Supernatural fanfiction sam retching. Dean saw a tear roll down Sam's face.

Dean always had a way of surprising Sam with something unexpected. " Sam handed John the kit and quietly told him how to prep everything before taking the prepped needle from him and injecting himself. Dean/Sam, non-con, hurt/comfort, angst, cuddling, protective! Dean, bottom! Sam. Let's get outta here. Then another and another, before he let forth a gut wrenching gag and spewed his lunch back up in the foot well of the passenger's seat. Dean met his gaze. Sam doubts he could take another beating like that. Sam came back, and placed something by the bed, down by Jack's head. 'Cas?' Dean asked, unsure whether it was truly him or not. The sound made Dean want to gag. Synopsis: Sam cops the blame when a vital piece of equipment is damaged on a hunt. When they broke apart Sam had a huge smile on Feb 21, 2011 · Sam and Dean recover both emotionally and physically from the latest life-or-death crisis. Sam asked worriedly. Yep, hospital time. "Good. Without a second thought Dean grabbed the trashcan and held it under Sam's nose. They ran through the bunker until they saw him in the hallway. Whatever had killed it had been nasty. Just a bunch of continuous pre series chapters as the brothers and their father travel across the country hunting the supernatural and deal with the events in the not so normal life. Needless to say, things don't go well. Sam's head lolling on his shoulders, his eyes sliding away from Dean's as they closed as if to say "I'm sorry, I'm not strong enough. Sam and Dean investigate a haunting at a theatre. We performed surgery to find and repair the internal bleeding. Post 7x03 hurt/limp/tortured!Sam hurt/awesome!Dean awesome!Bobby Nov 11, 2014 · Fan Fiction: Directed by Philip Sgriccia. A lot. Sam speed-dialed his brother, chewing his fingernail as the phone rang several times and went to voicemail. Sending Sam tumbling into the the unfrogiving concret, but he doesnt say anything as he stands back up wipping blood off his lip. "Sam," Dean presses, and Sam realizes he hasn't moved. Dean was afraid to say something that might push his brother over the edge. The angel complied, steadily picking up speed and strength. "Whoa there, need me to hold your hair Sammy?" Dean asked with a smile as Sam shoved his long hair behind his ears. :) Challenge Word: Emergency. But all Sam gets in response is a throaty hum, too similar to the moans that woke him seconds ago, and it sends his heart racing for his throat. That's when the real panic set in. He looks tired. " AU - set in skag trendy's "Hunter of the Shadows" Verse. Sam sat up, the book falling off his chest. He walked to the door. Infact this was the first time he ever did that and for the same reason Sam decided to carry Dean's stuff without confronting him about entering the room which was surprisingly clean,Sam found that Dean had already got into the ,himself was in a lot of pain and was looking forward to a hot shower,some good drugs and more than anything, a good A hand clasped over his mouth, Dean made a desperate dash for the bathroom. Sam winces. - Words: 2,378 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 55 - Follows: 19 - Published: 5/7/2017 - Status: Complete - id: 12479638 Sam watched him go pale and run for the bathroom. Then a hard fist collids with Sams face. Jul 1, 2017 · Sam frowned, for quite possibly the first time since Dean had been – for lack of a better term – healed. Dean winced at the pain lines on Sam's face, and the red tone that was taking over his little brother's already flushed face. But rather than burden his brother, Sam hides the injuries he received at the hands of Crowley's demons and the aftereffects. Instead he was just livid. Sam lifted the upper half of Jack's body up slightly, and shifted him closer to the edge of the bed. Maybe this was his body's way of getting some rest!: 'Sammy. Dean helped keep Sam upright, as he started swaying back and Jan 27, 2018 · Sam went down hard, breath knocked from his lungs and that was it, game over. Are you good?" Asked Sam. Sam looked up and clutched Dean closer to his chest when he heard Bobby's boots come closer. Sam pulled back until only the head of his brother's cock was in his mouth and licked the underside and drew circles around the head. After all, Dean had just attempted to murder his kid brother with a hammer; the man deserved a little R&R. The angel walked around the pair to Sam's other side and knelt next to his lover. "Aw, Sam –" Sam collapsed sideways against the open door, emptying his stomach on the gravel below while his fingers clung weakly to the metal frame of the impala for support. " "Don' feel good…" His voice was thick and watery. His brother got into the hotel room on his own power. There will be a few rare wincest fics, but the majority is just them as brothers. "And the torture? Was that just a game too?" Sam's voice trembled. Wordlessly, Dean cracked open and handed him a water bottle. Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - [Dean W. "Uhm, okay. The muscles in his stomach constantly ached. A/N: Happy (belated!) birthday, Enkidu07! So sorry this is so late, but I could not get Sam to cooperate. On Sam's 17th birthday he finds himself kidnapped by a man very much interested in all things Supernatural and he has rather unpleasant plans for the youngest Winchester. "Cas… Harder, please…" Sam sobbed out, wanting to feel that amazing feeling of ecstasy run through him again. In this section, I accept any ideas about hurt or sick Sammy Winchester :D whether he's a kid, a teen, or an adult. Dean helps Sam lean over the toilet as Sam starts to throw up again. Sam's voice cut through the stillness of the night," Dean you need to stop treating me like a kid. Also - I don't own any of the characters, plot, etc. Sam and Dean have different approaches to helping. His jaw was still slightly swollen, the surgery causing all kinds of inflammation. Sam get's the message but it ends up being an altered Dean suddenly bolted from the bed into the bathroom, not completely making the toilet, mostly because he was intent on being quiet and not waking Sam, and slowly got out of bed, softly closed the door behind him, as well as the bathroom door to drown out any retching noises. " Apr 17, 2013 · It Started with the Hook Man By: SPNxBookworm. Sadly, I do not own any of these guys. Summary: Sam kind of maybe has a little meltdown after the events of "Simon Said," courtesy of an ill-timed migraine. "Alright, I'm coming in. In a moment, he had thrown his arms around his brothers' shoulders. Dean saw a tear roll down Sam's face. The retching continued and Sam began to see the oily black creature slowly ooze out of his brother's mouth. Hurt/big brother Dean. Dean finds him in a garbage bin, thrown away as if he were trash. Sam steeled himself, clenched his jaw. 22 which never got resolved and 2 the Amulet's whereabouts from ep 5. Sam felt as if he would cough his lungs up, and soon the coughing turned to retching and all to quickly retching turned to vomiting. ' A feeble whine echoed down the silent corridors. Shit. A few feet away was the bathroom and they could hear someone inside retching. Sam lay Dean into the tub – Dean was too weak to sit anyway – and continued undressing him. Sam sits at the kitchen table in the bunker, his face pale and sweaty after a bout of violent nausea. Moments later, Sam heard him retching into the toilet. I poked at this fic for days before I realized it wouldn't work as one, so I wrote a second chapter for Sam. Again. Sam held him until the retching stopped and then gently propped him up again the car, checking his eyes and his pulse. "Doh'nee'dense…" Sam slurred. I do not own Sam or Dean, but if I did, I would share. I'll also toss out warnings for triggers since the beginning of this piece if kind of dark with suicidal thoughts and Sammy didn't reply, but vigorously shook his head. !" Chapter two: The Rescue "Careful, Sam! He's so beat up I don't know where it's safe to even get hold of him. No crossovers, please, because I don't watch enough TV to do them. 5 is fine Dean. When they got there Dean pushed Sam's hands off his shoulders and plopped down on his stomach and then rotating onto his back. "You about finished in here?" Dean swallows, makes a face, and sighs. Anger's Outcome. He knew with the way that his baby boy was vomiting, Sam chanced becoming dehydrated, which would make things worse and necessitate a trip to the hospital. He wiped the tears from his face then kissed him. Rated: Fiction K - English - Angst/Family - Sam W. He was just in time too as he doubled over, retching pitifully. "I don't care that you're gay, but I'm not going to sit back and watch my brother be in an abusive relationship. " Where was his gun? He needed his gun. " It's Sam, Leave Me a Message. "Ugh bite me. "Stomach. Sure enough within a few minutes, Dean's breath hitched and he leaned over the bucket with a horrible retching sound. " Cas got teary eyed and smiled. Now he must convince his confused brother of the lies involved while also facing emotions they've both ignored and hoping the Wall won't fall as Sam breaks from remembering the message. " Sam was right, of course, and within another minute or two the heaves tapered off, leaving Dean shaking and out of breath when he finally handed the can off for Sam to rinse out. Gabriel hovers nearby with a look of concern. Now he had two bowls. - Chapters: 19 - Words: 31,553 - Reviews: 134 - Favs: 126 - Follows: 149 - Updated: 2/12/2015 - Published: 8/14 Dean is sideswiped by a car, and Sam still has to force his brother to seek medical attention, the reason why Dean did not want to see a doctor will leave Sam reeling. ' Sam pushed back his chair and rushed to Dean's bedroom, but the sound of retching told him he was already too late, not that he was bothered. Dean's breath evened out slightly and then he felt his brother lurch in his arms. "You good for the moment?" Dean asked and, when Sam nodded, reached over to flush the toilet. , Castiel] Sam W. Dean stood in front of his other husband. I got up from the couch and turned off the T. He was like, 99% sure that Sam hadn't seen him pop the Vicodin, or else he wouldn't be the one driving. Sam and Dean looked the corpse over. "Almost there. Sam was placed on a ventilator when his right lung collapsed. "Tell me about it. "Dean? You alright?" He heard the toilet flush and then the door open. Jul 8, 2017 · Sam and Dean immediately got to their feet and ran in the direction the voice had come from. Furious. " In which Dean has been keeping secrets, Sam makes assumptions, and misunderstandings almost get Castiel arrested. 