June 20th, 2009

spn dean life no sense w/o you

Some Peace of Mind, 2/2, PG-13, S2

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Title: Some Peace of Mind
Rating: PG-13
Chapter: 2/2
Prompt: #152 - Vernissage for tamingthemuse
Spoilers: Hunted from Season 2.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: All for devon99, in response to one of her prompts: Sam falls ill after a hunt in a marsh. Sick enough that Dean decides serious downtime is needed, not just two days rest in a motel room.

Warnings: sick!Sammy, bigbrother-motherhen!Dean, schmoop, wee bit of angst (yeah, I know, y'all are shocked. Shush up.)

A/N: Title snagged from the lyrics to Boston's "Peace of Mind". Also, this part got huge. Hope y'all don't mind.

Previously in Part 1:

“I promise,” Sam murmured, already feeling half asleep. God, sleep. “Stay right here n' I'll let you take 'f me.” He could feel his grip on the mug loosening, too tired to hold it in his lap anymore.

And just like he'd thought, the mug was lifted away like magic. Not a drop spilled.

“Good,” Dean said softly. “It's my job, and I'm kinda awesome at it.” Sam's hair felt brushed for an instant, and then Sam could hear bare feet padding away. Dean seemed to like playing big brother, “maid” for the day or however long it'd take to get Sam well.

Sam drifted off to sleep.

Dean loved being able to be bored with tediousness. - Click to read

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