Sam knew he shouldn't have walked back to Bobbys when it was pouring. He just knew it but he had needed to get back and Dean was at work. So now he is currently in bed, with a cold.

"Here's some tissues." Dean said handing Sam the tissues.

"Thanks" Sam said as he grabbed the box.

"No problem." Dean said putting his hand on Sam's head.

"Still burning up. I'll be right back." Dean said. Sam nodded and laid back down. Dean then came in with a thermometer and placed it in Sams mouth. When it beeped he took it out and checked it.

"102 degrees, you are still a little high." Dean said. Sam nodded and sneezed.

"You need anything else?" Dean asked.

"Can you hand me my hoodie?" Sam asked. Dean nodded and grabbed one of his hoodie's from the closet.

"Here you go Sammy." Dean said hanging Sam his hoodie. Sam then put it on and layed down again. Dean smiled as Sam fell asleep again. He then left the room but the second he did Sam started having a coughing fit. He ran back over to Sam and moved his arms over his head. Thankfully Sam stopped and ran to give Sam some cough syrup.

"Hey Sammy , Sammy." Dean said quietly shakeing Sam a little. Sam woke up and Dean gave him the medicine.

"Okay you can go back sleep now." Dean said. Sam then fell asleep once again, this time his sleep wasn't instantly interrupted.

Sam slepted intill around four that afternoon, though when he woke up he felt worse.

"Dean." Sam called in a raspy voice. He then noticed his throat felt like it was on fire and his head felt like it got hit by the impala while Dean was driving it.

"Yes, Sammy?" Dean asked

"I don't feel any better." Sam coughed. Dean went to grab then grabbed the thermometer. Once it beeped again Dean frowned.

"103, Sammy you need to take some more medicine and if it gones up we might need to take you to the hospital." Dean said. Sam nodded and Dean got some cold medicine. Once he was back he gave Sam the medicine and Sam smiled.

"How you feeling?" Dean asked.

"It wont kick in for a while Dean." Sam said. Dean gave him a look and Sam nodded.

"In all honesty, my head feels like you ran over it with the impala and my trout feels like a demon would if it swam in a swimming pool full of holy water and salt." Sam said.

"You must be in a lot of pain." Dean said stroking Sam's hair. Sam nodded grabbing a tissue.

"Do need thing anything?" Dean asked getting up from the bed. Sam shook head throwing his used tissue away in trashcan next to his bed. Dean walked out of the room. When he herd a knock at the door. He opened the door and saw Sams tallish red haired friend.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Dean asked.

"Sam and I were going to study today." She said, letting herself in.

"Um, Sammy is sick." Dean said.

"Sammy's sick!" Devin yelled.

"Yup,103 fever." Dean said. Devin nodded.

"May I see him?" Devin asked.

"I'll ask, you stay here." Dean said walking over to Sam's room.

"Hey Sammy, Devin is here would you like to see her?" Dean asked. Sam nodded and Dean walked back and nodded. Devin then ran down the hall to Sams room.

"Sammy, what happened!" Devin asked loudly.

"You do know that I can here you when you don't speak loudly right?" Sam asked

"Yeah, I know, but seriously what happened?" She asked worriedly.

"I walked home in the rain." Sam said weakly.

"For the smart one you can be a compleat dumbass sometimes." Devin said. Sam gave her a weak smile before he stopped.

"What wrong?" Devin asked.

"Other than the obvious? My whole feaking body hurts." Sam said. Devin smiled weakly before she walked out of the room and returned with a very anxious Dean.

"Sam, you okay?" He asked.

"Whole body akes." Sam mumered.

"Okay, now I can help." Dean said. He handed Sam some advile and Sam smiled. Dean gave him some water and the advile.

"Thank you De." Sam said giving Dean the empty cup. Dean then left his room and set the cup into the sink. A few minutes later Devin left back to her mother and Sam had fallen asleep yet agian. Dean smiled and ran his hand through Sams hair before he walked down stairs and sighed, it was going to be a quiet weekend.

It was three days before Sam was compleatly well again. Though the second Sam was good he took a shower, apparently getting rid of a fever involved a lot of sweating. After that Devin and Sam got to have that study session.

"Nerds." Dean said. Sam glared and Devin chuckled.

"Nah, just need really high SAT or ACT scores." Devin said.

"Why?" Dean asked.

"I want to get into Stanford, Devin wants to get into Yale." Sam added.

"Okay then, I guess I will get going." Dean said leaving the room. Once he left Devin groaned and Sam chuckled.

"What?" Sam asked.

"I will never understand this." Devin said. Sam chuckled and looked at her book.

"It's easy, let me help." Sam said. Devin grinned and watched Sam work.

"I still dont get it. I give up I will just become Buffy." Devin declared.

"Yeah, you do that." Sam laughed staring down at the book.

"I will!" Devin declared. Sam shook his head and contued on with his work. It took a couple of hours for them to study but they completed it.

"So, what you doing for Halloween?" Devin asked,

"I'm not sure, I think staying in and get more practice for the SAT." Sam said. Devin then made a buzzer noise.

"Err wrong answer. You and I are going out." Devin said.

"Um, no thanks." Sam said,

"But why?" She asked.

"Because I dont want to." Sam said.

"Why not Sammy" she whined

"Hollween isn't my kind of thing." Sam stated.

"Besides, I'm probably just going hang with Dean." Sam contued

"Exactly, your going to be here bored and sitting on the couch." Devin said

"Fine, I'll come. But I'm not wearing a coustume." Sam said.

"We shall see." Devin said


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