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"Sammy! Are you ready to go!" Dean yelled from downstairs.
"Yeah!" Sam mumbled weakly, hidding about his weakness from his brother, knowing he would become protective.
Dragging himself up from the bed, he changed his clothes making himself presentable, "Hope Dean won't find about my sickness!"
Dean was tapping his foot, waiting for his brother saw him coming down, "about time brother!"
Sam mumbled something incoherently, while Dean narrowed his eyes noticing his pale face and dark circles, "Sammy! Are you allright?" He crossed the distance trying to check his forehead.
Sam swatting his hand away, "Common man! I am fine! No need to be a mother hen!" rolling his eyes.
Dean sighed as brother came back with a retort, which he wouldn't when sick, nodded, "Come it's getting late! We need to rescue those people and grab the demon!"
Both sat inside the Impala, they quickly reached the location and started fighting of the spirit which was creating ruckus. But in process sam felt sick making him dizzy.
Dean who was on other side didnot notice, for which sam thanked, Quickly composing himself he joined his brother and both grabbed the spirit sending it back to hell.
It was almost night when they reached home, Sam without hearing his brother moved up to their room and fell on the bed, his head pounding as if a hammer was beating his head harshly.
Dean shaking his head at the moody brother, dumped all the weapons marched to the room, to see what's wrong with his baby brother.
"Sammy? Are you allright?" He gently sat beside him, caressing his back.
Sam whined, "I'm 'ine, Dean!" Pushing his head into pillow.
"Okay! I am counting on you sammy! If there is any thing which I should know you better come to me, otherwise you won't like the consequences!" Dean warned adopting a stern steel at the end, though his hand was gently caressing his brother back.
Sam nodded praying for almighty that his sickness should go before his brother finds and drags him to hospital all the way tanning his behind.
"Just tired Dean!" He mumbled hoping his brother would not suspect again.
"Allright, I am going to prepare dinner, just wash yourself change in pyjamas and come down to eat!" Dean ruffled his hairs gently moving out.
Coming out he sighed, " Poor kid! Dad I am blaming you for Sam's state! I have no idea why he is being targeted by the demons, you dragged us into this mess, which I never wanted for him!"
From childhood Dean being the elder always protected his baby brother. He was not only a brother but also a father as it was him who took care of his little brother from the starting as his father was busy hunting. Though Dean followed his dad's words he would stand up if it involves sam..... Remebering their childhood he prepare the food yelled for sam to come down.
Sam clutched his abdomen whimpering pitifully, leaning on to the toilet seat as he threw up everything. Controlling the pain he cleaned himself, and came down giving a small dimple smile to his brother and took seat opposite to him. His mouth watered seeing the delicious food but his stomach made a painful grumble.
"Eat up sammy! Then you can rest!" Dean smiled pouring juice in his glass and handed to him.
Not to upset and give away, Sam swallowed the food, but slowyl which was hard. Dean who had an eye on him understood something was definitely wrong as his brother won't sit quiet, still completing his food, "Okay bud! I am going to watch a movie! Finish up yours and head to bed!" Trusting his brother to come to him.
After his exit, Sam looked at half eaten plate, closed his mouth, pushing it aside. He quickly moved to bathroom and emptied what ever he ate. Washing himself he came back, shivering though it was not cold outside, laid on bed covering fully with blanket.
Dean who finished watching movie, came back and noticing the half eaten plate, shook his head, "This boy is going to be death of me!"
Cleaning the used dishes, he moved to their bedroom, frowned as his brother covered fully with the blanket, understood something is definately wrong which he ignored from morning, as he thought his brother would come to him if it is serious.
Coming up to him, he sat near his head, pulling down the blanket, "Sammy?" in a gentle voice, which earned a painful wince.
Dean noticed his puffy eyes, flushed cheeks, "What is it kiddo?" Keeping hand on his forehead removed it feeling heat emitting out.
Sam knew he cannot hide now, "Hurts!" He whimpered going into his brother arms who grabbed him.
Wrapping his arms, Dean caressed his back, "It's alright kiddo! I am right here!" Pressing gentle kisses on his head.
Dean looking at his brother shivering frame, knew he should take him to doctor, "Kiddo, come on were are going to hospital!"
Hearing it, Sam shook his head, "No Doctor! Dean!" With a whine and fear in his eyes.
"PLZZ! Bro!" Sam pleaded tears falling from his eyes.
