Depressed Dean

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Dean wakes up. It's 2 am. He runs into the bathroom and throws up. He shivers but is sweating. His throat is burning and his head aching. He wakes up next to the toilet the next morning. Sam is next to him. " Hey buddy. You okay? Come lets get you in your bed." Sam is helping Dean up and brings him into his bed. "Wait a second I get you some water and painkillers okay?" Dean nods. It feels like hours until Sam comes back. "Here take this." "I don't fe-feel well sammy." "I know here take this and you will be better. And here we have to measure your temperature. If you are over 103 you have to get rid of your clothing." "Sammy are you flirting with me?" They laugh. It's been a long time since they laughed. "Your temperature is 104. We have to get it down. Take of your shirt." "No." "Come on Dean. Or I will take you to the hospital." "Sam, I..." "I don't want to discuss this. Take of your shirt." Sam doesn't know about the self harming. He can't know. Dean is supposed to protect sammy. Sam will think he is crazy. "Dean!" "Okay, okay." Dean takes of his shirt. "What's that?" Sam says pointing at the bandages.