Here is the follow up..for those who asked. I truly appreciate all the feed back. Working on a pre-series story and have a season 4!Sammy!centric bunny hoping around too...
Enjoy yall. xo

Portland, Maine.

"Do you want me to drive?"
"Sam, for the last time-"
"I get it, you're 'fine'."
"Yeah,exactly, I'm fine so shut it. "

Scranton, Pennsylvania.

" Do you-"
"Sam,no. "
"I was gonna ask if you could pull over, I need to stretch my legs."
"Fine."
"Thank you. Hey, when's the last time you went to the bathroom?
"Excuse me?!"
"I'm serious,Dean. Lunch was hours ago. "
"I don't see how my body functions h-"
Sam huffed, giving up.

Madison, West Virginia.

"Just breathe, there you go.."
Dean was again on the side of the road, getting sick. All of the food they had eaten and the drinks that had been drunk made a violent appearance, narrowly stinking up the car.
Normally, Dean preferred to be alone when being this sick. With the exhaustion lingering from their latest hunt and the wounds that were still healing, Dean allowed his little brother in his space.
Carefully hauling Dean to his feet, Sam awkwardly got Dean to get into the passenger seat.
"Maybe we should get a motel-"
"Mmno. Home." Dean croaked out, coughing hard with a grimace.
"You got it..." Sam frowned, concerned but not suprised how quickly Dean was deteriorating.

Russellville,Kentucky.

Sam was on edge. He had seen his brother be sick before and in those rare times this happened, Sam made sure he avoided Dean like the plague. But this time, this time was weird. Exhaustion on top of healing wounds...on top of more exhaustion and even more healing wounds. Oh and an overdose for kicks..
Dean's eyes were closed but wasn't asleep. Sam had given him some extra strength tylenol, hoping to atleast take the edge off. It seemed to work a little bit, the cold chills seemed to be less frequent.
It was the fever chills and cough that worried Sam most. The cough sounded like it had settled in his chest. .but the plus side was that he had spells of coughing and throwing up (mostly) mucus and bile. There was progress.
"S'm?" Dean said, voice barely there.
"Hey.." and before Dean even asked, "Just stopping for a coffee and gas. "
"Mmmhm. " Dean grunted, swallowing painfully and pointed in the direction of the bathroom.
Sam bit the inside of his cheek, "Do you-"
Dean glared at him with glassy, feverish eyes.
"Got it. " Sam watched his brother head to the bathrooms of the service area. Dean's shoulders were slumped, boots dragging...

As well as paying for gas, Sam grabbed a large pack of Riccola's, a few Gatorade's, coffee for himself and some snacks. The bunker was fully stocked with everything they could ever need,but..the bunker was still a 12 hour drive. With that thought in mind, Sam grabbed some orange juice, an iced coffee...
He wanted to get his brother back to comfort. Back home...

Just outside of Springfield, Illinois.

A coughing fit woke Dean from an already fitful sleep. He cleared his throat and rolled down the window and spit a few times.
"Timesit?" He asked, annoyed that his voice was barely there. He was hot and cold , and everything hurt.
"Well, we're avoiding Springfield,so another 6..7 hours."
Dean looked over at Sam,brow furrowing, "Have you been driving this whole time?"
A pause.
"Don't give me that look. I've been fine. I had some coffee."
"I appreciate it,Sammy.." Dean whispered, readjusting in his seat and groaned, pressing his palms to his temple.
"You're dehydrated. Drink some of this." Sam glanced over at Dean, one hand on the steering wheel and the other holding out a bottle of Gatorade to his brother.
Dean took it and opened the cap,taking a very careful sip.
"Don't drink it too fast..."

The Bunker, Lebanon, Kansas.

Finally settled. Finally 'home'. Dean had grabbed a long, hot shower and immediate went to his room, climbed under the blankets and shut his eyes. Sleep would be great...really..great..
Except for...
"Sam..what are-"
Sam looked up from rolling out a bed mat beside Dean's bed. "Gotta make sure you take those meds every 4 hours."
"I'll be fine,Sam. I- we just need some sleep."
Sam just smiled,pointing to the decongestant on the table and Dean pulled a face. He took it with out a word though. The truth was that Sam was concerned about Dean's cough. It sounded like things were settling in his chest. Pnemonia was something that wasn't going to happen.
Dean settled into his pillow and almost instantly began snoring. Sam grinned a little,turning off the lamp and settled in himself.

Sam slept in. 8pm rolled by and then..9pm did too. It wasn't until he heard a loud crash over his legs and an equal amount of loud expletives that he woke up.
"What th- Dean?! Hey.." Sam shot up and scooted over to Dean, who layed sprawled out, coughing violently. " Hey hey.. breathe, c'mon."
Dean didn't seem hurt but, might have gotten the wind knocked out of him. Sam put a a hand to Dean's back, wincing and grimacing in sympathy. "Think you can sit up?"
Sam helped his brother to a sitting postition, resting him against the bed. "..You're really sick," sighing, Sam wrapped his arms around his brother's middle and very carefully hauled Dean up and sat him up on the bed. Considering Dean hadn't even made a move to object, or even say a word, Sam knew that meant Dean finally allowed himself to be sick.
Clammy,a wheezing/wet cough,..
"Think you could eat an egg?"
Dean turned a shade of green and shook his head.
"Okay, I'll get you some water - You'll be good for b-"
"Sam."
"Right, I'll be back. I-"
"Go."
Sam nodded and walked toward the kitchen. Once there, he made himself a few fried eggs and some coffee. Today was going to be a long day...
6 rounds of dicongestant, a 2 hour nap and puking up pretty much nothing, Dean was exhausted. Beyond exhausted.
He watched Sam. They were in the library - Sam washing his arm, the laceration healing well and nicely.
"You doing okay, Sammy?" Dean croaked out, blanket shrouded around his shoulders, slumping in his chair.
Sam snorted softly, grinning, "Yeah, Dean. I'm okay. Never gonna stop huh?"
Dean cinched his brows a little, "Stop what?"

"Being in big brother mode."

"Never."