Dean wiping them, "ok! No doctors!" He assured, as he is getting hyped.
"First let me take your temperature!" Dean whispered pressing a kiss on his head, laid him properly on the bed and left to bathroom to bring the thermometer.
Coming back, he sat beside him, "Roll on buddy!" he whispered caressing his face.
Hearing it, Sam widened his eyes, shook his head, "No!" Yelling out, "Dean! I don't want that there!"
"Samuel!" Dean's voice was stern which held no negotiation.
Hearing it, Tears fell from his eyes, as he never like that, watching his brother's eyes welled, Dean sighed keeping the thermometer aside, "Kiddo! It's only me right! I won't hurt you! Dont you trust me!" coaxing him gently.
"It's hurts!" Sam whined giving kicked puppy look. "It's doesn't! It will be uncomfortable yes! But it's the accurate way to get temperature! Now roll on, I will be gentle!" Dean caressed his hand in comforting way.
But being stubborn Winchester, Sam didnot consent, making a resolve, "Sam! Either you turn or its going to be the hard way! You don't want that right!" Dean warned narrowing his eyes.
A cry escaped his mouth, but nonetheless rolled on to his stomach pushing his head into pillow, felt his brother removing the blanket shivered slightly.
"Okay bud! Relax!" Said Dean caressing his back, pulled his pyjamas down along with his underwear. Sam clenched his cheeks feeling a cool air pass through his naked bottom.
He closed his eyes listening to the snapping of latex gloves, whined a little as he felt his cheeks spread apart slightly, "Dean!"
Caressing his back, "Relax! I am going to lubricate the area!" he told what's going on, applied vaseline on the rim of his entrace slowly moving inside to lubricate the inside walls.
Sam felt his brother finger withdrawing followed by a long stick muffled a scream, "Ahh!" Wriggled his hips.
Dean kept a firm hand, rubbing circles on his back, "it's okay Kiddo! Hold it for four minutes!"
Dean checked the time still running his hand over his back in reassuring way, Sam buried his face into pillow, feeling his brothers hand. He never liked taking his temperature, but his brother would make sure he would have it taken! Either he consent or with a sore bum but that would definately go inside.
As the thermometer beeped, Dean removed it gently making Sam hiss, who immediately pulled his clothes up, "Phew! Jerk!"
"Oww!" He immediately cried out as his brother gave a hard smack, "Watch the mouth kiddo!" Dean stern voice came. Sam turning gave a heated glare but deflated it immediately as his brother's stern eyes bore in to him, caressed his bottom.
Shaking his head, Dean turned to read the temperature had a horrified look, "Sammy it's 104.2!" he exclaimed.
Sam felt his face pale, nausea coming up, Dean observing immediately ran to bring a bucket and held for him as soon as Sam started puking.
Helping him to wash his mouth, Dean discarded the mess, washing himself, came back and saw his brother clutching his abdomen with painful whimpers.
Going through the medical kit, "Here! Take this!" and gave him tynelol to reduce the fever.
Caressing his face, "Kiddo! We are going to check youself with a doctor!" Dean mumbled, getting ready for the protest, which came right after he said.
Immediately Sam started his protest in weak voice, "Dean! Please I don't want to go!" coughing up in between, his throat hurting.
knowing his brother disdain and fear of doctors or their procedures, "Shh...calm down! You are going to wear out yourself! you are having high fever Sammy and I can't ignore it, we are going to see doctor! End of discussion!" Giving a look which meant business.
Sam turned his face angrily, but Dean was adamant pulled out his phone and called a nearby clinic booking for a appointment.
Sam who was listening to his brother silently cried as he don't want to go, felt himself being pulled in to embrace tried to resist but vain as his brother was stronger than him, stopped his attempts.
Dean pulling him, "Hey junior! Dont cry! I know you don't like doctors, but it's only for your benefit! I can't have my baby brother suffering! It's hurts to see you like this sammy!" He whispered caressing his curls. Usually Dean would avoid any chick flick moments, but when his brother need him whom he raised as his own, Dean let his guard down, being same when he used to look after his brother. He never wanted his brother scratch it, his Son to involve in hunting. It's the reason he supported his brother going to college, have normal life but now no thanks to his dad, his brother became part of this, which he never wanted. Looking at him, he knew their bond grew stronger with time, it's the reason his brother even being 22 trust his big brother, to keep him in line and safe.