5 "Simon Said "D – " he began but was abruptly interrupted as his body lurched forward, retching once more. "I know, Sam. Sam sunk back to the floor, running out of hope. A/N: I don't know why, but this plotbunny was demanding sick Sam and wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it. Dean cringed as a particularly pained cough sounded from inside the bathroom, he tried not to sigh too heavily. He'd been sore all day and the dry sockets didn't help. "Try to breathe. Sure, I dreamt of hell, but I can handle it," Sam states softly," You handle hell a lot better than I do. " Sam stated, while bringing the water over near Dean. He hummed quietly to himself, making it so that he was surprised by what happened next. Sam's face wavered in and out of focus, turned red by the dying light of the flare. "I made that. Sam gets a little more air than before, so they sit on the bathroom floor for a while and synchronize their breathing. Dean's confused at what's upset Sam until he happens to hear a long saved message on Sam's cell phone. Sam and Dean laughed. Sam is 17 Dean is 21. Knowing his cue, John flushed the toilet and then resumed rubbing Sam's back; once again noticing how thin and scrawny Sam was – much smaller than Dean had been at 13 – and thinking Bobby Singer was full of shit when he had predicted that Sam would one day be bigger than John and Dean. Dean parked in front of Flapjacks-R-Us and hopped out of the Impala, making a mental note to oil the driver's side door. He bolted upright when he didn't see Sam in the bed next to him. "I'm fine Sam I just wanted to say" Dean's voice began to break "That I'm proud of you" Deans breathing was now shaky and weak; "and I know someday, you'll be some world class lawyer and, I just wanted you to know that no matter what happens I'll always love" Dean voice was now barely more than a whisper "you, and thanks for being an awesome Nov 7, 2013 · "D'n? Wh-where…you?" Sam's breaths were hitching all over the damn place. "Shhh, it'll be over in just a minute," John cooed as he carded a calloused hand through Sam's chestnut colored hair before removing the foil wrapping from the bullet shaped suppository. Angry/Guilty John. " No, Sam wasn't okay. A CHOOSE YOUR OWN ENDING OF SORTS. Really. Tag to 12. *Being Rewritten* Rated: Fiction T - English - Family/Hurt/Comfort - Dean W. Sam was sobbing lightly from the exertion, his limbs After a pleasant wake up, Dean and Castiel have to deal with Sam finding out about their being bonded in the most embarrassing way. He could see his brother's mouth moving, forming a word, a name…his name. "Sam, I promise it'll only be for a few hours. Sam placed the vase back down, acting casual as the owner and her daughter walked out. "D-Dean," Sam cried. Trauma From Lucifer's Cage (Supernatural) Crying Sam Winchester; Tired Sam Winchester; Protective Dean Winchester; Summary. His chest constantly burned. "Dude, I'm not your audience; I'm your First Responder. Sam was almost as tall as Dad and it would be no time before he surpassed Dean. Wincing, Sam grabbed a washcloth and wet it with warm water. " Dean wondered where Dad was, and he knew Sam was wondering the same thing, but he hoped this was the last time he'd be called that. He fastened his seatbelt and reached across the seat, pulling Sam down so that the younger man's head was resting in his lap. , John W. Or maybe it isn't. The pounding had slowly crept up the back of his neck, and as of six today, had wrapped his skull in a crushing vice of pain. Sam makes a pathetic, shaky attempt at copying him. "Hey what's going on?" Dean tried to get some air in between the retching but failed miserably so that all Sam got to hear was more of him throwing up. "Sam!" he called, going after him. The resentful Lucifer, our rebelious good-hearted Castiel, the traitor and human-hater Uriel, beautiful and misguided Ana, the mischievous and witty Gabriel, the devious Zachariah , an intolerant Raphael, the powerful Michael and, probably, many more. It was dark, but Sam could see the outlined shadow of Dean hunched uncomfortably over the toilet throwing up what little food he'd been able to hold down. Sam made an effort to clean up before he came out, washing away the cold sweat, finger-combing the damp hair out of his face. His face scrunched up in disgust, and he wiped at his damp cheek and mouth with his equally damp shirtsleeve. Sam passes a Kidney Stone or a series of them (your choice whether there's only one or several of them) - and possibly has a kidney infection on top of it. After the encounter with the Hook man (S01E07), Sam's shoulder is injured. Dean leans against the counter, arms crossed, while Cas hands Sam a glass of water. "Shit! This section is called Hurt!Sam, Sick!Sam. Just hold on. "Sam. Dean nods approvingly. Dean doubled over, retching violently, as he strained to vomit up nothing, since he hadn't eaten all day. Dean tried to shrug Sam off. I'm gonna-" But his next reassurance was abruptly cut off when Sam started retching. Sounds of retching followed. " "Sam, I'm fine. "Just get your head over the bucket. He somehow doubts he'll be as lenient as Dean. Jun 23, 2013 · Sam shoved himself up, reaching for his phone. " The voice got farther away, and Sam heard the front door open. Dean moaned and gripped Sam's shoulders for leverage. They finished a successful hunt, and the two of them checked into the only motel they could find, before they headed to the nearest bar, both of them eager to celebrate and release some of the adrenaline through drinking and staying up late, and, in Dean's case, through flirting with hot women and getting laid. "Isn't that my line?" "Mmmmhh. Disclaimer #2: I am not a doctor, nor am I involved in the medical profession in any way Sam did as instructed and sat back to watch his big brother, determined to look after him the same way Dean did for Sam. "You gonna?" This time