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He walked into the living room and found Bobby and Caleb watching the 10:00 news. "I'm just going to go to bed." Tony said and was greeted by nods and went to take a quick shower and was soon asleep.

2/25/13: Just doing minor updates and grammar changes. Nothing major.

Rolling over in bed and pulling the comforter closer to him Tony got a better glance at the clock and saw that it read 2:47am. God I have already been asleep for like five hours? It seems like I just laid down. Tony lying back down on his back he threw an arm over his eyes in a failed attempt at trying to block out the street light that leaked through the curtains. But no sooner had he started to drift off when he heard a crash come from the hallway followed by a thud as something landed on the floor. On his feet and gun in hand he was at the door before the hallway light came on.

"What's going on out here?" Tony heard Bobby yell from the living room as his eyes adjusted to the light.

"Dean?" Tony questioned as he looked down the hallway where he saw Dean laying on the ground and trying to push himself up. Tony had no sooner set his weapon on the dresser and came back into the hallway to kneel beside Dean before he started puking.

"Caleb, Bobby grab the trash can!" Tony yelled as he held Dean who was still lying where he had fallen Tony was the only thing stopping him from falling over. Bobby ran past the boys and grabbed the trashcan from the bathroom and was back just in time for the next round. Caleb was sitting on the other side of Dean reassuring him.

"Tony what's going on?" Sam asked as he cracked open his door at the end of the hallway rubbing his eyes sleepily.

"It's alright go back to bed kiddo. We have a lot of stuff to do in the morning so get some sleep ok?" Tony said hoping Sam would continue listening and wouldn't ask him a lot of questions.

"Ok" Sam said turning and closed his bedroom door.

Sighing with relief Tony was brought back to the moment when Dean started another round of vomiting bringing up nothing but bile and dry heaves.

"Dean's burning up. I think we need to call Ducky. Hopefully this isn't the flu on top of the Pneumonia." Caleb said wiping Dean's sweaty bangs out of his eyes.

He went to feel Dean's forehead and was astounded that he hadn't noticed the heat coming off of him sooner he was like an oven. "Ok I'll call him now. Can you two get him to bed?"

Caleb nodded and put one arm under Dean's knees and the other behind his back and walked back into his room closely followed by Bobby holding the can. As soon as Tony saw that Dean was safely back in his room he got up and walked into the kitchen where he had left his phone.

Picking up the phone he saw the time on the stove clock and felt bad calling the older man at this early hour but Dean needed help and he didn't want to take him back to the hospital. Going through his contacts he quickly found the number he needed and hit send.

Walking back with the phone between his shoulder and ear he walked to the bathroom and started to get the cleaning solutions out from underneath the sink. It wasn't the first time he had to clean up similar messes especially after Caleb came back after a night of partying. Just as he was getting started on the floor he heard Ducky pick up the phone.

"Tony what can I do for you?" Ducky asked with a hint of sleep still in his voice.

"Ducky, Dean has taken a turn for the worse. He has a fever and we don't know what to do?" Tony said stopping to talk to the doctor.

"I'll be right over," Ducky answered pausing and Tony could hear him pulling on his jacket and moving around in the background, "he has a fever. Does he have any other symptoms?"

"I wouldn't have even realized the fever had gotten so high if he wouldn't have fallen in the hallway. Caleb and Bobby just got him back to his room. We need help Ducky." Tony said panicking.

"I'm on my way I'll be there shortly; make sure he stays put." Ducky directed and hung up.

Tony closed his phone and went back to finish cleaning the floor relieved when he was done. Getting up he took the supplies and put them away and threw away the rags he had used. Washing his hands he turned off the hallway light and went into Dean's room.

Caleb and Bobby had pulled the quilt off and were struggling to get Dean out of his sweatshirt.

"Dean it's going to be alright, Tony is going to be right here but you need to calm down. We are just trying to get your fever down." Bobby said rubbing the arm that they had managed to get lose from the sweatshirt while Caleb struggled on the other side.