Sam turning around snuggled into his brother chest, felt calming strokes on his back closed his eyes slowly, as Dean continued to look after him.
By the next morning his health deteriorated more as he was coughing very badly, and it hurt to talk. Dean waking him changed into clothes, and helped his brother to get ready, made him eat little even he resisted.
Sam resisted to visit the hospital but Dean having none of it, grabbed him holding by his waist, "No Sammy! You are getting yourself checked! Stop resisting and behave! I don't want to spank when you are sick!" He warned glaring at him.
Sam grumbled shivering with cold, "Dean! I am good! Really!" coughing slightly, But closed his mouth Immediately when Dean gave a glare, starting his Impala.
Within few minutes they reached the clinic. Dean once again has to drag his brother out of the car, he didnot understood for how long he is going to hold his ground and not turn his disobedient brother over his knee!
Making him sit, he went to receptionist, "Hello! I got an appointment in the name of Sam Winchester! Could you please confirm it!"
The nurse looking through the appointments, "Here! Mr Winchester! Please wait for few minutes, The nurse will show you the way, once the doctor finishes with current patient.
Thanking her, Dean went to his brother helping him to place head on his shoulders, "It's going to be okay bud!" rubbing his shoulders as he was shivering with cold
Sam knew it's a fake promise, His eyes welled up, "Please! Dean! Let's go from here!" he pleaded coughing in middle.
Caressing his back, "Sammy! I will be with you! See you are burning! I can't let your fears come in middle of your health!" Dean tried to soothe him.
"Samuel Winchester!" A voice called him.
Sam stiffened as his name was called, Dean standing pulled him to his feet, who glanced aside and watched a man coming out of door, limping caressing his back with one hand and other hand wiping his tears, tried to get away, "Dean no!" He whined.
Fed-up, Dean glanced around, seeing it empty turned his brother, giving two hard smacks on his jeanclad bottom, gritted "Stop it Sam!" . He is already worried by his fever and his stubborn brother was not making anything easy for him.
Sam looked down, and allowed his brother to drag him inside.... The nurse who showed them inside, "The doctor will be arriving shortly! Make yourself comfortable sir!"
Thanking him Dean pulled his brother to sit on the examination table noticed how he is shaking with fear, which was worsening his state. Cupping his face with his both hands, "Kiddo! Look at me!"
Sam lifted his eyes, meeting his brother's, "I know you want to be anywhere rather than here! Same here Junior! But, Sammy look at youself, if you won't get treated it would lead to something serious!"
"You spanked me!" Sam accused throwing glares, with a pout looking adorable.
"Yes! Because someone is being stubborn! It's only a lovely tap, don't make me give full spanking! I want you to behave for the doctor!" Dean warned him.
Sam nodded though knowing it's highly impossible. While they are talking the doctor entered inside and cleared his throat indicating his presence with a smile.
Sam looked down embarassed, clearly understanding he listened to their talks, blushed vigorously a red hue spreading on his cheeks. Dean for time ignored the doctor making his brother comfortable, "it's going to be okay!" Felt his brother relaxing against his chest.
Catching his hand, Dean turned around staring at the doctor analysing him up and down, who is smiling at them....forwarded his hand, "Hello Doctor! Dean Winchester and this is my brother Samuel Winchester!"
"Hello! I am Doctor William!" He introduced giving a small smile, shaking his hand.
"Hello there Samuel!" He greeted but Sam huffed pulling his brother, who gave a awkward smile, "Sorry about that! He is not fond of doctors from childhood!"
"I understand Mr Winchester!" Dr offered a gentle smile.
"Dean is fine Doc!" He replied not forgetting to squeeze his brothers hand gently.
Nodding, Dr took out his stethoscope, "So, what's the problem?"
Sam kept quiet, Dean replied, "He is burning from fever! Nausea, throath ache, cough and also have pain in his abdomen!"
Nodding, "Did you take his temperature!" The doctor questioned to which Dean nodded, "It was 104.2 when I last checked!"
"It's very high! How did you take his temp?" The doctor questioned as it would be different with different devices.
Sam blushed playing with his fingers, as Dean replied, "Rectal!"
The doctor nodded, keeping the pad aside, moved towards Sam who was leaning on his brother, with weakness.
"Relax! I am not going to hurt you!" The doctor offered in gentle smile. Let me check your eyes, and threw a flash light which brought a whine from him, "It hurts!" closing his eyes immediately
Closing the light, He checked his ears, then asked him to open the mouth, looked inside saw his troath was swollen and red.
