Protective Love

Ch. 14 - Big Mistake

Brand new chapter Updated. 

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 I woke up coughing, my chest burning and my eyes tearing up as I struggled to take in a breath. I turn my body so that I'm laying on my right side and look at the clock, 12:56 AM. I rip off the tub in my nose and slowly get up from the bed, not wanting to wake up Dean. I slip on my slippers and turn off the machine, then slowly walk out of the bedroom. I enter the kitchen and flip on the dim lights overhead. I fill up the boiler with water and turn it on to make some hot tea. All the while I am in deep thought, rewinding the day in my mind. I feel a gentle touch on my shoulder, I turn around to see Sam standing behind me with a worried look on his face.

"Hey there. What are you doing up so late?" He whispers

I look up at him, it's almost like it still has not registered in my mind that he is standing right in front of me. The water starts to whistle at that moment and Sam grabs two cups and some chamomile tea from the cupboard and pours the hot water in each cup.

"I..." My mind feels groggy, like a thick fog has settled in and it is difficult to form straight sentences. "Can I ask you something Sam?"

*Cough cough*

Sam grabs the two cups of tea and walks over to the dining table. I follow behind him and sit down in the chair next to him as he hands me my steaming cup of tea.

"What's on your mind?" His eyes linger on mine, I can see him studying my every move, my actions and deeply thinking about something.

"Is Dean still bothering you with whatever you have?" I pick up the cup and close my eyes for a brief moment, enjoying the warmth setting into my hands, crawling up my arms from the hot mug.

He nods his head, a confused look etched on his face as he studies me.

"Can you..." I take a deep breath, "I don't know... maybe tell me what's going on?" My voice shakes at the end, nervous that he will shut me down.

Sam takes a deep breath, sips his tea and watches me for a minute. The awkwardness of it makes me fidget, so I take a sip of my tea. The hot liquid pours into my mouth and down my throat, burning all the way down. I quickly set the cup down and grab my throat, yelping and coughing as I attempt to cool down my burnt insides.

"Be careful would you?" Sam exclaims while laughing at me.

"It's not funny!" I try to say with my tongue sticking out of my mouth.

Sam stands up and walks over to the kitchen, a minute later he returns and sets a cup of cold water in front of me. I drink the cool liquid and almost moan with relief as my throat instantly feels better.

Sam chuckles and shakes his head, "Okay, well let's see. I started to get this bad rash on my chest a couple months ago, I started putting on prescribed cream the doctor gave me for a MINOR infection." He raises his left eyebrow and gives me a little wink. "That's it sweetie, I got it when I was with Dean in Europe on a mission, just got pushed into a poisonous bush. Dean has been looking at my rash every now and then. When he saw that it was good, he brushed it off." Sam finished his statement with a shrug of his shoulders.

"What about today? When William and Dean were talking with you?" I did happen to see that part.

"Oh sweetie, William and Dean only wanted to see if I was fine now. 98% gone, my infection is, yup! BUT it was mainly about you." His face turns serious as he watches my reaction.

I did not expect that though, so in shock I responded, "Me?" in a small, squeaky-like voice.

"Yeah, you. How we're going to deal with your attitude and passion for 'adventure'." Sam shoots me a stern look.