Sam nods. S1. " TV Shows: Supernatural fanfiction archive with over 126,526 stories. Because I could. "Sam, try to find some Sam groaned, blinking a weary eye open and wincing at the brightness of the sun streaming in through the windshield, "Dean. Sam sprung into action, grabbing Dean's shoulder too tightly, forcing his brother to register the pain and come back to reality. Dean prefers privacy when he is ill; Sam has often borne the brunt of his brother's hostility when mother-henned. Hayden and Sam have been best friends since high school. With Jared Padalecki, Jensen Ackles, Katie Sarife, Joy Regullano. Maybe I just can't tell. Sam's retching mercifully abated to convulsive swallowing. The sounds of violent retching stopped him. " Said Becca while she made a retching sound. "Yes!" Sam cried out in satisfaction, as the small bundle of nerves was hit dead-on. Sam was about to scream, about to yank himself free when he saw her… there, in the center of it all was Jess' mangled body, dark blood trickling from the ragged hole in her forehead. Dean didn't have time to inspect his body further, because Sam looked like he was about to puke again. " "I gotcha. Sam sat up. Lots of protective/worriedDean and hurtSam. Sam swallowed repeatedly, trying to resist his body's reaction to the curving roads. Sam stirred but ultimately didn't take notice and Dean left the room. " He smiled around another mouthful. This was turning into a normal thing to hear. Sam shakes his head with the slightest motion possible to convey the message, "No," he whispers. "Okay, on three – one, two…three," Dean swung Sam's legs over the side of the bed, guiding his upper body into position. Come in to read, write, review, and interact with other fans. "Why don't you believe in us too?" The dead came towards them, and the reek was unimaginable, nearly enough to knock him over and have him retching. *Angsty/depressed/dark thoughts/suicidal!Sam & Upset/ angry/concerned!Dean* Set in S8 between Torn and Frayed and LARP & The Real Girl. "It's nothing. "You know I'm not going anywhere. What the---what's wrong with Sam? Dean wondered. "It's the same symbol as before. 1 day ago · “Easy, Sammy. Dean sighed. In season 4 finale, Lucifer rising, there is the scene where Dean leaves Sam a message apologizing for everything. Pulling the thermometer out Sam looked at it and sighed "Because 102. Ignoring it, Sam continued eating. For the LJ Summer of Sam Love fic exchange. Was gritty Sammy, like sand or The lamp cord tightened around Sam's neck… he fell to the floor struggling to stay alive…Sam, falling to his knees, a gasp in his voice and a grimace on his face…blood coating his back and Dean's hand. "What? Where are you?" "Easy, Dean," Sam muttered close to his ear when he choked on a gag and spluttered helplessly over the bin. I gotcha. Sam wondered where he found the energy. When he finished, he dropped his head down to rest on his forearm, breathing heavily. Hurt/Caring/Sam and Protective/Big Brother/Dean. Pillows, it seems, the pillow is higher than it was. " Stupid, stupid, stupid. Teenchester. If you get grossed out very easily, you probably shouldn't read this while eating. Extra warnings: dp, blow jobs, whippings with belt, incest. Knowing what that signalled Sam quickly lifted Dean's head and rolled him to the side just as his brother threw up everything that he'd just eaten. Sam breathed through his nose, his body tense in pain as his good hand held on to the bottom of my shirt, fingers clenching around it. Sam looked up and over at with lifeless eyes. Sam cursed and sat up completely, dropping his legs out of bed. Sam's dead weight fell painfully on Dean and he bit down on his tongue. " His fingers are still in my hair and his other hand is on my back and his voice is close to my ear and when the retching stops, he gently tugs me back onto the pillow. "Okay, Sammy. Sounds of retching ensued. Sam took in a mouthful, swished it around, and spat it out the open door in a thin stream. Dean finally stopped, but his stomach was in agony, and he curled into a tight ball, rocking with the pain. "Dean. Sam paled, retching just in time for Bobby to thrust the wastebasket in front of him. "Throw up yet?" Again Sam gives a tiny shake of his head. Pushing away before they could do damage to the time line, Cas landed back where he had begun. Next, he removed Sam's watch and the ring that was a gift from Jessica. Dean grabbed hold of the pail with one hand, the other remaining on Sam's leg for contact as he shifted on his knees to Sam's left. " Written for the prompt at the Oh Sam LJ prompt. Dean has NO idea what to do when the wall breaks in Sam's mind and Sam's first move--once he's conscious again--is to try and 'service' him. "M' fine. Wordlessly, he puts the gun to the side, turns to pull the knife from beneath the pillow. " Does anyone have any good supernatural Sam-centric fics to recommend? I sometimes find them hard to find because they are buried under all the Dean ones Archived post. Dean could feel the shivers that ran up and down Sam's body, and could feel the heat from Sam's skin, unnaturally hot in the cold night. " he said while Sam heaved his stomach into the grass. She surmised that he was just the latest student to catch it. I can make you all better if you just finish it! The churning grew violent and he scrambled for the bathroom, the door slamming against the wall as he collapsed to his knees and vomited. Fifteen minutes down the road Dean suddenly groaned louder, Sam looked back at his brother and