You are 17 and a senior in high school. You are living in the bunker and your dad is stressed with recent hunts and you don't wanna bug him when you wake up feeling sick.
"You are 100% sure you're feeling alright?" Your Dad asked dropping you off at school. "Promise. For the last time, I am fine. I love you bye." I say kissing my Dads cheek and hurrying into school. God I am such a lier. I sit in my desk and put my head down. God my head was killing me.
45 minutes later
Deans POV
I am sitting in the library with Sam and Mom trying to figure out a way to get Dad back. My phone rings and I pick it up confused on who was calling. Sam looks up at me and tosses me my phone. "Caller ID says it is YN's school." I roll my eyes wondering what fight she got in now.
-school- Hi is this Mr.Winchester, YN Winchesters father?
-Dean- That is me.
-school- I am the school Nurse her at her high-school. Her friends came and got me when they found her passed out in the bathroom. She has a pretty high fever. She is ok. She just needs to be picked up. She is a little dehydrated and has a headache but she is alright.
-Dean- I am on my way now
I say and hang up. "Everything alright?" Mom asked. "Yeah. YN passed out. I am going to pick her up now." I say and leave before anyone can get another word out. I speed down the road and enter the building. I immediately spot my daughter with her head in her knees with a trash bin next to her. I sigh heavily and sign her out. I kneel down so I am face level with her. "Hey sweetie. Can you walk for me?" I ask gently shaking her. She was a very light sleeper. Her head snapped up. "It's just me." I say gently. "Hi Dad." She said in a cracked voice. "Hi baby. Come on stand for me." I help her walk to the car as the office lady hands me a bag and tells her to feel better. "Thank you." I say as we leave. I help her get in the passenger seat and sit in the drivers seat. "Do you need the bag?" I ask praying she doesn't puke in the car. "No. I am just a little nauseous. I won't puke." She says hoarsely. I nod and kiss her forehead. "So you are 100% fine. You promise." I say kinda hurt she didn't tell me she wasn't feeling well. "Your just busy. I just need to sleep it off." She says leaning her fevered sweaty forehead against the window. "You know I will drop everything if you ever need anything right?" She doesn't answer me cause she is fake sleeping. It is so obvious. I sigh and drive to the house overthinking why she would hide it from me. She was obviously super sick. She is walking in side sleepily while I chase after her lost in thought. She is hugging Sam when I catch up with her. He gives me a confused look and she lets go and hurries off to her room. "What happened?" I ask. "She just came in and hugged me." He said confused. "She didn't tell me she was sick. All morning she lied over and over." I say sitting down. "She is probably embarrassed." Mom says sitting down. "Why? I am her Dad." She raises her eyebrows. "Sam when you where sick around YN's age would you go to Dean or your father first?" Sam chuckled. "Dean always." She nodded. "Why?" Sam shrugged. "Dad always taught me to be tough. Suck it up. It's not his fault or anything but as my Dad he always made me feel like I had to be tough." I groaned. "Ugh I am going to go talk to her."
YNs POV
I sit up hearing my Dads footsteps. "Hey can I come in?" I nod. He sits next to me in my bed and sighs. "Why didn't you tell me?" I lean my head back against my headboard. "You just are busy. And I wanted to try and tough it out." I mumble. "Well one, no matter how busy I am I always have time for you. No matter what. And second, you passed out today. You had a fever of 104.3 you die. I need to know these things. I am sorry I made you feel like you couldn't tell me. That is on me. I will work on it." I realize she fell asleep on my shoulder and chuckle. I gently lay her down and cover her up. I head into the kitchen to make her some tomato and rice soup.