"Where's Mom, I want Mommy. Where's Tony?" Dean asked hoarsely between coughs.

Dean's requests made Tony freeze. In all his years of taking care of his brother he had never heard Dean yell for their Mom not since she had died. Walking over to Dean he sat at the foot of the bed, "I'm right here bud but you need to get your sweatshirt off ok? Let Caleb help you buddy."

Dean looked at the foot of his bed where he saw Tony sitting, "Tony where's Mommy?"

Looking down he tried to block the tears that were forming; he hadn't talked about his Mom at all since the fire. Except for yesterday when he had to with the team. "She had some errands to do. She'll be back in a minute. Why don't you try and get some sleep?"

Looking back with his fever bright eyes he nodded and closed his eyes and fell back asleep. Caleb finished getting the sweatshirt off, "What did Ducky say?"

"He is going to be here in a little bit he was leaving as he hung up. If you want to get some sleep my bed is open to both of you. No sense in us all losing sleep tonight." Tony said pulling up a chair that had been left in the room and took a seat.

"That's nonsense you idjit we both love Dean. We want to make sure he is alright; we are here through thick and thin. Family don't end in blood son." Bobby answered going to stand by the head of the bed watching the two boys.

"Tony we helped raise these boys we love them just as much as you do." Caleb said running a hand over Dean's forehead as he was wheezing again and went to stand beside Tony, "We aren't just going to leave you. We are here to stay you won't get rid of us that easily."

Tony couldn't take it anymore. Everything that had happened in the last couple of days finally brought down the mask he had tried so hard to keep up and maintain. He started to sob, shoulder shaking sobs. "I'm sorry, so sorry. I don't know what to do? How do I balance being the cool brother and the dad and mom? I need help; I don't know how to do this." Tony sobbed trying to wipe away the tears as they steadily fell from his eyes.

"You aren't alone; you have us here to help you. I know that me and Caleb will be here to help you and I'm sure I can speak for your team and say that they would drop everything to help you and your brothers." Bobby said trying to calm Tony down he had never seen the young man lose it like this. The younger man was the master of masks and building walls much like Dean it was something Bobby hated John for but was happy to finally see Tony open up he just wished that it hadn't taken John's death to do so.

"I know how much Dean means to you and we won't think any less of you but you need sleep Tony you are running yourself ragged here trying to take care of everything. Get some sleep we will help Ducky. If we need you we'll wake you up." Bobby directed pushing Tony from the room. "I'm serious I won't hesitate to use bodily force if you don't go."

Chuckling a little Tony rubbed his eyes and nodded. "Alright I'm going remember to wake me up if anything happens."

"I'll be damned Tony is turning into a mother hen," Caleb said following into the hallway, "of course we will wake you up. Now shoo."

Raising his hands he retreated down the hallway and walked into Sammy's bed room. Seeing that his brother had fallen back asleep Tony walked over to the bed and lay down next to him.

"I love you Sammy boy don't you ever forget that." Tony whispered into his little brother's hair and lay down. He didn't even realize he had fallen asleep until he felt something stirring next to him.

"Tony?" A groggy voice asked from beside him looking over Tony saw through blurry eyes Sam looking at him with a confused expression. "What are you doing in here?"

"I just missed you is all." Tony said as he wrapped his brother in a hug, "Why don't you get some more sleep I'll start breakfast."

Nodding Sam fell back asleep in no time. Getting up from the bed he quietly left them room and made his way towards Dean's room. Seeing the door was open Tony stuck his head in and saw Bobby and Caleb were keeping vigil over the boy with Bobby sitting on the chair that had been dragged to the bedside and Caleb on the floor by the head of the bed.

"How is he?" Tony asked from the doorway getting Bobby and Caleb to jerk their heads up to face him.

"Why aren't you still sleeping?" Caleb said getting up from the floor.

