By the time the brothers arrived home, Dean was pale and perspiring and his stomach kept cramping painfully enough to force a groan out of Dean each time. It was horribly obvious that Dean hadn't escaped the monster's venom, the only question was, had he been hit with a life threatening dose, or not? : One shot fic, angst, H/C, Sickly Fickly, hurt, ill Dean, caring, protective Sam
Rated: T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Angst - Chapters: 1 - Words: 6,998 - Reviews: 9 - Favs: 27 - Follows: 6 - Published: 6/17/2020 - Sam W., Dean W., Crowley - Complete