Dean acquiesced on Michelle's third offer and let her help tend to Sam. He was relieved to have some help for a change. It has always been his responsibility to take care of his younger brother. Just this once he allowed himself a break, besides she was much better at the whole sponge bath thing than he was. After a couple of hours, Sam settled down into a somewhat peaceful sleep and Dean dozed in his chair. His growling stomach jerked him awake.

"Haven't had anything since this morning," he grumbled in response to Michelle's chuckle. "Could do with some food, how bout you? I can make a quick jog down to the multi store."

"Sounds good, but why don't you let me go. Not sure how Sam would take it if he woke up to find a complete stranger filling in for his big brother."

Seeing no reason to argue with her logic, Dean tossed her a couple of twenties from his wallet. "Cool. Bring me some pie if they have any. I could really go for some pie."

"I'll see what I can do and I'll see if they have some soup for Sam." Pocketing the bills and the room key, Michelle stepped through the door, closing it quickly behind her.

Feeling the comfortable weight of the sword in her hand, Michelle walked across the parking lot keeping tab on the glowing yellow eyes peering out of the shadows. She turned back briefly to check her handy work from earlier. What she saw reassured her that the two young men would be fine while she got the necessary fuel for their bodies, yet she knew she needed to move with haste. Her thoughts stayed on her charge as she quickly cover the four block distance. He was such a stubborn cuss which always served to make her job more difficult than necessary. As great as her charms were, Dean Winchester didn't fall for all of them especially when it came to Sam's welfare. She'd need reinforcements if they didn't get out of this town soon.

Entering the multi store, as Dean had called it, Michelle made a fast assessment of the situation relieved to see that it had yet to be taken over and she wouldn't have to do anything special to obtain some food. Knowing the current state could change in the blink of an eye, she made her order for supper and breakfast. She wanted them to have as little exposure as possible.

Dean sat next to his little brother, wiping his face and neck with a damp cloth again. Sam's temperature wasn't bad, but he seemed to be soothed by the ministrations, so Dean continued. The pounding on the door brought Dean to full attention. Palming his knife, he stealth-fully moved to glare through the peep hole. He set the knife down on the table as he opened the door for Michelle. "It looks like you bought the entire restaurant," he commented, grabbing bags from her overflowing arms.

"Yeah, and it looks like old habits never die," she responded pushing the knife to the side as she unloaded her burdens. Dean just shrugged. "How'd you carry all this back by yourself," he asked gesturing at the multiple bags.

"I borrowed a shopping cart."

"Really? You borrowed a shopping cart?"

"Well, borrowed may be stretching it, but hey, it's such a small town, I'm sure they'll find it eventually."

Dean chuckled while he continued to unload the groceries. Not wanting to wake his sleeping sibling, Dean put the soup in the small fridge the room afforded before he dug into the array of food Michelle had brought back and oh, sweet Jesus, she'd found pie. Dean's hunter senses failed to pick up on the fact that Michelle didn't touch a single portion of the meal.

As he forked the last bite of pie, Dean asked, "What about your bike? Did you get someone to haul it into town for you?"

Michelle was slightly stunned by his inquiry as she had assumed he'd forgotten the tale she'd told. "Yeah, I managed to speak to the local mechanic while waiting for the food. He's going to drive out and bring it back to his garage."

"Hmm, hope it doesn't cost you an arm and a leg."

"Well, worth it if that's the case. That bike is like family."

"Know what you mean," Dean mumbled, thinking about his beloved Impala.

While Michelle cleaned up the remnants of their dinner, Dean checked on Sam. He was a little warmer than Dean liked so Dean pulled out their first aide bag. Normally, the bag contained almost everything a man who hunted the strange and weird would need, but he couldn't find the Tylenol bottle. He had dumped the entire contents onto the second bed before Michelle noticed his agitation. "What's wrong, Dean?"

"We're out of Tylenol. I want to get some into Sam before his fever goes any higher."

Sam's timing couldn't have been any better if he'd planned it. "D'nnnnn, too hot."

"I know, Sammy. I'm gonna run to the store for some meds."

"Gone long?"

"Nah, Sammy, just a few minutes. You be okay till I get back?"

"I f'n."

"You sure? Michelle can stay with you."

At a name Sam didn't recognize, he managed to raise his head off the pillow to cast his fevered gaze over the room. Not seeing anyone but Dean, he asked, "Who M' elle?" The effort was too much though and Sam's head dropped back down, asleep again before Dean could respond.

"You mind staying with him while I stock up?" Dean half stated, half asked. "I also need to stretch my legs."

Michelle reached over to touch his shoulder. He was a little easier to manipulate when physical contact was involved. "I think Sam will be okay alone for a few minutes. I'll go with. I want to see if the mechanic is able to fix my bike." She held her breath when it looked like he was going to argue, but he glanced again at Sam to see that he was really asleep again. "Yeah, okay. Let's make it quick though."

She scanned the parking lot as Dean closed the door behind them. There were more of them than when she'd got the food, but not more than she could handle, not yet anyway. The faint glow from the sword clearly sent the intended message, "I know you're out there but you'd be foolish to try to take him." While Dean was her primary charge, Michelle knew she had to watch out for Sam as well for the brothers were a package deal. Protecting Dean meant protecting Sam. The glowing symbol on their room door warned them to stay away from Sam as well.