"Got my fill. Now how is Dean?" Tony asked beginning to worry with the lack of answers he was getting.

"Why don't we go talk about this in the other room? We just got him back to sleep." Bobby said ushering the two younger men towards the door.

Tony led the way out and went to start the coffee maker meeting the other guys at the kitchen table.

"Now what couldn't you talk about in the other room?" Tony asked wanting to know what the hell was going on with his little brother.

"We thought Ducky wasn't going to make it we waited and waited and he didn't get here until about an hour after you went to sleep. It turns out the weather is really bad it's snowing like crazy apparently. When he got here he went straight to Dean and kicked us out and he didn't come out for another hour." Bobby paused leaning back in the chair and taking a deep breath, "When he finally came out he looked utterly exhausted. Dean has a pretty nice sized flu on top of the Pneumonia. Ducky said the fever was just over 103 degrees, but he got it lowered some and gave him more medicine. We have another prescription that we are supposed to give him Caleb was going to go and fill it as soon as you woke up." Bobby finished and walked over to the cupboard and got the mugs for coffee out and poured them all glasses and started another pot.

"When I walked in you said you had just gotten Dean back to sleep what happened?" Tony asked wondering why they hadn't woken him up to help.

"Fever dreams and by the looks of them none to fun," Caleb answered taking a sip from his black coffee truly exhausted, "took some coaxing but we finally got him to sleep about an hour ago."

"God why didn't you guys wake me up?" Tony asked.

"You needed sleep and somebody has to take care of Sammy today." Bobby answered knowing that he himself wouldn't have the energy to keep the 10 year old from under foot today and he doubted Caleb would either.

"You didn't make Ducky drive back in this weather did you?" Tony asked sure that his friends wouldn't do that but wanted to make sure.

"Of course not. We were pretty sure that you wouldn't be in your bed so we offered it to him." Caleb answered nonchalantly.

"Good. Now you two need some sleep you look like shit. Caleb give me the prescription I'll go and get it filled. There is a pharmacy just down the street I'll be back in an hour tops." Tony directed going to grab the paper from Caleb slipping on his jacket not caring that he was still in his sleeping sweats.

"Well ain't this the pot calling the kettle black." Bobby muttered as he made his way over to the couch while Caleb walked over to the overstuffed chair in the corner.

Tony took a minute to walk to Sam's room and let him know where he was going, "Sam I'm going down the street to get Dean some medicine if you want breakfast there is cereal in the cupboard. I'll be back in an hour." Sam nodded sleepily and went back to sleep. Smiling to himself he walked out of the room and stopped in Dean's room to check his temperature noticing it was down since his little escapade that morning but was still pretty high. "I'll be back in a little bit kiddo." Tony whispered and walked out the door and left the apartment heading to the 24 hour pharmacy on the corner taking in the snow that was now gently falling from the sky and the nice smooth white coat that covered the city he loved.

Walking out of the pharmacy with the prescription bag in hand he took a look at his watch and saw that it was just after 9:00am. Deciding that everyone else would probably still be asleep when he got back he decided he would look into plane tickets and finish enrolling the boys in school. Walking into the apartment all Tony could hear was the sounds of sleeping. Grabbing a glass of water and his computer Tony headed into Dean's room and sat on the floor putting the water on the bedside table and settled himself in for the long haul.

As Tony woke up his computer he decided he would hold off on Dean going to school until after the winter break. This would give him more time to recover and maybe start talking again; Tony wasn't fooled into believing that Dean's talking last night was him completely lucid. Sam on the other hand would start school next week after they got back from Bobby's. Finishing enrollment wasn't that bad Sam's first day would be next week Thursday and he would be in fourth grade. When Dean started in January he would be in ninth grade.

Sending the information he needed to his printer he closed the window and went to check the airlines. He found that the next day or so most flights would be delayed or canceled because of the snow, but saw that on Thursday they had outgoing flights. Tony knew it was expensive but he got tickets for the whole team making sure that they would all be on the same flight. Sending the flight info to his printer he stood up closing his computer and picked up his phone to let Pastor Jim know when they were flying in to Sioux Falls.

