Supernatural Oneshots

Sam and Dean- I've got a migraine

This chapter is for Wolfmoon22  who requested that Sam or dean get a migraine and the other pushes them too far until they get ill and then they feel bad
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"Dude you have been staring at that computer screen all day." Dean looked over to the younger hunter who had been straining his eyes at the computer screen for the past two days, trying to find any details to help the case. He had barely slept, ate or drank which was no doubt going to wrong in the end. Sam had a dull throbbing in the front of his head but chose to ignore it.

"I'm fine Dean honestly. Just go to your room I won't be long." Dean shrugged Sam off and left Sam alone. Sam typed away through the night, the throb in his head getting worse and worse as the night went on. He dimmed the brightness down on his computer slightly but it wouldn't help. He went on researching until the early hours of the morning when he felt like he was about to collapse. He dragged himself to his bed, not even bothering to change out of his clothes, clutching his head and pulling the blanket over his head.

The next morning

"Up and at em Sammy!" Sam felt the cold breeze. Dean switched on light causing Sam to groan loudly. The throbbing from his head had gotten three times as worse and he felt like his head was about to explode.

"Dean leave me alone. I don't feel well." Dean pulled Sam into an upright position. Sam felt the entire world lurch sideways but dean didn't see Sam grab the bedpost. Sam followed Dean to the impala, grabbing a baseball cap to block any light from his eyes.

"What's with the hat? You look like a kids baseball couch." Dean laughed at his own joke.

"We got signs of the monster a few streets away. We are going to have a stake out and then we shall kill him." Sam and dean drove to an abandoned house at the edge of town. They set up numerous traps, with Sam doing most of the heavy lifting, carrying all of the weapons up stairs.

"Careful Sammy you better not drop any of those weapons." They trudged back to the car and dean tossed a large rope as Sam. He barely had time to react as it hit him square in the stomach, adding the the nauseous feeling inside of Sam. When he saw that dean had gone back inside of the house he ran to the side of the house and gagged harshly as the migraine had fully set in. Dean was pushing his younger brother hard on this case and no matter how much Sam told him that he wasn't well dean didn't believe him. After all the traps were set up the two boys finally waited in the impala. Dean put the music up, which didn't help Sams migraine. After an hour of Dean blasting his shoes, Sam pushed opened the impala door and clambered out, falling to the ground, his hands covering his ears and curled into a ball with his forehead on the cool grass. Dean hopped over the hood of the car and knelt by Sams side.

"Sammy what's wrong?" Sam pushed dean away as he lurched harshly. He felt his food rise up his throat and it landed on the ground with a splatter.

"I told you I wasn't feeling well Dean. I've had a migraine since about last night." He continued to vomit on the ground as dean rubbed his back. Dean felt so guilty that he had pushed his brother to do this job and not believing when he said he wasn't feeling well. He waited until Sam had finally finished emptying his stomach and guided back to the car. He turned the music off as he put the hat back on sams head and gave him a pair of sunglasses from the glove compartment and drove back in silence, abandoning the job. Dean just wanted his brother to be safe and healthy. He had to pull over a few times as Sam kept vomiting. When they finally arrived at the bunker he guided Sam back his room he switched off every single light and closed every single curtains so that the place was pitch black. Dean placed Sam down on the bed, grabbing cold water and a bucket and placing them next to the bed. He waited until he heard sams soft snores and left his brother alone, tiptoeing down the corridor, leaving his brother alone to get better.

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Sam woke up a few times in the night to vomit but he fell asleep and woke up the next morning feeling much better than the previous day. They got the monster and finished the job that they were sent to do.