"I am going to take swab for test!" Taking a cotton he took his sample, Sam gagged with the probe making a face, but felt safe as Dean held his hand.
The doctor sent the sample for test calling a nurse "Now, I am going to check your lungs and heart! Remove your shirt Sam!"
Sam looked at brother who nodded at him, and helped him to come out of it. The doctor controlled himself watching his well toned abs, which made him blush.
Dean who was observing it cleared his throat protectively, getting a grip, Dr cursed himself for loosing control, kept the bell on his chest, "take a deep breath!" But Sam doubled coughing as Dean came forward caressing his back, "Shh..Sam! It's okay! Deep breaths!"
Leaning on to his brother, "Dean! It hurts!" He whispered in whine.
"Relax bubby! The doctor is going to make you feel good!" Dean whispered gently caressing his back.
Nodding he moved again giving space to the doctor! Who checked his lungs and heart.
Writing the details, "Your blood pressure is low!"
"Now, please step up on the weigh scale!" He said. Dean helped his brother on to feet, then made him stand steadily. Noting the weight he frowned, "Does he not eat?"
Dean who was glaring at his brother, turned to him, "I don't know how he lost his weight in three days!"
Sam looked down, but Dean remembered, coming to think of it that how his brother was usually quite from two days, which he thought because of Jess, but he had been sick glared at him "You and I are going to have a very long discussion about this Samuel!" Making the boy cringe with the sternness.
Dean helped him to the examination table again, "Okay Lie down, I am going to check your stomach!" The doctor said. Sam held his brother's hand as the doctor pressed on his stomach at various places, "There is no bloating or bumps!"
"He was in pain!" Dean replied glaring at the doctor who raised his eyebrow, "I agree Dean! The nausea and vomiting does that.!"
Noting everything, "Okay last thing! I am going to take your temperature!" He said going towards cabinet and opening it.
Sam widened his eyes, shaking violently watching the Dr come back with the device, "Dean! No! I am not going to allow him to stick that!"
Dean sitting beside started caressing his back, "Kiddo! Relax! Deep breaths!"
Following his brother Sam relaxed, "I don't want that inside me Dean! It's fucking ridiculous and embarassing!" He whined into his brother shoulder.
Dean looking up at the doctor, "Is it necessary? I already checked his temperature!"
Keeping the things aside, "yes! Dean! I need to get his temperature before I proceed for the treatment!"
"And Sam! It's the most accurate way to get ones temperature! Not ridiculous! Every sick person goes through it, no need to be embarassed esp. In front of a doctor!" Dr offered slightly., But Sam stubbornly shook his head
"I can call a nurse to help" Dr offered, Listening to which Sam shook violently, Dean consoled him, caressing his shoulders "No Sammy! No one is going to come inside! Relax kiddo!" He whispered sweet nothing's in his ear making him calm.
"It's not necessary Dr! I am capable of handling my brother. No one is going to hold him!" Dean looked up, his voice held the protectiveness and firmness.
"Okay if you could turn him on to stomach!" The Dr relented
Dean caressing his back, "Okay buddy! Time to take temperature!" He joked trying to make him smile and lowered him on to examination table, rolling on to his stomach.
unfastening his jeans with one hand, Dean pulled them down his knees followed by his underwear, Sam hissed feeling a cool air passing through his bottom.
Dean made sure that the door and curtain are closed properly, placed his hand on his brother lower back caressing it, "You will be fine kiddo!" Said Dean as Doctor grabbed the latex gloves and wore them.
Sam cringed hearing the sound of snapped gloves clenched his butt cheeks tightly.
"Please relax youself sam! It's not going to hurt!" The doctor said placing a hand on his bare bottom, making Sam jump slightly but he was pressed down by Dean, "Sam! Stop clenching your bum!"
Sam shook his head, "No! Dean!" not to let other person to touch his private parts, though he had been patient with him from start.
Dean tried once again but his stubborn brother didnot listened, having no option, "Sam! I warned you to behave!" He gritted delivery two hard swats on his bare bottom taking the doctor by suprise.
Sam jumped with the sting spreading on his bottom, felt his brother hand once again contacting his skin, "Oww! Stop Dean!" He cried out, coughing lightly.
