AN: Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! So sorry for the minor delay! This weather has my allergies out of whack, and my head was pounding. So yeah. Doing much better tonight, but I wish Ohio would make up it's mind on whether it wants to be warm or cold. Stupid weather...Anyways. I'll be getting things ready New Years Eve so I may disappear over the next day or so, but I promise to try and get out an update. But I'll be really busy this upcoming week. So yeah. Bare with me my darlings. Once the Holidays are over, updates should be more frequent. Should be. I'll also be working on my next set of books as well and building my platform as an author. Again, bare with me now. Alright, I have nothing else to report really. So let's get going!

elliereynolds777-Thank you so much my darling! And I don't have anything for I yet, so I can definitely use this! I really do need to fix that episode. I'm still crying over it and probably will until the show comes back in January. Stupid writers...making me cry like a baby.

spnfanforlife-Me too! I love my fabulous nurse!

NightReader22-Nice to me you my darling! And thank you, I love him too!

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H-Hot hot baby (Pre series AU! Sam: 1 Dean: 5)

Sam wailed miserably. The poor baby was burning up with fever and was just down right miserable. John was rocking Sammy back and forth in his arms, whispering soothingly to him, hoping to calm the baby long enough to get him to swallow some more baby medicine. The doctor said Sammy would be alright, it was a small middle ear infection. Apparently it's pretty common in infants and toddlers.

"Shhh baby. Come on now, calm down Sammy. Please? For daddy?" John whispered.

But Sammy wasn't having it. His ear was on fire and he was so hot and cold at the same time. He just wanted to be held and rocked, but not by dad, but his brother.

"Bubba!" Sam cried, he hadn't learned to say brother or Dean's name, so he stuck with bubba.

"Shh Sammy. Dean will be home soon." John promised.

It wasn't a lie. Dean would be home from school anytime now. John looked out the living room window of the little house they were renting, and smiled when he saw the school bus. He was happy Dean was home, but knew the little boy was going to give him a tongue lashing for Sam being sick. Dean was very over protective of his baby brother.

"Sammy! Big brother's home!" Dean called coming through the garage door, expecting his baby to come running and give him a hug.

Dean frowned at the sound of crying and booked it down the hall. He stopped in the living and saw Sam in his dad's arms wailing and flailing.

"Dad what's going on? Why's Sammy crying?" Dean asked hurrying over to his father.

"Sammy's got an ear infection and is really uncomfortable from the fever." John said.

Dean looked at his baby brother sadly and hated it when his Sammy was miserable. He then thought of something and demanded his dad to give him Sam. Sam calmed down a little bit but still sniffled and hiccuped, when his dad did. He then went upstairs to their bedroom and got Sammy some clean pajamas and a fresh diaper. He then went to bathroom with the little guy, and filled the tub halfway with lukewarm water. He undressed Sam and sat him in the lukewarm water.

Sam cooed contently and splashed around a little. Dean smiled. He remembered his mom doing this once before when Sammy was really little. He was about two months old with a slight fever, but it made him uncomfortable. So his mom filled the sink with lukewarm water and placed the crying baby in it, and he calmed right down.

John was amazed. Amazed at how Dean took care of him and the baby, his patience, his everything. He was also amazed with Sam. Sam was able to get Dean to swallow medicine if he got sick, Sam got Dean to talk again after his wife died, Sam was Dean's whole world.

Sam cooed at Dean and Dean smiled. Sam wasn't hot and miserable anymore. His Dean was here and he would make it better.

Aw! Little bit of fluff with the Weechesters!

Until Next Time! *hides behind the couch as dad uses a scrubber to clean the floor and it makes evil noises*