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Dean Winchester (doubleup) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-04-06 14:17:00

Entry tags:

dean winchester, lisa cuddy, sam winchester

Who: Dean, Sam, and Cuddy.
What: Fixing Sam.
When: Today.
Where: The Winchester Mansion.
Warnings: Maybe swearing, but other than that, none.

Dean didn't get scared, hardly ever, but he felt scared as he paced around outside his house, waiting for the doctor to arrive. Sam kept falling in and out of consciousness, and he couldn't keep him awake. For that matter, Sam's hallucinations were starting to rattle him. He fidgeted with his collar as he paced, trying to stay calm.

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	eyesuphere 2008-04-06 07:25 pm UTC (link)
	Luckily Kent Memorial had a portkey in it's premises for such emergencies like this. And as soon as Cuddy had all of the things she thought she'd need, she headed over to London and the address that Dean had given her. She knew that Mia and Sam were friends, and that's probably more of the reason why then any she wanted to help. She knocked on the door and waited. (Reply to this) (Thread)

wnchestrgeekboy
2008-04-06 07:29 pm UTC (link)

Sam knew the tile felt good, because it was cold.

He knew Daddy was going to be mad, because they were supposed to moving today to Minnesota to hunt down a Spring-heeled Jack, and now he was so sick it hurt to think.

He thought Jess would find it funny, that his Mom was making pie for them.

But he didn't know why.

"Mmmn...Daddy? M'hot." He moaned, feeling sweat pour off him everwhere.

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	doubleup 2008-04-06 07:32 pm UTC (link)
	Dean opened the door to find Cuddy, giving her a quick and impulsive hug. He didn't know why; maybe it was because she was a woman who was helping them, and that was as close to a mother as he'd had in years. "He's upstairs in the bathroom. Keeps throwing up, fever's 102, he's delirious and hallucinating." He bit his lip and stared up the stairs. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eyesuphere 2008-04-06 07:35 pm UTC (link)
	Cuddy blinked a little at the spontaneous hug, trying not to seem too off centered. She hugged him back quickly and then let him go so they could go attend to Sam. "Have you given him any kind of medicine? Even if he hasn't been able to keep it down.." she asked, following him up the stairs. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

wnchestrgeekboy
2008-04-06 07:40 pm UTC (link)

He knew the floor wasn't where he was supposed to be. Sam planted his hands on the tiles and tried to push himself up. He whined when he couldn't, so he simply stayed like that, face down hands up near his face.

"Dee..." he tried, but his throat felt like it was torn to shreds.

Jess smiled at him, from across the room. He reached his hand out to her.

"S'okay Jess..." he mumbled. "M'comin."

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	doubleup 2008-04-06 07:42 pm UTC (link)
	Dean opened the door to the bathroom with Cuddy behind him and bit his lip. Sam was still hallucinating, and it broke his heart. He'd seen dead people coming through the vortex before, so why not Jess? It would make everything right for Sam again, and that was all Dean had ever really wanted. "Should I move him?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eyesuphere 2008-04-06 07:45 pm UTC (link)
	"Hm.. well.. eventually.. first thing is first and that is getting his temperature down.." she looked back up at Dean. "Have you given him asprin or anything like that?" she put down her bag and then went over to the tub and turned it on, filling it with cold water. "Do you have blankets? We're going to need lots of them.. and towels.." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wnchestrgeekboy 2008-04-06 07:51 pm UTC (link)
	There was a rushing noise now, so loud in his ears. The voices talking were like Charlie Brown's teacher. "Mom...Dee's makin' pie?" If the world would just sit still, for a minute now, he could figure out where the noise was coming from. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	doubleup 2008-04-06 07:53 pm UTC (link)
	Dean brushed sweaty hair out of Sam's face. "I'm sorry, 'Ammy, but this is for your own good, 'kay?" He went to go get some towels while Cuddy ran the cold bath, and then reentered with them. "Should I get some ice? Or do you want to? I'm sure I can pick him up easier than you. And I couldn't get him to take anything, he was throwing up too much." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eyesuphere 2008-04-06 07:56 pm UTC (link)
	As the bath filled up, she turned back to Dean and nodded, "Yeah I'll go get it.. can you put him in there? If he struggles.. you might have to hold him down but it's.. for his own good.. I'll get anything else I need.." She got up to her feet and left the two of them so that she could get a washcloth and ice and anything else she thought she'd need. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wnchestrgeekboy 2008-04-06 08:01 pm UTC (link)
	"Dee? Wh're we goin'? I feel hot." Sam felt himself being tugged upright, and his stomach revolted. He puked up nothing but bile, tears stinging his eyes. "I wanna go home..." Sam whined, head lolling back onto his brother's shoulder. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

doubleup
2008-04-06 08:03 pm UTC (link)

Dean was crying, but he didn't notice. He hefted Sam up, not bothering to take off his clothes, and managed to get him into the cold bath.

"I know you wanna go home, 'Ammy. Just a few more minutes. Dad's goin' to get you a Lion-O, remember how much you loved that thing? You used to play Thundercats with me all the time, and I made you be Panthro, yeah?"

Dean prayed that Sam wouldn't struggle, and he bit his lip.

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eyesuphere
2008-04-06 08:07 pm UTC (link)

A couple of minutes later, Cuddy came back into the bathroom with the towels, putting them next to the blankets and the wet compress for his head. "Can you put that on his head or is he wiggling around too much.." because if he was, then Dean would have to hold him and Cuddy would do it.

"I know it's cold Sam.. but you've got to sit still okay? Just try and relax.. we'll take good care of you.."