Dean caressing his back, "Sorry buddy! But you brought it on yourself! No more stubborness, or I am going to take you over my lap for a good spanking in front of the doctor itself, after that you will have your temperature taken! Do you want it?" He asked firmly, though it was unlikely threat.
Sam shook his head, "I'm sorry!" Mumuring slowly. Dean caressing his back, "Shh..Stop crying kiddo! It's going to be allright! Now please relax so doctor can take your temperature!"
Sniffing slightly, he nodded his head, relaxing slowly Dr grabbed the thermometer dipping into lubricant and then on to his finger.
"Dean could you help parting his cheeks so he won't clench in the middle with panic as it may lead to breaking!" The doctor advised.
Nodding, Dean rubbing soothing circles on his bare bottom, "deep breaths kiddo!" and parted his ass cheeks slowly.
Sam whimpered shaking his hips as he felt a cool air passed through, whined, "Ahh!" Feeling a long finger inside. The doctor lubricating well took out his finger and inserted the thermometer until it reached half of the length and left! Sam squirmed feeling uncomfortable sensation, his eyes pricked a muffled sob escaping his lips.
Dean observing it, caressed his bottom, "Shh..! It's allright!"
"Hold it for four minutes Dean!" The doctor said patting Sam's thighs "You did good sam!" Making him whimper.
At the same time the nurse came back with the results! Sam felt exposed made a crying voice, but he didn't know that Dean was covering him fully with his body, "kiddo relax you are covered properly!" Trusting his brother he nodded relaxing.
Doctor entering inside, removed the thermometer! Sam didn't waste time to pull his clothes up with flushed and embrassed face. Dean noticed tear stains on his face wiped them gently, "You okay?"
"Yeah!" Sam nodded.
The doctor reading it, "It's 104.6! A very high fever! And he also has strep throat!"
Sam widened his eyes but next question caught him off guard, as doctor asked, "Sam! Be honest, from when you were feeling sick as one night won't make the strep this serious and and top of it, high fever.
Sam looked down avoiding his brother eyes mumbled, "From four days!" Cringed immediately when Dean yelled, "Four days! Sam! You hid your sickness from four days outright lying to me!"
Looking up at him, "I am sorry! Dean!" he made himself small as his brother wouldn't tolerate any mishaps concerned with his health and safety.
"Dean! It's allright! He is going to be good with medicines and proper rest! Wait here! I will be back!" And stepped out of the curtain.
Sam glanced at his brother from corner of his eyes, cried silently, "I am sorry Dean!"
Dean closed his eyes hearing his sniffing, moved towards him, "Kiddo! Stop crying! It would worsen your health!"
"Dont be mad!" He mumbled against his brother chest felt a hand caressing his back, "I am not mad! We will talk about this later!" Dean mumbled brushing the fringe aside, Sam nodded accepting it.
The doctor entered inside with a tray! Looking at the items Dean widened his eyes, glanced down at his baby brother knowing he isn't going to like it a bit! Pressed his head into his chest, caressing his back, "It's going to be okay baby! You will be allright!"
The doctor placing the tray, "Sam! As you are infected with serious strep, I am going to give pencillin shot, B12, and one Iron shot! To reduce your fever and nausea I am going to administer two suppositories as your stomach can't hold the pills, currently!"
"Lower your clothes completely and lay on stomach, as they go into your butt!" He said preparing the injections.
Sam gripped his brother tightly hiding into shirt, "Dean! No needles, please!" He started crying.
Dean watching him, Swiftly pulled him onto his lap, ignoring his brother was taller than, chuckled how easily he fitted in his embrace despite being tall, caressing his back gently, "Sam...it's going to be allright kiddo! I will hold you but you do need them!" Sam whimpered shaking his head looking at the needles in fear, "Please! Dean!"
Dean felt his gut wrenched as the sight of his baby brother shaking in fear, rubbed his back, cupping his face with one hand, "Sammy! Do you trust your brother!" Sam nodded looking at him, "Then trust me it's going to be allright! I know they are going to hurt, but you will have me beside throughout!" He assured softly pressing kisses on his face wiping the leaked tears.
Sam held his brother's shirt tightly nodding at him, The doctor turning around, "Are you ready?" Wearing his gloves.
Dean nodded looking at his brother, "Do you want me to hold you in my lap?" He asked gently.
