A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY Sammygirl1963!!!!!!
Challenge Word:Relax
"Relax, Sam. You're going to be fine." John said to Sam, who was lying on the bed, face pale, and sweaty.
He coughed. "I don't feel good, Dad."
"I know, kiddo, Dean is on his way with the medicine." He pushed Sam's long floppy hair out of his face. He looked awful. Like death warmed over. He hoped Dean would hurry up and get there with the medicine.
"Do you need anything?" John asked, concern showing on his face.
"Water?" Sam asked uncertainly.
"Sure kiddo." He said smiling. He got up, and got Sam's water, just as Dean walked in.