noticed a fine sheen of sweat on his face which was now much greener than before but he was still asleep. He wasn't his brother's Sam's voice softened considerably, he looked at Dean with pity. Sam holds back the urge to make retching noises at them because he's not twelve and he's supposed to be a genius. " Dean's voice was close and it startled Sam. " Oct 3, 2019 · Sam glanced at Dean, helpless. He was pretty sure Sam didn't know. Sam hadn't expected the laxative in the soda to be this effective this quick. Stories that feature the platonic relationship between Sam and Dean as brothers. " "Yeah, I'm right here, Sam," Dean said, feeling Sam melting more heavily against his chest. He fumbled off his jacket and trudged into the room. The car creaked to a stop in front of a speed limit sign, and he popped the locks just in time for Sam to throw his body weight sideways at the passenger door, retching. Head injuries tended to drastically lower inhibitions with his little brother and Dean's fear spiked. " He groaned, spitting, attempting to get the foul taste from his mouth. Dean got out and knelt beside him, resting a hand on Sam's back for support. Title: Stab in the Dark Author: Disasteriffic Kaz. "Easy," Dean soothed, continuing to rub his brother's back. His mouth tasted of acid and blood. Whether it was a trip to the book store where he could go pick out his favorite book or even one year, Dean took Sam to a professional soccer game, but there was always something to make him feel loved. "I'm fine, Sammy. Sam paced around his brother, torn between giving Dean privacy and wanting to see the worm. " "Oh really? Fanfics starring the angels. Pairings: Dean and Sam. 11 - Regarding Dean. He hurriedly made his way to the back. Post-6. Summary: Sam finds out that he's actually pregnant with Dean's child, but doesn't want Dean to know that he's pregnant and what exactly Dean did to him. . Just give me whimper-y, tear-y Sam trying to piss and failing and the little he manages to pass feels like shards of burning glass. She's such a horrible bitch. I will, Sam. "Sam?" a groan was my response. And maybe a little anxious. "Get up, c'mon. Warnings: I'll warn for language. When Dean had just been hurting Sam, it was okay, Sam knew the words came out of anger, out of the rage and pain from the hole Bobby had left in their lives when he had… when he had died. Dean's head hung with exhaustion. "NO! Dean!" Sam stood and through himself against the door, which, much to his dismay, did not budge. Aug 14, 2012 · Sam hasn't been feeling well and collapses at school. Note 1: rating is for a possible word or two. His Sam nodded vigorously, his hair falling across his eyes. "Dean, what hurts?" John questioned. Just breathe through it. Now though… Dean asks. " He spoke softly. Warnings: Puke. Sam's eyes snapped open abrubtly, then he looked around wildly untill he realized where he was and what had happened. "Almost done buddy. More hoodoo. " Dean ignored him, keeping a steady hand on Sam's trembling shoulder and turning on the water in the sink to wash away some of the evidence, "It'll be over soon, you're okay. He could see the argument Sam's arrival had interrupted the first time, but not Sam's arrival. But dealing with the disease was like a constant free fall for Dad and Sam. " John nearly cried when he saw the surprise on Sam's face; God had he really been that hard on Sam as a child that the thought of him helping with something Sam clearly needed was a shock to him. I am not making a profit from this story. "S'OK, Sam," he rasps. Sam. "Bastard stung me. Dean staggered out a few minutes later, shuddering in disgust. 16 . Pale with red eyes from crying, Sam was shaking and unbeknownst to him, whimpering lightly. Okay here is the 2nd part of my Sam/Dean Mpreg Series. A dark-haired man. Sam took a shaky breath; his arms trembling as they braced against either side of the sink; his head dipping forward as he lost the battle with his rebelling stomach. Summary: 1-shot. "Sammy. "—ou okay? Dean!" "'m okay. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,111 - Reviews: 18 - Favs: 29 - Follows: 33 - Updated: 2/26/2012 The pain from vomiting nothing but spit and bile and retching up nothing but the water, coke, and tea his body only somewhat tolerated had felt like he was being repeatedly stab in the gut. If you couldn't guess, I want to write Supernatural stories, so please give me prompts from that. "Sammy?" "M'fine, Dean. I'm sick of you being sick. . So he sends Sam away on the spot, and Castiel brings Sam to Hayden’s apartment (original character). Sam rolled his eyes but he was smiling, the relief taking a few years off of his body and making him look a bit younger despite the gray. 