Summary: Dean has a concussion and Sam helps his older brother.
Author's Note: Sorry this is so short and that you didn't get it earlier. I got The Sims 3 today, so I've been messing around with that all day.
Dean knows he has a concussion the second he hits his head on the wall. If the ghost wasn't already gone, bad things would be happening to it.
"Are you okay?" Sam questions. He's worried about his brother, despite the fact that Dean's gotten a ton of concussions over the years.
"Concussion," Dean tells him, annoyed. He can't believe he has yet another concussion. Why must he always be thrown into things?
"I figured. Let's get you back to the motel," Sam replies. He helps Dean to the door, against his brother's wishes, and then gets into the driver's seat. Sam drives back to the motel.
"Thanks for helping me in," Dean reluctantly mumbles as Sam leads him into their room.
"You're welcome," Sam chirps. He's always happy to help his brother. Dean did take care of him practically his entire life.
It isn't until Dean is lying down on the bed does he notice that Sammy is hurt and chose to ignore his own injuries.
The brothers take care of each other that night.