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Chapter Seven
Despite being warned, Sam gave a good reason for the hunt and Dean found himself disagreeing. It was a horrible idea to go to the place they knew where the devil was and even Gabriel agreed warning them that the colt wouldn't even work on an angel even if they could find it.
"I'm bored though and you guys aren't helping," Sam whined.
Gabriel just happened to be right there at this time. Curse Cas for allowing him to stay and watch them for the time being while he was simply off on his mission to find God or the other thing he wouldn't tell them about but Gabriel obviously knew. He slowly smiled and Sam seemed to rethink what he was saying after a couple of seconds.
"You remember the time loop that I dropped you morons in? Would you like that some more? I'm pretty sure that we could get someone else to die instead." Sam quickly shook his head violently, falling to the edge of the bed and quickly hurling in the trash can which only resulted in the angel's snickering.
"I thought you were supposed to be nice," Dean snapped once Sam was finished dry heaving. "How is any of this nice?"
"Hey I never said I was gonna be nice. Castiel just told me to watch moron one and moron two. As you can see," He smirked arrogantly continuing even when Dean was glaring at him. "I have been watching you while moron number two's baby daddy is out doing his job."
"What job is it?" Sam spoke up from where he was kneeling.
Gabriel just shrugged.
"Maybe you could go to Bobby's and lay low for a while-"
"But the devil is in there!" Sam tried to argue. "Even if we stop what he does it could-"
"absolutely not! Castiel would be so upset and seeing as how it's my job to babysit useless bugs-"
Dean figured that his drinks wouldn't have to wait after all and it was actually going to be five glorious hours of numbness where he didn't have to worry about Sam puking every now and then, getting those chills and low grade fevers, nor did he have to worry about Gabriel being the annoying dick he was.
Some things weren't worth it after all.
He didn't even know why he agreed to this.
Watching Sam besides him slowly sipping a soda and even further up Dean flirting with a young lady, Gabriel shook his head. He wondered how they even got him into these things when he was quite certain that he could have tied them up and have been done with it. But no, the elder one had to come over for a drink and the younger one didn't want to stay behind. After much argument, Gabriel caved. Not because he was beaten but merely upon the basis that he didn't own them and these two idiots were Castiel's problem.
Sam saw the same girl playing pool with Dean and quickly went to go over to them but Gabriel stopped him with a finger. The younger hunter glared and Gabriel smiled maliciously. Oh how he loved putting a frown on that Winchester's face. It however wasn't the same when he was in fact pregnant, it seemed to ruin Gabriel's fun.
"What are you planning on doing?"
"Join in on the game," Sam said slowly like he was talking to a five years old and Gabriel laughed despite all else. "Common, I'm just playing a little before I have to go back to the lame and boring motel. You know I won't complain if you let me-"
"Fine, go right ahead but don't come crying to me when the thing we were warning you about ends up happening. I'll just sit back and laugh oh and maybe when they put you in a coma to try to help the pain, I'll give the wrong dosage-"
"You're bluffing. Cas said you wouldn't do anything to harm his kid," Sam said with a small smile. "It's really nice to know there's an angel that isn't Cas but still cares about the baby."
Gabriel rolled his eyes but Sam was already crossing the distance between the elder Winchester and the pool table. One of the participants that joined them was a long blonde haired beauty that was sneezing everywhere. He rolled his eyes when she shook his hand and Sam didn't even realize that she was sick. He was very fortunate not to come down with anything as of yet with the way he handled people like her. They were even sharing the same pool stick.
Dean paused the game to get some more beer and once out of sight, the girl he had been playing with had turned to Sam with a gentle smile.
"Hi I'm Kristen," she introduced.
Sam hid a flinch remembering all those weeks ago when they had been introduced to a girl with the same name that had ended up being a homicidal killer in disguise. He didn't hesitate to shake her hand though and the girl that had teamed up with him introduced herself as Kelly. She of course sneezed in his face a couple of times between the introduction but Sam had quickly wiped off the snot that had been on his cheek because of the exchange.
Soon Dean returned wrapping an arm around Kristen's waist and they enjoyed the rest of the two on two game. Sam sneezed a couple of times and wondered if he could escape the game long enough to get away from the germs Kelly was spreading to him. He thought at one point that her eyes had went black but when it didn't happen again and she remained nice and cordial, he assumed that he had been seeing things. It happened whenever they were in the profession. Since Gabriel didn't say anything to them about it, it made it all the more likely that he just missed the hunting.
"Excuse me….While….I…ACHOO!" Dean laughed and handed Sam a tissue before turning to Kristen and excusing himself, leading his brother back over to Gabriel who was eating what looked like strawberries and seemingly waiting to leave. He obviously was bored out of his mind anyways.
"Little brother is getting sick so he should go back to the motel-"
"Are you gonna come too or am I gonna be forced to have Sam sit miserably in this booth until you feel ready to come back to the motel room?" Gabriel interrupted with a lazy smile.