Sam nodded slightly, his face flushing. "It's allright kiddo! You are my baby, no one is going to think different! Right doctor?" Dean gave a glare at the person who nodded, "Sam! I won't think any less of you! They are going to hurt and if you find comfort in your brother it's nothing to be embarassed!" The doctor offered kindly.
"Comeon kiddo! Let's get the hard thing away! So we could get back home and you could cuddle all you want!" Dean teased poking his sides earing a giggle. The doctor smiled as it's the first time Sam laughed in the entire time, who had a beautiful voice.
Dean lowering his hand, gently unfastened Sam's jeans turning him over his lap, rubbing circles on his back. Sam pressed his face into the pillow felt his jeans and underwear yanked upto his knees whimpered, as his ass was bared for the second time.
He realxed feeling his brother hand, rubbing his bottom gently, who is whispering comforting words, "Shh it's going to be allright! You are my brave kid, right! Here hold my hand!" and gave his hand to his little brother which he held as his life depended on it.
"Okay sam! I am going to give Pencillin and B12 on one cheek and Iron shot on other side!" Informing him, he took alochol pad cleaned his left cheek fully. Sam clenched his muscles due to cold sensation. Watching it, "Relax sammy!" Dean whispered caressing his other side.
The Dr removed the Needle cap, slightly tapping it to remove the air bubbles, pushed the plunger that the liquid came out slightly, placed his free hand on Sam's hip, informed "Here it goes, Sam!" and inserted the needle in the middle of his butt.
Sam yelled out loudly as the needle pierced his skin, the Dr held it to give time for him to settle, and started pushing the thick white liquid into the muscle. Sam felt sharp sting, as the medicine burned into his butt, shouted, "Oww! Please! Remove it! It's hurting a lot!Oww! Dean please!" trying to move but Dean held him in place as still half medicine is to be injected, "Shh.... One minute kiddo!" Dean coaxed gently rubbing his hand.
The doctor removed the Needle, making him cry out in pain "Ahhhhhhh!"
"One down, two to go sam!" He replied taking the second one.
Sam clenched his muscles but knowing he is not going to relax, the Dr darted the needle into his sore side slightly lower than the previous site, getting a yell, "Owwe!" From Sam.
Sam kicked his legs, crying his eyes out, as this burned lot than before one, "Fuck! Please doctor, please remove it! It's burning ! Oww!" He yelled coughing up in the middle.
The doctor pushed the medicine into him slowly ignoring his pain, Sam tried to reach his back but Dean caught his hand holding it at back of his small waist, "Please Sammy!" He pleaded with soft voice not forgetting to rub his back all the while.
Sam felt the wetness in his brothers voice turned his face titling behind noticed tears in his eyes, felt miserable for putting him in this situation.
Turning he pressed his face into the pillow crying loudly with pain and also for hurting his brother.
Dean noticed his shaking, stopped the doctor asking for few minutes, caressed his back, "Kiddo! Relax baby!"
Sam hiccuped, "I am sorry Dean!"
"Shh...it's not your fault you are sick! Everyone get sick buddy! Last one then we will be on our way okay!" Dean consoled him caressing his sore side, as Sam felt relaxed slightly.
"Now Dean! It's best if you hold him in place! The Iron shot is going to hurt a lot!" Doctor advised.
Sam even in pain didnot left the sass, muttered, "As if the other two were a little pricks! They fucking hurt me doctor!" He cried out shooting glares which was kinda cute as tears were flowing down.
Dean shaking his head, "Sammy! Behave!" he said but Sam glared, "Bro you don't get to say behave when I was the one who is getting jabbed with huge needles in my ass! I am allowed to say anything!" He pouted noticing the stern glare, as he felt stinging across his left cheek.
The doctor raised his eyebrow as where did the meak boy went. Dean keeping a firm hand, "Enough Sammy!" in stern voice.
Sam's anger deflated immediately, "Sorry Dean!"
"It's okay kiddo! Just remember something nice!" Dean answered asking the doctor to go ahead
Cleaning the lowest middle of his right cheek, Dr inserted the needle, due to which Sam jerked yelling out in pain, "Oww!"
As the medicine was plunged inside slowly, Sam tired to kick his legs realized his movement was restricted by Dean who held him, cried out, "Oww! Fucking hurts!! Ow ! Ow! shitt!! It's hurts! Stop! Remove it! Dean! Please! Oww! Fuck!" Sam was cursing and crying simultaneously as the medicine burned through his butt muscle. Dean held him tightly not to make him move.
