Dean woke up with a terrible bug. You could hear his coughing from the library. It was only 3 in the morning. Usually you are in bed with him at this but you just couldn't sleep. You hear him cough some more and put your book down. You pad off towards the bedroom and push the door open. Dean is groaning and trying to get comfortable again. You frown, poor baby. You crawl onto the bed softly and Dean opens his eyes.
"Baby why aren't you in bed?" His voice thick with being sick.
"I was up reading, couldn't sleep." You sigh. Dean frowns and grabs your hand. You smile a little and put your other hand on his forehead. "Baby you're burning up."
"I'm fine." He responds and then starts coughing again. You frown and are up off the bed. You go to find a thermometer and are back by his side.
"Open your mouth babe." You say soft. Dean grumbles a little but does so. Before long it beeps and you see he has a fever of 100.1. "Okay baby, you're stuck. You aren't going on this hunt."
"I'm fine! I can go." Dean objects sitting up and sets off another coughing attack. It sounds sickly and you are pushing him back to the bed softly.
"No Dean. You aren't, you have a fever and you're sicker than shit." You frown. Dean sighs and you smile when you see you've won. You kiss his forehead and get up again.
"No stay." Dean mumbles grabbing your hand.
"I'll be right back Baby." You say softly. You walk out of the bedroom again and find Sam packing up his bag. "Sammy, Dean is sicker than shit. Um.. Can you handle this?"
"Yeah, I've got Charlie." Sam smirks.
"Yeah we've got it covered." Charlie gushes walking over. "Goddamn." She says wide eyed when she sees you in just dean's plaid over shirt.
"Charlie!" You exclaim getting red.
"Sorry." Charlie giggles. Sam laughs and you punch him in the arm.
"Take care of Dean. We will call if we need anything." Sam says. You hug them both and go to take care of your sick boyfriend. Dean is sleeping when you reach the room again. You smile a little and crawl into bed. His arms are around you holding you close. You chuckle and close your eyes.
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Not even a few hours later Dean is up and in the bathroom. You sigh crawling out of bed. You help him up and get him back into bed. You know what he has it's just a combination of a little flu and a nasty cold. Dean grumbles some things and you chuckle.
"Babe, I'm going to run to the store and get some stuff." You say soft.
"No." He mumbles.
"Yes, I'll be back." You chuckle and pull on a pair of pants. You grab keys to your car and head to get some medicine and soups. It doesn't take you long to get all the things you need and then pay for them. Dean calls you wanting to know why it's taking so long. You roll your eyes and tell him you are on your way back. Sometimes your boyfriend could be a stubborn pain in the ass, but you loved him dearly. Pulling back into the garage you park your car and head for him. Dean isn't in bed however. Sighing you walk through the bunker and hear the tv going in the library. Smiling a little you walk in with the bags and find dean sitting in a sweater and sweatpants on the couch. You bite your lip a little and put the bags down. You pull out the medicine and start opening it. Dean turns to see you and smiles a little, he gets up gently and makes his way to you. His arms wrap around your waist and you smile.
"Took you long enough." Dean mumbles pulling you back against him.
