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This chapter contains mild profanity don't read if it offends you!
My apologies for the update taking so long I know it must be frustrating and am working on it.
Chapter 11
"Sammy?" *knock, knock * when Dean received no reply he proceeded to enter with caution. He quickly found who he was looking for on the bed with his back turned toward him.
"Sammy, you awake?"
"Go away, I don't want to talk to you. You insensitive jerk!" Dean frowned
"Aww…come on I am really sorry. Look I even brought you a present"
"I have already seen it Dean, that's what got us here"
"Whoa! Hold on now. I think the whip cream helped a little"
"Hardy har har, I am still mad at you"
"I know but I am sorry really Sammy look I brought you your favorite" At this Sam reluctantly rolls over and sees Dean with an oatmeal raisin chocolate chip cookie sticking out of his mouth while he raises and lowers his eyebrows in an enticing manner. Sam can't help but chuckle at the sight and leans over to take the cookie out of Dean's mouth. He quickly devours the peace offering then kisses Dean passionately letting him know all has been forgiven. They pull apart, lust clearly written on their features when for Sam it suddenly changes, causing him to shove Dean harder then intended and him to fall off the bed he was so precariously perched on moments before. Dean laid there slightly stunned and smiling before then proceeded to get up and comfort Sam, at least that's what he intended to do. However when he saw Sam laying on the floor of the bathroom looking slightly miserable and muttering profanities under his breath that were most likely directed at him he couldn't resist.
"So, why do they call it morning sickness if it happens at random points throughout the day?" Of course this infuriated Sam who however was to exhausted from the day and cursing everything that was and is Dean to even get off of the floor let alone argue so his solution was one word conveyed via the middle finger.
"Fine be that way, maybe I will just leave you here then"
"Dean… why are you being so cruel, its all your fault anyways"
"All my fault is it I seem to remember somebody wanting an encore of the performance" Sam just smiled from his place on the floor then raised his arms
"Carry me…? Please!" Dean let out a sigh and then proceeded to pick up the crumpled form of his lover and take him to bed
"Thanks"
"Anytime" is all Dean says as he plants a kiss on the top of his pitiful lovers head
"I love you dean"
"I love you too Sammy" They kiss goodnight as Dean strips himself and Sam down to just there boxers. Climbing in he pulls Sam into his arms just as he does every night. He has always told himself it was for Sam's benefit but in actuality its more for himself the thought of Sam not being there when he opened his eyes terrified him more then he would ever care to admit. When he felt Sam's breathing even out it made him realize that no matter how hard he tries Sam is truly only safe in his dreams. That was the only thought that ran through his head as he drifted off to sleep.
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The next morning
Dean opened his eyes before promptly shutting them tight once more. He internally groaned making a mental note to get curtains 'very dark curtains' for the window that was situated directly over his and Sam's bed. He tentatively opened his eyes once more and managed to keep them that way for the time being at least. Sam was no where to be seen or heard so he decided to explore the rest of the house and became increasingly worried as his search turned up nothing.
"Sam!"
"Sammy, where are you?"
"SAM, answer me god dammit!" as he spoke those last words he came around the corner into the kitchen and saw Sam in only his boxers dancing and making what he assumed to be some breakfast at the stove. He was of course infuriated that Sam hadn't answered him and was going to let him know it.
"Hey!" still no response so he resorted to physical movement and reached for his arm however he hadn't reached it when Sam turned around and before he knew it he was flat on his back with his hand in a torturous position and Sam leering over him breathing heavily.
"Ow! You can let go you know"
"Dean what the hell don't sneak up on me like that!"
"Sneak I have been screaming for you for the past 10 minutes I got worried when you didn't answer!" at that precise moment Dean noticed the ipod and headphones splayed on the floor and there position in reference to Sam.
"I'm sorry Dean I was listening to music kind of loud"
"I can see that, now would you be so kind as to let go of me!"
"Oh sorry I didn't realize I was still holding on, you okay?" Sam blushed
"I'll be fine Sammy, at least I know you can still fight" Dean flashed his what should be award winning smile
"What made you think I couldn't?"
"I don't know nothing really its just makes me more comfortable having first hand knowledge I guess"
"I see" it wasn't until after Dean had gotten up and started stretching his hand a little that he noticed something was odd with Sam's face
"Dude, what's on your nose?"
"A close pin"
"…May I ask why?"
"Well it was either this or vomit in your breakfast"
"Breakfast?" Dean's mouth instantly started to water he hadn't realized how hungry he was until Sam had said that
"Typical"
"What?" Dean questioned using his best puppy dogface
"You"
"What about me?"
"You think with your stomach"
"I resent that!"
"Dude, you're drooling"
"I am not!" As a proof Sam takes his finger and runs it along Dean's bottom lip
"Alright, so sue me I enjoy food!"
"Its more of the fact you don't even know what I am cooking and you started drooling" Dean moves in real close to Sam and whispers
"It wasn't the food I was drooling over" Sam blushes furiously
"Go sit down I will bring you some food in a second" Dean does what is asked of him and sits at Bobby's kitchen table.
Sam plates the food and heads over to sit with Dean anxious to see the look on his face when he realizes Sam made his favorite as the main course.
"BACON!"
"I thought you would like it"
"Like it, babe I love it!" Dean says as he hungrily bites into one very crispy piece of bacon
"Good?" Dean just smiles happily humming some AC/DC to himself and devouring the bacon
"You want some?" Dean says with a very full mouth
"No I'm good" Sam turns slightly green but manages to compose himself and not make a mad dash to anything that would suffice as a vomit receptacle
"You sure? It's sooo good" all Sam can do this time is put his hand over his mouth and nod
"You alright, Sammy?" he nods proceeds to stand and makes his way over to the fridge and pulls out some Canada dry ginger ale.
"Does that help?"
"Sometimes"
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Hurry up and eat your god damn bacon!" Dean looks at his plate and suddenly everything clicks
"Does the smell make you sick or something?" he nods
"Oh man Sammy I'm sorry, want me to go eat ou…?" before he can finish the sentence Sam has disappeared and he heard the sound of a door slamming. He looks pitifully at his plate of bacon and grabs one last slice before throwing it in the garbage and setting the can outside the door. He fills the sink up dumps some dish soap in it and drops the pans in before heading towards the hall. Half way there he runs into Sam who still has a towel thrown over his shoulder with part of it covering his mouth and nose.
"No worries the bacon is outside in the trash and all the dishes are in the sink" Sam just shakes his head no and backs away when Dean tries to advance toward him a hand on his chest stops him.
"It's your breath you idget" Sam nods and looks thankfully at bobby while Dean just looks confused
"What?"
"You smell like bacon go brush your teeth" Dean makes an oh face and walks upstairs to do just that
"Thanks Bobby, you're a life saver"
"Don't mention it" Sam begins to walk away but turns around when Bobby puts his hand on his shoulder
"Promise me you wont be too hard on him, he is really trying. He may not always get everything right but he does his best. I mean he certainly didn't have to throw away his favorite food in the world just because the smell makes you sick but he did because he loves you so go easy on him alright." Sam nods and heads towards the stairs to not just tell Dean but show him how grateful he is.
Tbc…
I hope you liked this chapter please read and review, I apologize about it being short I will do my best to make the next chapter longer. I also need someone to write an explicit sex scene between the two because I am very inadequate in that area anyone who would enjoy doing that please let me know. As always constructive criticism is welcomed flames will be ignored thank you for reading and please review!! I will update as soon as I am able