered (as well as D) but again if you have any ideas, suggestions, or requests for the other letters, let me know!

Until Next Time! *sings my ABCs*