Sam and Dean had just gotten home from a hunt. A witch had tried to kill them and Sam almost got his arse cooked. "Sam, are you alright?"Dean asked.
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"Sam responded. Dean just went on to his room in the bunker. So did Sam. They both fell asleep, Sam sooner than Dean. Sam typically got up earlier but this time he didn't. He woke hours after Dean.
"Morning ya bum," Dean said joking. Sam grumbled and got coffee.
"I'm not feeling good,"was the only thing Dean understood Sam was saying. Sam seemed rather irritable, almost everything Dean said ticked him off in some way.
"Sammy, are you ok?"Dean questioned. Sam nodded yes and the morning went on.
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Hex
FanfictionAfter a hunt involving a witch, Sam begins to experience some odd symptoms. __________________________________________________ NOTE: I do NOT ship Wincest. I'm a hardcore Destiel and Sabriel fan. This is for my best friend @vivblack
