E/O word: Relax.
Sick!Sam and caring!John for Sammygirl1963. Here's to wishing you a happy birthday!
Word count: Ahhhh!!!! *pulls at hair* I tried, I really did!! …102 words.
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A horrible retching sound filled the air, and two Winchesters cringed as the youngest member of their family emptied his stomach into the porcelain bowl.
"Easy there, kiddo." John reached a hand out to steady a wobbly Sam.
"Don' feel s'good, Dad…."
"I know, Sammy, I know, just relax…"
A shiver shook Sam's sweat-slick frame and he dove his head back into the toilet as nausea overtook him once more.
After a few minutes, a thoroughly exhausted Sam slumped sideway into his father's arms, puffy red eyes fluttering shut.
D-dad? …D'n?"
"Shh… Try to sleep. It'll be okay."
And so it was.
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