Dean and Ben were planning on spending an awesome weekend together as Lisa was going away for one of her friend's birthday. Those plans were ruined when Dean is struck down by a mysterious stomachache.
Was supposed to be only a one shot but I got slightly carried away haha. Sorry not sorry. Anywaz, hope u enjoy…
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Wednesday night
"Dean you have been in there a while. Are you alright?" Lisa taps on the bathroom door in more of a concerned manner than annoyed. Dean and her were getting ready for bed but Dean had been in the bathroom for a good few minutes.
"Ye. Sorry, almost done" Dean shouts through the door. Less than a minute later the door opens allowing Lisa to brush her teeth.
"Dean, are you alright" Lisa peers at Dean as he doubles over clutching his stomach. He doesn't usually show his pain voluntarily, which only causes Lisa to worry.
Dean attempts to straighten and gives her an unconvincing smile.
"Yeh, m good"
"No no Dean Winchester. Don't you dare lie to me. What is wrong" Lisa stands tall with her arms crossed in a scary authoritative manner. Dean has to admit that he enjoys this control Lisa has over him and obeys whenever she gets into one of these moods. That's what being a mother does to you. She knows how to manipulate and intimidate anyone she wants, especially her son and Dean.
"Ok, ok don't have to…" He stops when he sees the stern, don't mess with me face Lisa is portraying. Dean sighs, there is no point arguing with her, "Just a bit of a stomach ache, probably ate too much, I duno"
"Want some pain killers?"
"Nah, I think I'll be alright. Just need to sleep it off"
"Ok, well you know where they are if you need them"
"Night"
"Night"
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The pain has intensified so much that it woke Dean up. He is now cradling his knees in the fetal position keeping his moaning to a minimal and slightly shaking his legs to ensure Lisa doesn't wake up. It is no use though another attribute you acquire whilst being a mother, being a light sleeper and waking up at the slightest of sounds.
Lisa blinks awake to see Dean shaking and pain lines etched into his face. She tentatively places her hand onto his arm, not wanting to alarm him but enough to get his attention. "Oh hey Lisa" His watery eyes looks up to meet Lisa's concerned ones.
"Sorry I woke you"
"Don't be sorry. Why didn't you wake me?"
"It's nothing. Just a bit of a stomachache didn't want to bother you. Don't worry, you can go back to sleep"
"Dean, don't be stupid. I can see you're in pain…..You don't have a fever" She continues to stoke his forehead regardless.
"See told you just a stomach ache"
"Hmmm…Ok well go back to sleep. Oh and wake me up if it gets worse! I mean it"
"Ok, will do" Dean turns away from Lisa and continues rocking backwards and forwards. He feels a soothing hand start massaging his knotted muscles and finally welcomes sleep.
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Lisa woke up a few hours later feeling rather hot and uncomfortable. Her half asleep mind can't work out her discomfort or the weird feeling she has in the pit of her stomach. She turns her attention to a fast asleep Dean lying rather close to her. She switches on the bed side lamp which instantly illuminates Dean's sweat soaked face. His hair sticking to his forehead, his head lying in a wet patch on his pillow and his T-shirt drenched and soaking through to the sheets below him. Before she even reached his forehead she could feel the heat seeping out of his pores and warming her body up. The warmth of his sticky forehead confirmed her suspicions and made her worry. Why hadn't Dean stirred if his temperature was this high or if he had why didn't he wake her?
Lisa decides she should get Dean out of his wet clothes, change the sheets and get some medicine in him before his brain boils. She gently shakes Dean awake, "Hey, Dean, can you get up for me?"
Dean blinks and looks rather dazed but with Lisa's aid he slowly sits up and moves of the bed. It's like waking up a baby Lisa thinks as she feels guilty placing Dean on the floor leaning against the wall for support. He is not entirely awake yet and therefore she doesn't want to move him around too much. Lisa goes to fetch a glass of cold water and some pills to help Dean. When she returns she is relieved to see Dean looking more coherent and a little colour back into his pale face.
"Hey sleepy head. How are you feeling?"
Dean looks around confused. He doesn't remember how he got here, nor does he know why he is wet all over.
Lisa quickly realizing his disorientation tries to engage in a conversation.
"Some fever you got there.
"What? Fever?"
"Yeh. Looks like its more than just a stomachache. Lets get you out of these damp clothes shall we"
"Mmm ye" Lisa began by taking off Dean's t-shirt having to unstick the material from his skin. She then proceeds with taking off his trousers and gives him a clean pair of boxers to change into. The sudden exposure of skin leaves Dean a shivering mess and made Lisa feel bad for forcing him to change. She almost gives in to his weak whimpers by getting some clothes for him but thinks its better to get his temperature down.
"Here take these and sip on the water whilst I change the sheets"
"No no. My mess I'll change the sheets" Dean attempts to stand up only to be pushed back down by Lisa.
"You ain't going anywhere until you have finished drinking that glass"
Dean is grateful Lisa is taking charge. To be honest he doesn't have the energy to clean the bed. He is itchy with fever and can feel his joints and muscles ache every time he moves slightly.
"Ok, ready for bed?" Lisa helps Dean up off the floor and lies him down on towel spread out over his side of the bed.
"Try and get some sleep"
Dean couldn't really fall back asleep. As much as he twisted and turned or changed the pillow onto its cool side, or pulled the sheets and blankets on top of him or ripped the sheets away from his overheated body he could not seem to get comfortable. Needless to say it was a very bad night. It must have been around 6 am that he no longer felt his body changing temperatures every few minutes and finally fell asleep.
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