So this is really short. But I wanted to get it out before my birthday. I for some reason love these types of stories. Please review!

Sam -14

Dean -18

Sam POV

Dean was on a hunt with Dad a couple towns away I was staying at the hotel room as I was still in school. The stomach bug was going around school and I guess it struck me as a victim. I didn't get sick often but when I did it was bad. I stomach started hurting towards the end of the day on Thursday. When I got home I couldn't eat anything without feeling super sick. Dad and Dean were due back on Monday so I had to get better before then. I went to bed early after Dean called and I faked being okay. Around 2 am my stomach turned and I ran to the bathroom. I lost all the food I had eaten over the course of the day. Then I started dry heaving. I finally fell asleep on the bathroom floor. I threw up again at 5 am. And fell back asleep. I slept through my alarm and stayed home from school on Friday. I mostly stayed in the bathroom most of the day. I heated up some soup for lunch then threw it up again. Around 3 the door opened and in walked my Dad and Dean while I was in the bathroom losing my lunch.

"Sam!?" Dean yelled. I couldn't answer since I was currently getting sick. Dean must have heard and he came into the bathroom.

"Oh Sam. Why didn't you call?" Dean then leaned down next to me and felt my forehead. As I leaned against the tub finishing puking. Dean left the small bathroom and then came back with a thermometer, water, and medicine.

"Think you can keep some meds down?" Dean asked me. I shook my head no since my lunch didn't stay down at all.

"Well let's try it anyway." Dean first took my temp and showed me it was 103.5. Then handed me the meds and water. I took the meds and they stayed down for maybe 10 minutes until they were in the toilet again. I curled in a ball on the bathroom floor after upchucking my medicine. Dean went out to the main room and talked to my Dad. I eventually fell asleep on the floor. At some point I remember Dean picking me up and carrying me to my bed. I stayed asleep most of the day and night. Only waking for Dean to give me my meds. By Monday I was mostly better. I wa still weak and couldn't handle heavy foods. My diet was mostly crackers, soup, and 7-up. Dean took good care of me like normal and Dad even went easy on me with training. Even though I was sick I was getting better.