Half through he went limp in his brothers lap, crying out as his bottom was sore and on fire. He didn't realise when the needle was removed. Dean who was crying himself noticed his brother stance, rubbed soothing circles, "Shh...! They are over kiddo!"
Sam curled up himself crying in his brothers lap. "Only the last thing! Then You are free to go!" Saying the doctor wore new gloves, taking the two huge bullet shaped suppositories.
Sam didnot protest, as his brother spread his sore cheeks, silently cried as the doctor lubricated his hole again inserting one finger followed by other, cried out, "Ahhh!"
"Shh...it's alright, he is just making sure kiddo!" Dean whispered slowly. Sam sobbed as he felt fingers replaced by the medicine which was pushed inside followed by other! He felt uncomfortable tried to outcast them but felt the doctor finger inside holding them in place, as they melted, which brought his cries back as they stung.
Doctor removing his finger nodded at Dean who rubbed soothing circles on his bum. Discarding the gloves, "You did great sam!" Patting gently on his butt curve.
"If you get dressed and come, I will have your prescription ready!" The doctor left the brothers for privacy.
Dean looked down at this brother who is crying pulled him up wrapping his arms around him, "It's over kiddo! We are fine! I am proud of you junior!"
"My ass hurts!" Sam whined wiggling on his brothers lap. "I know! Come lets get out of here, squastach!" Dean kissed his forehead and cheeks wiping his tears and snot. "I love you kiddo!"
Making him stand Sam winced,"Oww!" caressing his bottom gently, Dean pulled his clothes on to place who hissed slightly. Holding by his waist he helped him to come otherside of curtain, where doctor was waiting for them.
The doctor indicated to take seat but Sam shook his head as he cannot sit with his sore butt, Dean looking up, "It's that all Dr!"
"Here! I have written prescription for him. As he cannot hold medicines in his stomach, He need to take one suppository for fever every four hours and one for nausea every two hours." The doctor handed him the slip which Dean took while Sam had horrified look, which paled with his next words.
" Take his temperature every two hours and note it down! He also need to take few more shots! As the Pencillin is a three day course! So he need to take them for next three days twice daily though the B12 and Iron shots are not required for now! We can check his blood when you bring him for check up after three days, if required we will administer them!" As he was saying Sam paled more and more that he became white, colour draining off his face.
Dean who held him by waist caressed his sides, nodding at Doc! Who asked him to ring when ever necessary.
"Do we need to come daily?" Dean frowned.
"Do you know how to administer injections!" The Dr asked, Dean nodded.
"Then you can give them, I will write up the instructions, as travelling would not be appropriate for him!" The doctor replied, "Thank you Doctor! See you later!" He thanked him.
"Sam!" He called his brother who nodded, "Thanks Doc! " With a blushed and embarassed face which made the doctor smile.
Dean helped his brother outside, glaring at every one who looked at them. They came to Impala, Dean made him to sit, winced back as he made a painful noise, caressed his head, "Shh!! It's going to be allright!"
Dean stopped on the way to take the medicines, as Sam slept through the drive. Reaching back he helped his brother inside, placing the medicines on the table took Sam to the bedroom..
Bringing out the fresh pyjamas and inners he looked at his brother who his looking very weak and small sat beside him, caresseing his head, "I know you are going to throw me out after knowing this but I can't let you sleep in this uncomfortable clothes!"
Kissing his forehead he removed his shirt and wore the fresh one. Unfastening his jeans he pulled them followed by his underwear, threw them aside, noticed patch forming on his butt, where injections were given winced, " Poor kiddo! The doc! Sure did a number on you!"
He slid new underwear and pyjamas caressing his sore bum for few minutes. Covering him properly he came down, arranging the medicines in the cabinet and slumped on the couch feeling tired, having watched his brother going through the whole ordeal!
Later, Sam stirred his his sleep, turned on his back winced immediately rolling on to his stomach, "Oww!" rubbing his bottom gently, tears threatening to spill due to pain, remebering as he need to take them again.
Dean who came inside, observed his actions and a whimper, laid hand on his bottom, "What is it sammy?"
Looking up with teary eyes, "Dean! Please I don't want more shots! My bottom is sore, I can't handle more!"
Caressing his back, "Sammy, you are going to take them! Even if you don't like it! And no hunting unless your are healthy!"
