Disclaimer: The last time I checked, nope. Not mine.
Word of the week: Relax
Word count: 100 on the dot!
Beta: Not beta'd. So all mistakes are mine, leave my betas alone.
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Daddy Cool?
"God!"
Fear was evident in the husky voice.
"Dad…"
"Why he's still hot?"
It was becoming frantic.
"Dad…"
"He should have cooled down by now."
Now it was annoying.
"Dad…?"
"I called for desperate measure!"
That was it!
"Dad!"
"What?!"
"Relax! The situation is under control." Dean wrung the washcloth and gave it to John, motioning towards Sammy. "It's just a mild fever…everybody gets it once in a while."
John frowned as he took the washcloth and put it on little Sammy's forehead. Yeah! Everybody gets a fever.
But Sammy getting sick on him was once in a blue moon.
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End
a/n: To my betas, bia and PsiChic, sorry for not consulting you first, I seriously couldn't resist the temptation. Forgive me please. To redeem myself, this one here is for you. Love you girls! And Sammygirl, surely hope you like this drabble. Hope it cheered up your birthday!