Raising Sammy

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Sam let out a huge burp, and spit up, sighing softly, as his mouth formed a big, goofy smile.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Shaking his head fondly at Sam's goofy smile, Dean couldn't help but laugh. It just brought it out of him.


"You're never gonna fail to make me laugh, Sammy." the older murmured.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Sam giggled at that statement and smacked his lips, letting out a huge yawn, and whining. He was starting to get cranky, and was ready for a nap.

 

[AStarorTwo]

"Somebody's getting tired," Gabriel commented, watching as Dean brought Sam to his nursery.


Laying the taller down in his crib, giving him a pacifer and a stuffed animal to hold. Kissing Sam's nose, Dean smiled softly before partially shutting the door quietly behind him.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Sam rolled over and curled up, gently sucking his pacifier and hugging the stuffed animal close to his chest.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Meeting with the angels in the living room, Dean rubbed the back of his neck, "Uh...I guess I never thanked you guys...for you know, helping me. I really appreciate it."


Gabriel gave an impish grin, "Knew you'd come around to my charms, Dean-o." The hunter rolled his eyes, even though he actually was starting to warm up the archangel. Not that he'd ever know that.


"You're welcome, Dean. We are more than happy to help," Castiel replied, smiling softly at Dean.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Sam slept a bit longer than usual, and woke up sweaty, and hot, his throat hurting and face red. He let out a congested cry, and started fussing, snot dripping out of his nose. Unfortunately, the guys were going to have a sick, cranky baby on their hands this week.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Hearing a strangled, congested cry, the three immediately hurried to Sam's nursery, before frowning in earnest. It seemed like Sam was coming down with something.


Scooping up his brother, and removing his clothes, keeping the taller in just a diaper, Dean shushed him softly, "S'okay, Sammy. We're gonna get you better, I promise." Wiping away the snot dripping from Sam's nose, the older brought Sam into the kitchen to find any medicine he could get.


Finding some liquid cough medicine and some vapor rub to help clear their charge's chest, Dean hoped Sam would take it. Pouring some of the cough medicine on a spoon, Dean prayed the younger would take it.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Sam gagged on the medicine, but had no choice but to swallow it, because Dean kept his hand over Sam's mouth. Shuddering at the awful taste, the younger sneezed and hiccupped, as tears formed in his eyes, he hated this.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Cringing at Sam's gag, Dean felt horrible for making his brother take that crap. But it was the only thing he could do to get Sam to feel better. 'Course, the younger was gonna have to take it every once in a while, if his chest didn't heal up.


Gently shushing Sam, Dean applied the vapor rub to the chestnut-haired one's chest.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Sam wailed and squirmed, not liking the feeling of that stuff at all. It was so greasy and icky. He hated stuff like that, even before the accident happened.

 

[AStarorTwo]

"I know you hate this stuff, Sam. But I gotta use it," Dean sighed. The older hated that stuff too, it felt disgusting, but there weren't many other treatments to use. Or at least none that weren't possibly dangerous to a weakened person.


Finishing applying the vapor rub, Dean scooped up his brother and rocked him gently, hoping to calm him down a fraction.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Sam whimpered softly, and looked up at Dean with big, sad eyes that filled with tears, and a runny nose. This was going to be a long week, for all four of them.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Using a soft tissue to wipe at Sam's runny nose, Dean sighed. This was going to be a long, long week. Only thing worse that could happen would be if Sam started teething.


The two angels watched from afar, not really knowing what to do when a human is sick, let alone one that is mentally an infant. So they both decided to observe and help in things they know they could do.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Sam fussed and started crying again, his gums were red, and he kept trying to chew on his fingers, Dean's shirt, his pacifier, anything he could get a hold of. Unfortunately, Sam was showing the early signs of teething.

 

[AStarorTwo]

And the worse thing that could possibly happen: happened.


Grabbing a teething ring from nearby, Dean handed it to Sam quickly, hoping this wasn't going to last too long. Then again, it did explain the younger's fever and other symptoms.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Sam tried soothing himself with the teething ring, but it didn't provide any releif for his sore gums, and as a result, Sam screamed and wailed, squirming around on the floor, as pain ravaged the roof of his mouth and gums.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Looking frantically to Gabriel, Dean said, "Get me that soothing gel or whatever it is, would ya?"


"Aye aye, captain!" the archangel replied, oddly cheery amiss the screaming and wailing coming from Sam. Coming back a short time later, with the needed item, Gabriel quickly passed it onto Dean, who nodded his thanks.


Taking a bit of the soothing gel, Dean quickly rubbed it against Sam's gums, hoping this would relieve the soreness.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Sam slowly calmed down, rubbing at his eyes as the gel started to work, and Sam went back to chewing on the teething ring, again, enjoying the squishy feeling against his gums.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Rubbing Sam's tummy gently, Dean smiled softly, "There you go. Hopefully you'll feel better soon, Sam." At least the teething started now, and that meant the taller didn't have to drink that disgusting formula and would be able to talk once his teeth fully came in.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Sam yawned, and rubbed his eyes, the cough medicine making him sleepy. He was slowly fell asleep again, rolling over on his side, still chewing on the teething ring.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Rubbing the nape of his neck, Dean sighed in relief as he watched his little brother fall asleep. It was going to be a rough week, the older could feel it.


"At least he's teething now, Dean-o. Could be worse," Gabriel commented, arms folded across his chest.


Castiel nodded, blue eyes bright, "Sam is recovering well."


"Yeah, he is. I jus' wished he didn't have to get sick during it," Dean replied, before kneeling down and fixing a few stray strands of limp, chestnut hair.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Sam rolled over in his sleep, curling up and whimpering softly. He wanted to be held, so he made grabby hands for Dean, unknowingly.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Silently hoping he wouldn't catch Sam's fever, Dean laid down next to his brother and held the younger close, feeling the heat radiate from Sam. Kid was pretty sick, and it showed.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Sam smiled and nuzzled Dean, breathing funny, because of the congestion in his chest, and his stuffy nose.