Taking care of Sammy aka mother hen Dean
A/N: Hiya here's my first attempt at a SPN fanfic. I'm identifying a lot with Jared / Sam. As protective Dean is my weakness this will be a sick Sam OS set round in season 12; Dean turning into a mother hen. Castiel will make an appearance. I thank my writing muse for having inspired me to write again, my close friend KM66987. My SPN IG is moosesamwinchester. Happy reading 3
Age Sam: 33
Sam tosses and turns before finally falling asleep, he was feeling off during that day but didn't want to unnecessary worry his brother. He knew how quickly Dean worries when his little brother is unwell and Sam was always quickly to argue he wasn't a child anymore being in this thirties. Dean couldn't help it, Sam would always be his baby brother and he would take care of him as long as he could.
On the other side of the Bunker, the eldest Winchester feels like something's off but can't figure out what it is. Deciding to dwell on it in the morning, he calls it a night. 6 hours later, Dean wakes up and strolls into the kitchen. Upon reaching said place he frowns his eyebrows, Sam's normally up before him and always makes coffee for both of them. Dean makes himself coffee before deciding to go check on Sam. He opens his brother's bedroom door watching him sleep closely but soon notices pearls of sweat on his forehead. He bends down to slowly wake him up. 'Sammy wake up' Sam jolts awake, fists at the ready almost punching his brother. 'Easy there tiger. Sam you're burning up, you mind telling me since when you're sick? Don't lie either, I know something was up yesterday, you were way too quiet princess.' Dean teases his brother to hide his worry, he knows deep down it's probably only a cold because they were barely never sick.
'Okay fine… It's been going on for a few days but yesterday I felt my energy drain. I haven't said anything because I know how much you always worry Dean and really you don't have to. I'm not a child anymore, I can take care of myself.' Dean looks at him giving him the 'don't argue with me' look. 'I'll see if we have any meds left else I'll make a grocery run and I'll send Cas' to babysit you. In fact, Cas', move your wingy ass, we need you. Seconds later the angel appears rightfully confused, he looks between Sam and Dean. 'What is the matter?' 'Jasmin here is sick so I need you to babysit him while I go get meds and make a grocery run.' (A/N: When asked who his favorite princess is Jared answered Jasmin, Jensen is Elsa btw) Seeing he clearly can't win this as he is too tired to argue Sam turns around and tries to sleep again.
Meanwhile Dean pulls Castiel aside. 'Listen Cas' sick Sam usually turns into a child sooner or later when he is feverish so if he suddenly acts out of character don't worry. I'll be back as soon as possible.' Dean said as he reluctantly puts on his jacket and takes baby's keys. He leaves the Bunker and mentally promises Sam to come back as soon as possible. Upon arriving at the grocery store, Dean makes it his priority mission to buy everything Sam likes then proceeds to head to the pharmacy. Oh joy there are several people waiting in line, Dean grows grumpier by the second.
Back at the Bunker, Castiel is sitting next to Sam's bed watching him sleep. 15 minutes later, the latter wakes up. 'Cas? I need to head to the bathroom, can you please help me?' Castiel's a bit out of his league, sure he wants to help the younger Winchester but he isn't sure how. Angels are never sick. He awkwardly grabs Sam under his armpits to support him and guides him to the nearest bathroom. Sam lurches forward and proceeds throwing up. Cas not knowing what to do, takes out his phone and quickly texts Dean. 'We have a puke problem.'
Shortly after reading Castiel's text Dean's mother hen / overprotective big brother mode activates and he proceeds to jump the line. 'I'm sorry but my kid brother is really sick, I need to get him some meds please.' He pleads looking at the pharmacist, using the excuse Sam is a little child in hopes to get meds faster this way, which miraculously works. It probably helps that the pharmacist's a woman and Dean being Dean flirts his way through the conversation. He chuckles imagining their faces if people actually knew his brother's a 6'4 ft tall man. He pays and quickly drives back to the Bunker.
Entering the Bunker, he takes two steps at once not caring if he trips and runs back to Sam's room. Noticing the angel and his brother aren't in there, he goes to the bathroom, takes the thermometer and goes to the kitchen where Sam is sitting huddled up in a blanket.
Dean puts the groceries away and proceeds to make Sam a bowl of different fruit. 'Okay Sammy just like when you were a kid. Open your mouth here comes the airplane.' Castiel looks at Dean totally confused as to why he acts so childish all of a sudden. Dean throws him a 'don't you dare laugh' glare. Dean proceeds to feed Sam then gives him his medicine. 'Now up to bed with you Sammy, shall I read you a bedtime story as well little brother?' Sam glares at him giving him the stinky finger but deep down he actually wouldn't mind because he missed those times where he and Dean bonded over family time and weren't arguing all the time. 'You know I wouldn't mind.'
Dean follows Sam to his room and gently tucks him. He takes his phone out and chooses a bedtime story then proceeds to read it. Soon after Sam is falling asleep. Dean being still in overprotective mode arranges himself a bed next to Sam's and stays the night by his brother's side. 'I'll always be there for you my baby brother, I love you so much.'
A/N: There you have it, a sweet brotherhood fanfic with a sick Sam and Cas being the awkward best friend. Probably not the best fanfic out there but I did my best. I'm super-duper excited to meet Misha, Mark and Rob next year in May with one of my closest friends. I'll add to this that Richard is the freaking sweetest human being. His reaction to me having binged the 15 seasons in 2 weeks: "Holy smokes that's a lot of watching!"