Dialing the familiar number he listened to the ringing until finally the Pastor picked up.

"Pastor Jim Murphy how can I help you today?" The clergy man asked into the phone.

"Hey Pastor Jim it's me Tony." Tony answered relieved to hear a familiar voice.

"Tony! How are you doing son? How are the boys?" Pastor Jim asked shooting out question after question.

"We are doing as good as can be expected. Dean's pretty sick though; Pneumonia and the flu. Sammy though he is just as lively as usual. They both miss Dad just I like I do." Tony answered.

"Tony I know your belief in the lord is not all that strong, but I believe that your Father is with your Mother and they are both in eternal paradise." Jim said starting to preach to Tony.

"No offense Pastor but at the moment I don't have a whole lot of faith I just wanted to call you and let you know that we will be flying out to Sioux Falls on Thursday morning and I'm bringing my co-workers along." Tony finished trying to get off the subject of God and eternal paradise. He hadn't believed in any higher power since the demon took his mother and destroyed his family's life forever.

"Thank you for letting me know. Do your co-workers know about the custom hunter's burial?" Jim asked worried as to what these co-workers would think when they saw the traditional hunter's pyre out in Bobby's field.

"They don't but you will find they are very understanding." Tony answered knowing that to some the custom funeral arrangements would seem somewhat barbaric.

"I'm glad to hear that. Now tell me more about Dean and Sam." Pastor Jim asked about two of his favorite kids. Tony and Pastor Jim continued talking for quite awhile until Tony heard some movement come from the hallway.

"I think everybody is starting to wake up I'll talk to you soon." Tony said standing up and stretching getting ready to see what everyone was up too.

"See you soon son. Take care and travel safe." Pastor Jim answered.

Walking out into the hallway he saw that Bobby and Caleb were still asleep but Sam was sitting at the table eating a bowl of apple jacks and Ducky had wandered into the kitchen.

"Hey Ducky what can I get you this morning?" Tony asked going to pull some juice out of the fridge and looking for something to make for breakfast.

"I think I will just make myself a cup of tea thank you." Ducky said going to his bag that sat by the island in the kitchen and pulled out a tea bag. Warming up a coffee mug full of water Ducky turned to Tony.

"I trust Caleb and Bobby told you about Dean." Ducky said going into Doctor Mode serious and wanting nothing but the best for Dean.

"Yes and Ducky thank you for coming out last night. I don't know how to thank you." Tony said pulling out some cinnamon rolls that Sam most have begged for during the shopping trip yesterday and set the oven to preheat.

"I was coming over anyway." Ducky answered brushing off the thanks and sat down with his tea in front of the Island.

Tony sat down next to the older man with his fresh cup of coffee the two sat in silence for awhile until Sammy came over and decided to break it.

"So when are we going to Uncle Bobby's Tony?"

"I just reserved our flights we are leaving on Thursday. I figure we can stay the weekend and come back Monday." Tony answered pulling Sam up onto his lap, "and Pastor Jim said he will be waiting for us there." Sam was just about jumping for joy when he heard that. Out of all the Winchester's Sam had always gotten along best with the clergy maybe it was because he was the only one in the family with any faith in the things they couldn't see.

"Ducky do you think that Dean will be able to handle this or is it too soon?" Tony asked only wanting the best for the boys.

Taking a minute to think about it and he answered truthfully, "It will be uncomfortable and not terribly fun for him but he should be ok. We will have to keep a constant eye on him and make sure his fever doesn't rise and that he doesn't catch anything else in the airport."

Tony listened to the older doctor and nodded. God Dean never does anything half assed does he?

"Hey Duck I ran and got Dean's medicine when should I start giving him his doses?" Tony asked getting up to put the cinnamon rolls in the oven.

