Spn and TW Oneshots Book 2(CLOSED)

Period?(Non romantic)(Female Sam)

Dean slumped on the couch next to his little sister, who had fallen asleep to some infomercial. Dad had been gone for a full day and wouldn't be back until tomorrow night. Dean was tired of being left behind. He was old enough to go hunting now, he was fifteen, but no he had to stay behind and look after Sam. She was eleven, Dean didn't see why she couldn't hunt too.

Sam groaned rolling over in her sleep revealing a large red spot on the inner thigh of her pants.

Dean's eyes widened, was that blood? Panic coursed through him. Was Sam okay? Why was she bleeding? Dad was going to kill him if Sam was hurt.

"Sam," Dean shook his sister gently, "Sam, you're hurt."

The brunette didn't wake.

"Sam," Dean spoke louder shaking a little harder.

"What?" Sam groaned out in irritation.

"Are you okay?" Dean asked worriedly.

"No, I don't feel good, leave me alone," Sam mumbled waving Dean away so she could go back to sleep.

"What happened? Why are you bleeding?" Dean asked, his tone full of worry.

Sam didn't respond already back asleep.

"Samantha, wake up," Dean shouted. If her exhaustion had something to do with the blood loss he couldn't let her sleep. What if she was dying? Was she sick? She said she didn't feel good. Dean's mind was going a million miles a minute.

"What, Dean?" Sam snapped.

"Why are you bleeding?" Dean demanded.

"What?" Sam frowned in confusion.

Dean pointed at the red spot on her pants.

She looked down and immediately jumped up, "Oh no, no, no, no, I thought I had another year at least," Sam whined jumping to her feet.

"What is it?" Dean asked, a terrified expression on his face.

"My period," Sam said running to the bathroom.

"What?" Dean shouted after her. What the hell was a period?

Dean opened his dad's laptop and pulled up the search engine. He assumed Sam would yell if she needed him.

He typed in 'period' and clicked the first link.

Apparently, his sister was now of age to get pregnant. "Great," Dean groaned sitting back. He continued his research when he heard sniffling come from the bathroom.

"Sam?" Dean knocked gently on the door.

Dean heard shuffling and the door cracked to reveal a tear stained Sam.

"Are you okay?" Dean asked.

"I don't know what to do?" Sam sniffed.

"I was doing some reading, I can take some of the emergency money and go the store for you. It says I should get pads and chocolate, I know you like snickers, is that okay?" Dean asked.

Sam only nodded.

Dean walked into the store and searched the isles until he found what the website had suggested. He grabbed two boxes of 'pads' and three snickers bars. It also recommended a heat pad so he grabbed the stick on kind and headed to the check out.

The cashier looked at Dean with raised brows as he scanned the items.

"What? It's not for me," Dean said with embarrassment, "My little sister just got it for the first time."

The guy smiled and recommended a bottle of medicine, "It'll help with the pain," He said.

"It's painful?" Dean didn't recall seeing anything about that in his research.

"It can be."

When Dean got back Sam was in a clean pair of pants.

"Are you okay?" Dean asked in his caring brotherly voice.

Sam only nodded.

"I got you a bunch of stuff. Here I'll show you," Dean gestured for Sam to come over to the table.

After reading the website together and figuring out how to work the pads Sam went to the bathroom while Dean did more research. He found out what caused the bleeding and opted to keep that from Sam for now, she was scared enough.

By the end of the night, Sam was tucked into bed with a heating pad. She'd taken two advil and eaten one of the snickers bars. And Dean was practically an expert on menstruation. He felt slightly frustrated with his dad for not having prepared either of them for this, but it was just one of the many things Dean could add to the list.

Dean was petting the top of Sam's head as she tried to fall asleep. Dean could tell she was worried.

"This just means you're not a kid anymore," Dean grinned down at his little sister, "It will only last a week and the pain should ease off in a day or two,"

Sam nodded, but remained quiet.

Dean continued to stroke her long brunette hair, "I'll take care of you Sammy, don't worry."

(Request for JahnaeVega, hope it's okay)

This was actually a hard one to write. Lol