AN: Gooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! So sorry for the slight delay y'all. My little storm cloud won't go away. Sigh. Also I can't focus for the life of me, it's really annoying! And the plot bunnies are up to no good! Uhnnnnnnnn...*flatlines* Lol! There's a new story description up on the board, go check it out when you can! This will be the first time I explore season eight. So hang tight. I recently researched heart conditions (some run in the family and I got a little curious), and you can actually die of a broken heart. There's a fancy name for it but I don't know it or how to spell it. But if you're curious, just google Broken Heart Syndrome. It's very weird but informative! Anyways. Go check it out! So Easter is right around the corner! Who's ready for the Easter Bunny? Me! Me! Candy! Candy! Lol. I don't think I'll buy candy this year. Just might settle for cookies in the shape of eggs or something. I'll be lazy this year. Maybe leave some Mister Easter Bunny. He likes cookies. Right? Anyways, let's get going! When we left off, the small family discovered Sam was sick! Let's see how Cas reacts!
Pibacken-Thank you darling! I wrote this and I giggled when he said they needed a miracle. Still giggling about it. Castiel the miracle! PS. X3 Yes you was! *doodles*
StyxxsOmega-Poor baby! He'll be fine! And yay! More people to color with! I like to color :)
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Sammy's All Good!
"Cas. Please help him!" Dean cried.
Castiel looked at the fallen hunter in awe. He was home. But how? He also noticed something different about him. Something Hellish. Had Lucifer and Michael done something to him? If so, what had they done? And will it kill the youngest Winchester? And who were the children?
"Cas!" Dean's voice snapped the angel out of his thoughts.
Castiel knelt down beside Sam and felt his forehead and winced slightly at the heat he felt there. He gently picked the boy up and laid him down on the couch. After making the boy was comfortable enough, he placed his hand on his forehead and frowned. He knew something was different. He just didn't that could happen! But it did explain everything though.
"There's nothing I can do. I could try to heal him but that would only harm him. He will heal on his own." Castiel said.
"Really?" Dean asked.
Castiel nodded.
"Like angels and demons, Hellhounds can heal on their own. But since Sam is technically a puppy himself, it'll take awhile for him to heal. He'll be able to heal faster overtime." He said.
"So, he'll be alright then?" Bobby asked.
"Yes. Just make him comfortable." Castiel said.
Dean nodded.
"Dean. How is he-" Castiel asked.
Dean sighed and explained everything and then introduced him to the kids. Castiel was in awe and shock. Sam had endured much Hell and now was half Hellhound and had children. He should be freaking out and hunting them, but Castiel accepted Sam as family, therefore he would there for Sam and be supportive.
"Uncle Dean?" Kai asked shyly.
"Yeah bud?" Dean asked.
"Papa's still really hot." He said softly.
Dean smiled at little boy. Kai reminded Dean of a much younger Sam. He was a shy boy at first but then warmed up to people after awhile. He was sure Kai would grow more comfortable around them, but left alone for now.
Dean got up and ran a washcloth under icy water and went to the living room. He gently brushed Sams sweaty bangs out of his eyes and placed the cool cloth on his hot forehead. He watched as Sam moaned and mumbled something incoherently, then settled back into sleep.
"He'll be okay right?" Ezra asked.
"He'll be fine. Sammy's a tough guy. Like Cas said, we just need to let him rest awhile." Dean said.
"What made him collapsed anyway?" Bobby asked.
"Sam had endured Hell for many years. It may have only been a year here, but down there it has nearly two hundred." Castiel said. "And with his change from human to Hellhound may have played into it. Simply put, Sam's exhausted and his body shut itself down."
Dean nodded. He remembered after Jess died, Sam barely ate and slept, then one day he collapsed. It scared the Hell out of him. The doctor told him that Sam's body was so tired it shut itself down so it could recover.
Dean shuddered. He would have to keep a close eye on Sam. Especially since he just got him back. Sam wasn't going anywhere without him for awhile.
The adult watched as the children moved around and made their father comfortable. Fluffled his pillows, gave him blankets, changed the cool cloth on his forehead, they even sat or stood in defensive positions, ready to protect their fallen father.
Dean chuckled at the sight. It reminded him of him when he was younger and Sam was sick or hurt. He would the boy comfortable, then keep a protective vigil by his side all night.
The adults conversed while the children tended to their father. Dean once in awhile took over and the children tried their best not to hurt their uncle.
It wasn't until the wee hours of the next morning that Sam's fever had finally broken. He was restless all day, and his fever spiked multiple times.
The children were smushed on the couch, snuggled against their father. Sam and his children were all sleeping peacefully.
Okay guys and gals. Here's the next chapter! I'll try to update the superhero fic tomorrow and this, but it's almost the weekend. And you know I don't see the laptop all weekend. I'll try though!
Until Next Time! I LOVE COLORING! *scribbles*