"Oh common, Sam is a big boy and he's been in a motel room alone before-"
"Fine but do I have to remind you the way viruses are transmitted? Maybe that's why I'm not only looking out for moron number two but the biggest moron out of you two so no one has to worry about some certain things-"
Sam let out a horrendous sneeze this time and Dean wavered. Sam was already beginning to look miserable and the cold seemed to have come out of nowhere. At least he was bringing that junk up when he coughed though. And the bright side was the fact that he was no longer vomiting. He wondered how the baby could heal cuts and burns in nanoseconds but the cold was lingering. He noticed him having to cough yesterday when they came by here too. It just wasn't that bad.
"Come on Gabriel, he's miserable-"
"If you want him tucked into bed, it's a good thing you're coming back then," Gabriel only said.
Finally Dean nodded.
Over a girl, he'd always choose his brother any day. She would understand anyways.
"Give me a minute to say good bye," he finally said.
Sam had his head on the table and even though he wasn't facing him, Dean knew he was miserable.
"Tick tock," Was Gabriel's only reply.
But Dean got the message nonetheless.
"Why didn't you call me when he got the fever?" Cas demanded and Gabriel shrugged.
He hadn't known that he had a fever and right now it was only 99.5 and wouldn't have been a worry if he hadn't been shaking like a junkie. Sam moaned as though he was in pain and tried to crush his body weight into Cas as though the angel would keep him from hurting so much. Cas could only wish that he could take that away. Dean was passed out cold on the other bed and wasn't budging so Cas figured they could wait until morning to see how this was going to play out. Sam could have really just caught a cold after all.
"Is he feeling terribly warm at all?" Gabriel asked with a frown. Cas parted stray hairs from Sam's face and placed his palm there, causing Sam to moan and clutch the hand tightly. He didn't like how this was progressing, it was leaning more towards the flu. "I don't like this. Once the angels got those lung symptoms though, they were dead. How long did junior here have the fever though."
"Dean did say something about Sam 'sleeping like a log.' He says that Sam only does that when he isn't feeling too well but he didn't take a temperature last night. Did they go someplace yesterday? Gabriel I need to know everyplace they've been to."
Hearing the urgency in his voice could only make Gabriel sigh and look back at the fallen young Winchester.
"Dean's gone to the bar several nights in a row and Sam got bored once and joined him even a couple times. He only drank soda though and played pool," he added seeing Cas's look. The angel didn't seem to hold it though as his eyes traveled back to how miserable Sam was.
"Hey Sam, how bad are you hurting? I could take you to a doctor and get you some medicine?" Sam grunted and turned to his side, coughing into his sleeve and Cas sighed before turning to Gabriel. "Let his brother know that I shall be taking Sam to the emergency department of the hospital if he gets up before I get back. I'm not going to risk this turning out to be the real thing. Every other angel started off with fever and chills-"
"Not body aches though, it looks like the flu. He's probably suffering from somebodies snot and everyone knows that the bar isn't clean. He played this really tough girl who seemed like she was sneezy mcsneezy pants."
Cas didn't find that very much informative either.
"He's carrying a half angel so maybe the symptoms are different-"
"Or maybe you're reading too much into it because of the plague-"
"Quiet, I don't want some to hear about that," Cas whispered seriously.
Gabriel rolled his eyes.
"It wasn't my fault Cas, he really wanted to go and you weren't paying much attention these days-"
"Next time something like that happens, you could call me on my cell phone for all I care. You just tell me that Sam is sick and tired of being holed up and I'd take him to Disney land if that is what it'll take to get him away from that."
Gabriel nodded and Cas quickly went around the bed and got Sam into his shoes. The emergency department most likely wouldn't care if Sam was in his pajamas since he was sick and everything so Cas didn't see the need to get him dressed into anything else. He quickly put his shoes on his feet and tied the laces, lifting him up forcing Sam to curl into him.
"Sam how much is the baby moving?"
Sam just grunted and Cas sighed putting a hand through his hair for comfort. After a second they appeared outside of the emergency entrance and Cas quickly carried him in, stopping at the front desk to speak with the clerk there.
"I need the forms you have," Cas said and when she just stared at him continued saying, "He needs to see a doctor and I think he has the flu."
She nodded and instead of handing him the clipboard, she led him to the back room and into a treatment room. Treatment room number four Cas had read. She allowed him to lay him gently on one of the beds and pulled the curtain around them to give them a little privacy.
"When did he start this-"
"He's been sneezing or so I've been informed. I've come back from a, uh, work and that was when I discovered the low grade fever, chills, sweats, and body aches. He isn't even all that alert as well."
She nodded and gave him a tiny smile that Cas missed turning back to Sam.
"He's also pregnant?" she asked hesitantly.
Cas nodded missing the sad look at realizing that he had been taken.
"He's twenty four and six days. He's twenty five weeks tomorrow." She nodded and quickly wrote the information down.
