A/N: Hey everybody!!
My hugest of thanks (like always ^^) to the incredible Enkidu07 for beta'ing this!! *huggles you*
100 Words on the dot, yaay! ^^
Have fun reading! :P
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Early In The Morning
Dean sniffled miserably and buried deeper beneath the sheets.
He smothered a hacking cough into his pillow, not wanting to wake Sam.
God, the flu sucked.
The next thing he was aware of was someone shaking him.
Dean groaned and buried even deeper into the bedding.
"Dean c'mon, you need to take these. "
He felt Sam's hand ghosting over his forehead.
"Go 'way." He mumbled into his pillow, swallowing convulsively. "Uh, S'm…" His face turned a light shade of green.
Sam barely had time to grab for the trashcan before Dean started dry heaving violently.
God, the flu sucked!
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