Title: E/O Challenge - Tylenol And Cold Compresses

Author: Laedie Duske

Disclaimer: Don't own, would cherish for always if I did

Word Count: 100 on the dot

Warnings: None

Spoilers: None

Featured Word: Storm - another offering for the Samgirls

A/N: Ever have so much to do that no matter what you're doing you feel like you should be doing something else? I'm way behind on my review replies too, so if you've left comments and haven't heard back thank you! I'm working my way through everything as fast as I can. Now on to some poor Sammy.

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Dean stormed into the room, slamming the door. He immediately felt guilty when Sam jolted awake, sudden movement overwhelming him with nausea. He struggled to get himself turned to hit the trash can. Dean was by his side in an instant, gently helping him turn over and rubbing his back through the bout of sickness and mouth rinse. Wiping his brother's fevered face with a cool cloth Dean spoke softly, "Sorry Sammy. Pharmacy was full of morons - should have scraped it off at the door."

Sam smiled weakly, "S'ok Dean. Jus' glad you di'n't shoot anyone."

Dean smirked, "Shuddup."