Supernatural: 10 years old Sam Winchester is sick with a fever, so Dean takes a day off from school to take care of his sick baby brother.

"Sam! Get up!" John Winchester yelled out.

"Ugh," Sam groaned.

He felt aches and has a throbbing headache. He saw the door open to his big brother Dean Winchester.

"Come on Sammy, you love school." Dean said to his younger brother.

"Dee, I don't feel so well." Sam says quietly.

Dean walks over to his bed and feels Sam's forehead.

"Yeah, you don't look so good either." Dean added. "I'm gonna tell dad that I'm not gonna go to school today."

"Wait why?" Sam asked.

"So I can take care of my geeky little brother." Dean smirked. "Stay in bed."

A little while Sam was sleeping, John decided to let Dean stay home from school. Sam woke up to the smell of soup that his dad always made when the boys are sick. So he get up from his bed, walking out of his and Dean's room to the kitchen to find Dean making soup.

"Why are you outta your bed?" Dean asked.

"Your not dad." Sam said.

"Well I am your older brother and it's my job to look out for you." Dean told him.

Sam smiled a little.

"Now go get back in bed right now young man." Dean ordered him.

Sam rolls his eyes and went back to his bedroom. After awhile Dean was watching TV after taking care of his sick baby brother and he now has alone time to himself to watch some television while Sam is sleeping and his dad, John is out hunting. Just then Dean could hear little mumbles in his and Sam's bedroom. So he grabs his gun that was right in front of him and quietly walks to the door and opened it. He thought it was a demon or a Supernatural trying to get to Sam. But it wasn't, it was Sam mumbling in his sleeping, tossing and turning. He put the gun down and ran to his brother's side.

"C'mon Sammy, it's just a dream." Dean said trying to wake Sam up.

Sam woke up with tears running down his face.

"Dee!" Sam yelled wrapping his arm around Dean.

"Shhh, it's ok baby bro, Dean's here." Dean comforts him. "I'll protect you baby bro."

Sam just laid his sick body against Dean's body, listening to Dean comforting him. After a while, Sam finally fell asleep and Dean kissed his brother's head.

"It's ok Sammy, I'll never ever let anyone or anything hurt you." Dean told him. "I love you, Sam."

Dean stayed with Sam the whole night making sure he was safe.