'Dean. Written for summer_sam_love's Summer of Sam project to produce fanworks for each and every episode of SPN, featuring Sam. Just then he heard Sam retching in the bathroom and he visibly relaxed as he swung his legs off the bed and went to the motel bathroom and knocked on the door. He glanced at Dean's bed and reached to turn the lamp off. Oct 10, 2013 · "I will. But it doesn't heal. All I can think of is wringing her neck. Author's note: This story picks up three years after Anger's Betrayal Disclaimer: Supernatural and its characters are the property of Eric Kripke. This is a collection of ficlets and drabbles based on several Sam-centric h/c prompts. "Excuse me," Sam requested, and then ran off. A dark suit. After ten minutes of being doubled over, retching and heaving, Dean's hand warm in the middle of his back, Sam was relieved when Dean declared they were stopping for the night. "You sick?" he asks gently, although the answer is obvious. Sam gave an exasperated sigh, accompanied by bitch-face number 15: Dude, you're always hungry. " "Alright, Dean, I've had it. The brothers' eyes lock and Sam knows right then that Dean will never let anything like this happen to him ever again. So Sam ran. " "Mm," Sam hummed around Dean's cock. Awesome/Hero Bobby. " Dean grunted, but he let Sam help him to the car. Moments later Sam was laying down in his bed, snuggling deep into the pillows. He knew they shouldn't be doing this but it felt so damn good. Dean rotates his head against the floor, just enough to squint vaguely in Sam's direction with one eye. "I'm going to get dinner, and then I'll let you out. "Thanks. Sam is kidnapped by demons, beaten, raped and left for dead. A most gratifying result. Sam let out a strangled sob and dropped the syringe. " "Most definitely. Sam's face was covered in his brother's blood, and the longish hair that always seemed to be in Sam's doe eyes was matted together in clumps, drying blood serving as impromptu hair spray holding the hair in place. Rated T, mostly for swearing. " Stepping over the puddle of sickness, Sam heaved Dean into his arms – knowing for sure Dean wouldn't be able to walk on his own after the violent retching – and went for the bathroom. Sam didn't want anything to eat, but he knew his brother had probably started to feel hungry. Dean took a risk and wrapped an arm around Sam, and to his surprise Sam leaned into the touch, resting his head against Dean's chest. Sam through open the door again and gagged into the puddles of water on the side of the road. Dean didn't look up as he continued being sick. Pre-series – Appendicitis Sam / Big Brother Dean / Daddy Winchester / Awesome Bobby – Dean mentally sorted symptoms and associated diagnoses so he would be ready to triage and treat his little brother should Sam's sickness take a turn for the worst. The yelp had been brief, more startled than the actual pain, and by the time Dean had turned, Sam was already crushing the bee under his heel. "D – " he began but was abruptly interrupted as his body lurched forward, retching watery vomit in the sink. Instead he says, "You don't have to like it if you don't want to, Cas," because Dean is clearly corrupting the experiment by contaminating the sample with durpy, significant staring beforehand. I'm taking you to the doctor's office. He finally lifted his head an inch. Dean is heartbroken and vows to protect and take care of Sam, whatever the cost. Monsters don't deserve mercy. "Sam, how many painkillers did you take last time?" "Two-ish?" "Two?! Sam, you're only supposed to take one The first time the cuddling happened, Sam and Dean were drunk. Now it's a race against time for Dean to get to Sam in time before it's too late! Hurt Sam. Dean watched as Sam's eyes filled with fear, pain, disgust and remorse before Sam looked away in humiliation and true to the Winchester's stubborn nature both brothers refused to acknowledge what had just happened. Disclaimer: The Winchesters and everything related to them belongs to Kripke and the CW. Dean sits down beside Sam and rolls up one of the thin motel towels, placing it on his shoulder. "Shut up, Sam," Dean gently admonished. Sam groaned softly, and Dean began to comb the hair away from his face. Sam lay on the ground, barely conscious, his body jerking with each impact. He reaches around and pulls Sam towards him. " "You guys wanna know the sex. "Go back to bed. " Said Sam really blandly. After a moment of gasping, Sam sat back into his seat. Sam was walking on eggshells around Dean. Dean could feel Sam's muscles tensing up, as Sam started retching in the parking lot. Young Dean and Sam never thought that a random act of nature would destroy their house and have them struggling to survive. Because no matter what, they're family, and they will always take care of each other. It's just us" And that was just the way Dean liked it. , Sam W. Sam shook his head, weakly pulling away as Dean put a hand on his shoulder, "You should be resting. He arrived a week later at a bar, from the outside it seemed like any other ordinary bar with flickering neon signs and retching men huddled at the outside street, but Sam knew better. It's okay. "Hey, it'll be okay," Sam told him, a soothing hand on his back. Sam looked flushed to her and a bit unsteady, there was a flue going around. "What torture?" "Don't play dumb!" Jul 3, 2019 · Sam was crying, but instead of running from his brother who'd yelled, he came towards him, hugged him, and Dean held him. "This better be an emergency, Sam!" "Dean, I need you to come get me," Sam said softly. (Dean/Sam) 1st time Wincest. Sam shot upright quickly, gagging and bringing up a small amount of liquid onto the floor of the impala. I heard him whimper cranking my worry up a couple of notches. V. Castiel then joined them. Then another one to the eye, one to the nose, But Sam doesn't protect himself. Sam opened the door, Dean was huddled against the toilet, shivering. " Dean ground out through clenched teeth. "That was, well I can't even describe how it tasted. I pop in the bathroom. The teen was completely covered in blood. Within moments the painful retches changed to harsh vomiting, barely giving Sam a chance to breathe between episodes. Sam could hear the sound of Dean's fist impacting with the drywall, hear the slam of Dean's foot against one of the beds. Vomited until there was nothing left and he was dry retching. He sat back as much as he could with cramped quarters and cramping muscles and pulled his discarded flannel shirt from the floor to scrub across his mouth. I'll be out in a minute," Sam said before Dean heard him throwing up again. limp sam loving and caring John and Dean. " "You okay?" "Yeah. But not now. Only his pinched eyes gave away the headache that had ramped up to vicious levels from the retching, but he hid those behind the sunglasses. Sam sat once again on the crinkling paper swaying slightly. "Don't leave. 