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Title: Fever Fears
Rating: PG-13
Chapter: 2 of 2
Prompt: #156 - Sorrow for
tamingthemuse
Spoilers: Post 4x04
Disclaimer: I own nothing: Kripke's only letting me play.
Summary: A fever leaves Sam caught in the fears after the events with the rugaru. And the fever leaves Dean frantic about his brother's health.
Part One here
Part One:
He grabbed the forehead cloth as Sam continued to tremble and shake, then frowned at how warm it was already. He dropped the cloth in the coffee pot beside him, their makeshift bowl for cold water, and reached for the thermometer again. A few moments later the number came back, leaving Dean staring in growing alarm. It hadn't come down: it had gone up. Probably taken longer to do so, with all the cold cloths.
The thermometer was dropped and Dean was shooting out of the chair, grabbing the ice bucket as he ran out the door for the ice machine.
The light posts along the highway were melting, twisting, changing colors, and the road was warped. Dangerous road, brother.
~Nebula
Title: Fever Fears
Rating: PG-13
Chapter: 2 of 2
Prompt: #156 - Sorrow for
Spoilers: Post 4x04
Disclaimer: I own nothing: Kripke's only letting me play.
Summary: A fever leaves Sam caught in the fears after the events with the rugaru. And the fever leaves Dean frantic about his brother's health.
Part One here
Part One:
He grabbed the forehead cloth as Sam continued to tremble and shake, then frowned at how warm it was already. He dropped the cloth in the coffee pot beside him, their makeshift bowl for cold water, and reached for the thermometer again. A few moments later the number came back, leaving Dean staring in growing alarm. It hadn't come down: it had gone up. Probably taken longer to do so, with all the cold cloths.
The thermometer was dropped and Dean was shooting out of the chair, grabbing the ice bucket as he ran out the door for the ice machine.
The light posts along the highway were melting, twisting, changing colors, and the road was warped. Dangerous road, brother.
~Nebula