"I gave him some when I got here around 4 this morning so anytime now." Ducky answered and went over to the table to sit by Sam. Tony finished putting the cinnamon rolls into the oven and grabbed the medicine and walked to Dean's room.

Walking in Tony noticed his brother was moaning and tossing in his sleep clearly in the starts of another fever dream. Going over Tony shook Dean's shoulder to try and wake him up.

"Hey Dean Buddy can you wake up for me? I need you to take some more medicine for me." Tony tried coaxing as he pulled back the quilt that had been thrown over Dean's bare chest.

After a few more failed attempts at waking Dean up Tony was about ready to give up when Dean started to stir.

"Hey buddy thanks for waking up. I know you are probably sick of me always nagging you to take your medicine but Ducky wants you to take another pill along with the one prescribed to you." Tony rambled as he opened the containers and pulled the medicine out and set the pills on the nightstand next to the glass of water. "Once you take this you can go back to sleep I promise." Tony said leaning forward to help Dean sit up enough to take his medicine. As soon as he was sitting up Dean lost all the color in his face and started to gag. Seeing the sudden action he pulled the empty trash can up just in time. Waiting for Dean to be done Tony rubbed the boy's back in comforting circles and whispered into his ear.

When Dean was finally done Tony handed Dean the glass of water and had him rinse his mouth.

"I need you to take your medicine and then I'll leave you alone so you can sleep alright?" Tony said handing Dean the pills that had been sitting on the nightstand but Dean shook his head and refused to take the medicine. "Come on Dean you need these they will make you feel better. Please man take them for me." Dean once again shook his head and turned himself over on the bed.

"I'm not going to beg Dean either you take these for me or I will have someone else come in here and make you take them." Tony threatened hoping that it wouldn't come to that because truthfully the only person that could make Dean do anything was their Dad and he wasn't going to be much help.

"I'm going to ask one more time Dean take your medicine or I will have someone else make you take it." Tony threatened standing up from where he was seated on the edge of the bed. Dean didn't even acknowledge Tony and went back to sleep.

"Fine just remember you asked for this." Tony said and stomped out of the room like an angry teenager.

"How's Dean doing? Get him to take his medicine?" Bobby asked getting up to stretch from his nap on the couch flipping the TV on right away.

"No. The little jerk ignored me and wouldn't take his medicine and went back to sleep." Tony was frustrated and angry.

"Why don't me and Sammy go and see what we can do? I'm sure Dean will do anything for Sammy." Bobby said walking over to Sam. "What do you say Sam? Want to go and get Dean to take his medicine?"

"Yes." Sam said scooting off his chair and followed Bobby down the hallway into the room.

No less than 5 minutes later the sound of breaking glass was heard followed by Sam and Bobby hurriedly leaving the room and closing the door behind them. "The damn idjit threw his glass of water at us. I don't know what you want to do Tony, but the kid needs his medicine. His fever is way too high." Bobby said pouring himself another cup of coffee and sat across from Ducky who was once again telling one of adventures to Sam.

Upon hearing the latest trouble of getting Dean to take his medicine Ducky jumped into the conversation, "If you lads don't mind I think I have someone who might be able to get Dean to take his medication." Ducky asked getting up from the chair and reached for his phone.

"Not at all Ducky call whoever you want." Tony said desperate for any help he could get.

"I'll be right back." Ducky said walked out the apartment door closing the door behind him a couple minutes passed and Ducky came back. "They should be here within the hour. Until then I suggest that we rest and enjoy these cinnamon rolls that you made Tony." Ducky said and went to the stove where the rolls were and helped himself to one.

45 minutes later there was a knock on the door and the door barged open to show Leroy Jethro Gibbs in all his glory followed by Kate, McGee and Abby.

A/N: So what do you think? Good, bad or indifferent? I'm sorry if this is a crappy chapter it is mostly a product of my insanely annoying insomnia, but please leave me review letting me know what you think or what could be improved on. Anyway thanks for reading and don't forget to review.