21. " Then he helped Dean up and guided him towards the bed. Lucifer shrugged. "I gotcha," Dean told him. Sam was afraid to say something that would finally push his brother away. " "What?" Dean asked, turning down the radio and glancing in his brother's direction, "Did you say something, Sammy?" Sam squirmed in his seat, pressing his hand against his abdomen with a groan, "Stop the car, I'm going to Sam was throwing up again. Sam closed his eyes and breathed slowly. I'm fine. Both of them fell heavily to the ground, the human retching from the turbulent flight and the angel exhausted and astounded. No messages. And that was all it took before Sam once again began to cry. After three, deep cleansing breaths, Sam glanced at his brother. Jack opened his eyes to see that it was a bucket. the older man's sentence was cut off by Sam's harsh retching, as the young man pushed his head back into the toilet, his fingers pale from the force of his hold on the porcelain. He hadn't expected a warm welcome, but Sam's intense fury seemed like kind of an overreaction. " Sam crouches down next to him. Sam turned on the lights and made his way over to his shaking brother. The sound of retching reached his ears and he found his brother by the 1967 Chevy Impala. Gen. Hunting by day, sex by night. "Yeah I will be. He asked when Sam was done retching, again. "Yeah, Sam, you made that. Dean helps, because that's what big brothers are for. Reviews much appreciated - still storyboarding and looking for feedback! I'm relatively new to Supernatural so I'm working on a relatively simplistic set of character archetypes. " Bobby's voice was clipped with emotion, the rank bites and foul wounds that patterned every bit of Dean's body making him physically sick. As sam gets ready to talk another punchs hits his cheek. "Sam… Sam look at me," a soft voice called out. Sam knocked Once again, Dean's hand gently thumped on Sam's back, breaking the mucus that was choking Sam. Disclaimer: Shocking though this may be to all of you, I do not own Supernatural or its characters. GEN. "Whatever you say. Sam followed more slowly, Dean noted, but he didn't expect to see his brother nearly nosedive into the cement. Watching Sam jump/fall into Hell and come back etc was hard as hell (sorry). "Yeah it's all yours. Jul 14, 2013 · It's a stupid question, but Sam asks anyway, testing the territory. Dean focused back on driving, oblivious to Sam's predicament. "Can you manage him?" Dean felt his brother's strong hands ease him from the filthy floor. Crap, crap, crap. " Said Dean as he and Fiona took the pie and left. "Happy Birthday to me. "Dean?" The retching continued. But Sam gripped his brother tighter. " Dean moaned in-between heaves. Jan 25, 2013 · A/N: Thanks for all the amazing reviews everyone! Y'all make my day! :D Keep 'em coming! This is just something that popped up in my head. Holding Sam's hips in the correct angle, the angel began thrusting in slowly and carefully. And he got them weapons, pieces from the wrought-iron fence nearby. ' Cas's face lit up as they drew into a hug. is there a cure for what's going on with him or is it too late to save sam. Sometimes, when the nausea won't let Sam sleep, they sit on the bathroom floor with pillows and blankets and play cards or tell jokes or just talk about whatever it is Sam wants to talk about, and occasionally Sam leans over the toilet to spit up the tiny sips of water Dean insists on before sighing and picking up his cards. Saved by the Bell theme music announcing yet another episode instantly silent and Sam's retching echoing throughout the room. Note 2: this story combines two bits of unfinished business-1 the voicemail from ep 4. Just do what you gotta do, man. " He managed to pant between heaves, "I've got this. Take it easy. The last thing he needed – the last thing Sam needed – was John trying to do Dean Sam coughed desperately before the boy's body arched with a dry heave. Sam woke up with the sounds of Dean retching in the toilet. " Sam said as he held out a vase for Dean to look at. The man leaned over Sam and pulled his wallet from his pocket, pulling the money from it, before tossing it against the building. Just take it slow,” he advises, rubbing Sam's back soothingly as he continues to vomit. Sam snorts. "You're okay, just give it a minute. " Sam's eyebrows climbed, before he chuckled softly. "Come on. " His brother pushed the door open and immediately went to his side, on hand between Dean's shoulder blades, the other one turning on the water to wash his mess away. "No!" The door closed, and Dean was gone. Spoilers for all episodes, including the ones from season 9. He rolled to his side, no longer able to keep from vomiting. "All right, Sam. " Sam's grip was strong, his fingers wrapping around Dean's arm with hurried insistence. " Cas replied. Nov 15, 2012 · It was the one day a year that they exactly what Sam wanted to do. "It's OK Sammy let it all out, I gotcha. " He breathes with Sam this time, and it's better. "Dean, please don't leave me here," Sam begged again. Of course Dean's angry. She helped him to his feet, guiding him to sit back on the blue bed that seems to be a staple in ever nurses office. Sam had a ruptured spleen, which had to be removed as it was too damaged to repair. Thank fuck. It had started yesterday, and he knew Sam had caught him popping aspirin. "Clearly. 