Sam!Sick
Disclaimer: nope I still dun own a damn thing but I heard there's a season 5 coming out and if i find out some one is lying heads will roll. perticularly one's cooked cause I'm kinnda hungry.^^
Yep more sick sam. WHY!? Cause i want it that way, so xP! :)
Key:
"talking"
'Thinking'
Narratoring
PRE-SERIES
Setting:
John's on a hunt they can't reach him he wont be mentioned much at all in this story. But BigBrother Dean is there.
Dean 22 Sam 18
There in a motel in Massachusettes.
Just thought you should know
Snoring slightly Dean was woken up by moans.
His perverted mind wondering deep into the depths of his imaginations was cleared when he remembered him and Sam were the only two in the room.
"Sam?"
"De'...ughhh....." Sam him stomach his face turning a pale green.
"Sam!" Dean tangled himself in the sheets and only mamnaged to get out by flailing his arms and falling out of his bed. Rushing over to Sam he placed his hand
on Sam's cheek. While the other weaved it's way through Sam's hair trying to ease some of the discomfort.
yup definately fever, and with Sam's pallor he'd have to guess that it was the flu, and it was only a small ammount of time before Sammy would find himself
couped up in the bathroom.
Dean, caught in his own train of thought was shocked out of it when Sam leaned over the opposite side of the bed and vomited all over the floor.
"Shit,Shit,Shit!" Dean cursed in rappid succession as he half dragged half stumbled to get them both into the bathroom.
Sam stomach was apparantly faster to react to the jarring movements as it emptied itself all over Him and the tiled floor. Dean got them both to the tub before
Sam continued again,
"Sammy.." Dean stomach turning slightly to the retching that followed.
Rubbing circles in Sam's back he figured puking into a bigger surface would be easier for Sam to managed in his state.
"Ughhhhh..De', mmmmaakke it sttoooppp, plllllllllleeasee" Sam begged.. Sammy never begged. "Sam. I'm gonna get you some medicine from the car I'll be
right back."
Dean dashed out of the motel and spinted to the car, tearing apart his baby's interior lookking for the Flu medicine they'd stocked up on when Dean and Dad (john) had got it,
just a few months ago.
Grabbing the bottles he ran back into the motel and back to his Sam.
Rushhing into the bathroom He found sam colapsed onto the toilet.
"Sammy I got the medicine, heh good thing we stocked up huh?" dean joked as he rushed to Sam's side.
Sam just looked at him, trying to stand he fell into Dean's arms.(No! there is romantic moment -__- sick fedishes)
"De-Dean..." Sam's glazed eyes rolled back into his head.
"SAMMY?" Dean caught Sam but when both of their wieght hit his feet his knee's almost buckled... almost.
Deans too good for that.
'Sammy, damnit sammy why didn't you tell me we could have avoided this we could have prevented all the pain'
'This is all freaking Dad's fault, If he hadn't left for the stupid hunt! IF he had just stayed then maybe Sam wouldn't have gotton this sick! BUT I DON'T NEED HIM. I'll take care of Sam all on my own I don't need
