AN: Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! I'M HOME! WHOO! I uploaded for my MacGyver sweeties, because their story isn't that far in and this one is. So they got first dibs. If you follow me on Facebook you got to see some pictures and kept up with my adventure. You also know I got baked. I'm an over baked potato! I got so burnt when I went to the pharmacy the guy told me that they didn't have anything for me and gave me a list of things to do to help my burns. I'm doing okay now, but holy crap. Winchester freaking Luck! I also got sick on the way home. Yeah. Winchester freaking Luck! I'm okay, just super itchy XD Anyways. If you follow me on Facebook, you got the news about my Patrion (if I spell it with an E it won't show up)! It has been launched! Whoo! You can now support me and my plot bunnies in my career and everyday life :) So if you can spare even just a dollar to help me write full time, it would be massively appreciated! See instructions on my profile or go to my Mutilated Pancake Facebook page and click the link in my description box (there was a link on my profile but FF won't allow it for some odd reason). There's also rewards for my Patrons ;) So if you can help me out, it would mean a lot to me! If you can't donate you can at least help by spreading the word :) Anyways, I missed y'all so much! Let's get going shall we? When we left off, John's here? Hmm...

lenail125-Well, let's find out!

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Cat Sitting

Dean scooped up some more water in the paper cup you usually found by the sink in motels and dumped it over his brother's head and watched the cat ears flick to get dry. Sam's fever refused to go down so he had to give him an ice bath. When Dean took Sam's temp again he sighed with satisfaction. It had gone down to 101.2. Much better than him getting to the point where you could fry an egg on his head. After another few minutes just to be on the safe side he got his brother some clean and dry pajama's and boxers. He dried his baby off and got him back into bed. He made Sam eat a little something and then take more medicine. Before Dean went to interrogate his father he heard a faint voice.

"Hey kiddo, you're okay. I got ya." Dean whispered carding a hand through the hybrids hair.

"Dad's here." Sam slurred sleepily.

"I know. I see him." Dean said growling on the inside. He wasn't angry with Sam just John.

"Why?" Sam whispered as sleep began to drag him under further.

"Don't know yet. Go to sleep baby boy, I'm right here." Dean said softly.

Sam drifted off and Dean made sure he was deep in sleep before grilling his father for suddenly showing up when there so many times they needed him and the older man didn't show up nor even bother with a phone call. Hell, Dean was dying, DYING not too long ago and John hadn't even bothered to pick up the freaking phone and he shows up because he's freaking bored? Dean scoffed inwardly and mentally called bullshit. He got up and went to the kitchenette to get himself some coffee. He was for some Sammy Watching and needed to something to keep him alive.

"Alright old man. Start talking. Why are you here?" Dean asked pouring himself a cup of coffee and taking a sip. "I'm not buying what you're selling.

"I told you Dean. I lost the trail and I can't do anything about it right now." John said.

"Uh huh." Dean hummed still not quite believing it.

"You seriously don't believe me?" John asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Nope." Dean answered popping the p. "I mean, you couldn't even bother to pick up the phone when Sammy lost his girlfriend or when I was literally standing on Death's doorstep."

"Dean you know it wasn't safe for us to be together!" John snapped.

"Save it dad! That excuse doesn't work anymore!" Dean snapped back.

Dean turned and went to Sammy when the boy whimpered in his sleep. Dean soothed his Sam back to sleep and sat beside effectively ending the conversation. John was a bit upset, he wasn't finished talking with son and here he was paying more attention to Sam who was fine for the moment. He looked over at Bobby who was giving him a harsh glare. If looks could kill John would've died twenty times over.

"Hey Bobby." Dean said softly to not wake Sam.

"What'cha need boy?" Bobby asked.

"Take dad back to your place. As soon as Sam's feeling up to it, we'll head there." Dean said.

"No problem. You take care of our boy." Bobby said dragging a protesting John to the door.

"Always." Dean said and watched as Bobby drove away with the angry rattle snake that was his father.

Now that the distraction was gone Dean could get back to getting Sam back to perfect health. Said hybrid had curled up into a ball again with his nose touching his tail. He was still under the blankets and sleeping contently. Dean gently poked an ear and watched it flick and smirked. He knew his brother shouldn't sleep like this while he was sick, but he didn't have the heart to move the peacefully sleeping hybrid.

He settled into the chair and made himself comfy for a night of Sammy Watching.

Not bad after a week off X3 I missed you all sooooooooooooooo much! *huggles you all*

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