'I'm gonna puke. "Shower. "This… sucks," Sam croaked, then coughed. Sam made his way into the bar oblivious to the thick acrid smell that matted the air. Lucifer frowned. I apologize that this first chapter is so short, but I promise it will get longer. Sam seemed to recover and cut the bonds off of Dean gets something back he's been missing for a long time. Dean couldn't help but to look away as he heard Sam violently retching into the trashcan. Warnings/Spoilers: Spoilers up to 2. His last glimpse of Dean was from the motel room window. This not vomiting got Sam's attention, making his little brother worry deeply. He rubbed Sam's shoulder, not wanting to aggravate the bruise on his back. "Hey look at this. "Fuck, Sammy. One last fight. We reinflated it but he remains on the ventilator. He should've set the alarm, but he didn't think he'd fall asleep at all, let alone for so long. " Dean smiled at him, leaning back in his seat and letting out a small relieved sigh, already mentally thinking about how much easier their lives were about to become. Sam spares a moment to wonder what their dad will do if he gets back from hunting and he's still all beaten-up. A trench coat. Jul 21, 2024 · The rattle of the shitty motel air conditioner did nothing to drown out the sound of Sam retching behind the bathroom door. Sam smiled. So I hope you enjoy this one. "Goodnight Sammy," Dean said quietly and brushed Sam's hair from his forehead before ruffling it. " Dean looked up to see the door a few feet away from them with the word 'Private' on it in faded letters open. Sam had brushed past some flowering bush, and apparently, pissed off some insect. " Dean said, rubbing circles on Sam's back. His throat was constantly raw. But things become convoluted when their next hunt results in an injured big brother, and John's anger seems to be spiralling out of control Limp/Heartbroken Sam, aged 14, Hurt/Angry/Protective Dean, aged 18. " m' getting' blood on your jeans…" Sam mumbled softly, his words slurring and running together. " "And maybe when I couldn't remember what my little brother looks like when he is lying his ass off, that would have flown, dude. Sam should've been smug with his victory over the devil. Sam didn't need a permanent reminder on his face of what I did to him, and I sure as hell didn't want to see the evidence of the hurt I caused every time I looked at my little brother. 'How are you alive?' Sam asked. Sam was completely slack against him and Dean shifted so he could ease Sam to the Dean swore he saw Sam mouth a small 'thanks' but couldn't be sure. Sam smiled, picked up the quarter Dean had dropped on the floor, popped it in the slot. I'm here," Dean murmurs to Sam as he tries to comfort him through the violent retching. Sam shook his head, trying to dampen down the nausea. Info: Sam and Dean fall afoul of a serial killer and find that the most monstrous monsters are sometimes human. Dean gently deposited Sam into the front seat, walking around to the driver's side and sliding in as well. Sam was vomiting so hard that it had splashed back up soaking the legs of his jeans. Dean is worried and soon they find out why it doesn't heal. A victim of a vampire attack is displaying some unusual symptoms. He went to Stanford and Dad screamed about Saving People, Hunting Things and don't come back but Sam knew he was really saying yes I failed but I didn't expect you to notice. He sighed before gently tapping him on the shoulder gently, pulling him away from his own mind. " Dean mumbled. It is set between Clap Your Hands if You Believe, and Caged Heat, which is very close to the end of Sam's soulless period. Thus Sam is forced to relive an experience of his past. It was a wonder he'd spoken this much. After everything that's happened, everything Sam's done, of course Dean wants to make him hurt. " Dean sat Sam down on the dirty mattress and slid the gun into the back of his pants and pulled his coat down to hide it. Sam's hurting and Dean's grieving. He managed to prop himself up on one elbow and looked up at Dean through murky, bloodshot eyes. Sam had the door open almost before they'd stopped. When Sam's hand slid out from under his hand and dropped to the floor again, Dean's panic escalated. It's gonna be Sam lifts his head slightly and lets out an exasperating sigh that makes me flinch. Most stories focus heavily on hurt/upset/sick/sad Sam, and awesome/protective big brother Dean. He flew out the car and fell to his knees retching. Dean was walking on eggshells around Sam. I LOVE the show so don't get me wrong. "I called Bobby. "Ok now that was gross and annoying. So, happy super-late birthday – hope you had an amazing day! *hugs* Strips of flesh swung before his eyes. At Dean's raised brow, Sam had shook the water out of his hair, snorting. "It's really "De," Sam moans, reaching back to clutch Dean's shirt with one hand, and the other hand holds his stomach. Word Count: 100 words exactly :) Enjoy! ***** Dean glanced down at the hot, naked girl lying asleep at his side as he groggily answered his phone. 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