A/N: Hey folks! I know I'm a little late. I just found the new challenge word. ^^°
A/N: I got a little carried away with this one. So the word count is a little bit stretched. *offers free chocolate for everyone* :)
A/N: My hugest thanks (like always) to Enkidu07!! Honey, you're awesome! *huggles you*
A/N: For the timeline – Sam's 8 and Dean's 12.
A/N: Happy birthday Sammygirl1963!!! Hope you like it!
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Goodnight Moon
A sad smile played around John's lips when he saw that Dean had finally lost his battle against sleep. His body sprawled next to Sam's on the bed, the exhaustion still palpable on his young face.
Sam was moving restlessly beneath the sheets. Sweat glued too long bangs to his forehead. The pallor of his skin a stark contrast to the fevered flush on his cheeks.
Groaning, John stood up. His back protested painfully. Too long sitting in one position.
Gently he placed a hand on Sam's forehead. He still felt way too warm but at least the fever wasn't climbing anymore.
Sam stirred beneath John's hand.
"D'n?" A croaked whimper. Fever bright eyes blinked open to merely slits.
"Easy kiddo. It's alright." John brushed some strands away.
"Where's Dean?" Fearful glassy eyes searched the room.
"Shhh. He's sleeping." John re-wetted the cloth and ran it over his son's hot face.
Sam whimpered at the cold touch.
"Shhh, it's okay. Relax. We're both here." He placed the cloth back on Sam's brow.
"Promise?" Glassy eyes looked pleadingly at him before they finally fluttered shut again.
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End
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