"I'll have a nurse come by and get his vitals alright?" he nodded and she left with a sigh.
It wasn't like Cas noticed anyways. He was too busy being worried about his boyfriend. He dabbed a cloth against Sam's sweaty forehead and dropped a kiss onto it.
"You'll be okay Sam. I'm pretty sure it's only the flu-"
"Cas I'm cold," Sam replied in a whisper, groaning when he started to shake again.
Cas quickly spread a blanket over him, hoping that would make him feel a little better but a shake ripped through Sam's body and he pulled Cas closer to him, finally managing to calm down when Cas was halfway on the bed.
"Do you feel any warmer?" Sam shook his head and Cas sighed, encircling his boyfriend's waist and feeling the baby give an almighty kick. He placed a kiss on Sam's cheek and held him tightly. "I'm here Sam, I'm here. I'm not going to leave you okay?"
Sam nodded weakly against his chest. He may be miserable but Cas was here.
And he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
When the doctor finally was able to see them, Sam was in a fitful sleep and he checked his lungs, heart and ENT (ears,nose,and throat) before determining that it was likely the flu and asked Cas if he had gotten a flu shot at all this year. Sam miserably shook his head when Cas just looked at the doctor blankly like he was being told a difficult quantum physics question.
"Okay, I'm going to prescribe Tamiflu but I am also going to do a scan to see if the baby is alright first." Cas nodded in approval and waited until the doctor brought around the ultrasound and applied the ultrasound gel before bringing the baby into view. The baby definitely looked bigger since the last scans he had seen. Their son had definitely taking a liking to suck his thumb or so Cas was led to thought since in every scan the baby was doing that. "His heart rate is fine and he is really healthy though he's measuring a little small-"
"But he's still growing. He's bigger than last time," Cas added and the doctor agreed with him.
"He is going to be fine then. He's still growing and there is no issues pertaining to the baby at this time. I want you to bring him back if your husband gets worse or if there's anything wrong with the baby. Look out for bleeding or any discharge that could mean the bag of water broke." The doctor stopped himself seeing Cas stare up at him blankly with the same expression he had earlier when the doctor had been explaining the flu shot. "He isn't alone with you right?"
"We live with his older brother Dean. My brother Gabriel has been with them as well."
The doctor seemed to find himself breathing easier and Cas tipped his head in confusion until the doctor put his stethoscope back into his pocket and explained.
"You could wait here until the nurse brings the prescription here and then you're free to go. There will be a list of things to look out for and if you don't know any of those, have the big brother explain it to you." He walked out of the room and Cas could hear him mutter, "Seriously what is it today with people having kids and not knowing anything whatsoever."
Cas sighed and turned back to Sam.
"It's just the flu," he paused before adding, "Honey."
It felt weird even to him and he thought the doctor could have explained things more gently. He couldn't understand how the doctor thought they could have been married when they didn't even have rings. He thought that was obvious but the doctor was in a bad mood probably. The nurse returned with the medicine and explained that they were 75 mg tablets to be taken orally twice a day for five days. Cas nodded throughout the explanation and she gave him a better explanation of what to look out for.
Cas found himself smiling at that.
"Thank you," he told her brightly.
She turned red in the face and when he was about to check for fever she quickly pulled back and excused herself.
Cas remained confused for a nanosecond before going over and picking Sam up. Hefting him into his arms, he quickly made sure no one was nearby to see anything before appearing back into the hotel room.
He gently laid Sam back into the bed before taking the medicine and a cup of water to get Sam to swallow it down. Sam fought him over it and turning over to a now dressed and awake Dean, the man grumbled and told him to watch.
"This is how we deal with a Sammy who doesn't cooperate with us," Dean added for Sam's benefit. He quickly forced the tablet into his mouth, tilted his head back, and then rubbed his throat until he was forced to swallow. He let go with a grin and turned back to Cas. "Is he okay?"
"Doctor says he has the flu. I thought it was influenza-" Cas looked at Dean who burst out laughing before Dean finally told him why. "Oh. I guess it's because it is the same thing. Dean, why would the doctor wants us to come back if a bag of water is broken?"
Dean's look turned from amusing to now horrifying.
"Didn't anyone ever explain to you how babies are born?" Dean asked hesitantly.
"They come out when they are ready and it is pain that is worth it." Dean clapped a hand to his forehead before sitting Cas down like he was a child. He actually kinda was and this was the first child Cas was going to see being born so Dean tried to be easy with him. On second thought, Dean didn't want to ruin that fine line of naivety that Cas still had.
"When Gabe gets back, ask him."
That would teach the other angel, he thought. Surely Gabriel wouldn't want to tell all the gooey details to his younger brother. Looking over at Sam who was wheezing through his nose, Dean sighed.
They were sure it was the flu so Sam had to be okay. He got the virus though and Dean prayed silently that Sam would be okay.
Sam definitely deserved a break from all the Winchester luck.