"Dean, no! We can't Stop!" Sam tried to get up, but Dean stopped his moments, "Relax buddy, once your fever' s down! We hit the road!"
Sam groaned as there is no way his brother is going to let him to hunt!
"Okay, it's already two hours we are back, sammy! Stay put!" Going inside he brought thermometer along with other packet which he brought.
Sam whimpered as he felt his clothes yanked down, and his brother inserting the thermometer! Taking the reading, "It's slightly lowered!" Before sam could sigh with relief he felt something pushed inside him, whined, "Dean!"
"Hold on bro!" Caresseing his sore ass, he pulled the clothes on to place, swatted his butt.
"Owww!!!" Sam yelled as the sting spread across, on his sore ass, lit up as a fire, "What's that for!" glaring at Dean.
"That for lying to me!" Dean replied sternly, Slapping his ass again, "what the heck were you thinking sam?'
"If you wouldn't have to take those shots, believe me I would have pulled you over lap for a nice ass whipping, to the stunt you pulled!" His voice strong and thick.
"Sorry Dean! I didn't want to worry you!" He spluttered, He never like that tone of his brother.
"Sammy! I am your older brother! I am responsible of taking care of you not the other way around! Okay bud!" Dean voice was gentle and loving, as he talked, Sam nodded, "Yes! Dean! I am sorry again!"
"You bet sam! Once you are healthy, we are going to have a very long discussion about this!"
"Dean! Please no!" Sam whined as how it would end for him.
"SAM! Am I clear!" Dean called him sternly.
"Yes, Sir!" Sam nodded resigned to fate, his back stinging.
Dean took care of him, and noted down his temperature as Dr asked. He felt relief as his fever got down considerably and nausea almost settling, slight decrease in cough.
In the night, after dinner, the brothers settled on the couch to watch a movie.
Sam laid on his stomach placing head on Dean's lap, who started running fingers through his hairs.
Dean glanced how his brother caressing his back, sighed as how would he react for the other shots which are due. For time being, he was glad that he was fine, and back to his smart self bitching with him.
"Dean! Any news from dad?" Sam looked up, the eyes which held trust for his brother.
"No, Sammy!" Noticing the disappointed face, "Hey, it's alright buddy! Dad gonna be allright!"
After the movie is completed, Dean helped him to the bed, "Do you want to use bathroom?"
Sam shook his head, pushing his face into pillow. Leaving him Dean came out to take his medicines and moved in.
Watching his brother bringing the syringe, Sam eyes welled up, "Dean! Please brother, I don't want it!"
Dean was immediately beside him, caressing his shoulders, "Sammy!"
Shaking his head, "Dean, No! I can't!" Sam whimpered.
"Sammy, You need to take complete course, even if you don't like it!" Saying Dean turned him around and pulled down his clothes, baring his bottom. Preparing the medicine which he required, "On which side you want it?"
Sam shook his head, trying for one last time, "Dean! Please!"
"No Sam!" His brother voice was serious, which made sam to hung his head. Dean remebering he got iron shot on right side, cleaned his left butt cheek.
Feeling cold, Sam clenched his muscles tightly, "kiddo! Relax! Otherwise its gonna hurt!" Dean rubbed circles on his back.
"Here, give him your hand!" Dean asked and took in his gentle grip when sam gave his hand.
"Here it comes kiddo!" Dean said and inserted the needle slowly. Sam whimpered as needle pierced his skin.
"Owww! Fuckkkk! Dean please Take it out!" Sam howled as thick medicine was pushed inside.
"Relax sammy! Stop moving!" Dean kept firm hand on his hips restricting his movement pushed the plunger emptying the medicine.
Sam howled rather loudly, "Ahhhhh!" and gone limp sobbing into pillow. Caressing his back, Dean removed the Needle saw a blood drop coming out, took the cotton and pressed on the place to stop blood, rubbed vigorously, noticed him hissing in pain, tears falling freely, sniffling softly..
Sam sobbing softly, felt his cheeks parted, before he could react, felt something shoved inside, whined, "Dean!" In crying voice, as another suppository was inserted. He resigned to his fate as nothing would stop his brother if this is the way to make him better.
Dean removing his finger, kept on his bottom, "There Sam! It's done!"
Sam with tears, embarassed, "Fuck off!" gritted his teeth in pain and anger.
Dean eyes became hard, "yeah Fuck me!" he gritted his teeth angrily.
Sam realised he crossed his line when he felt his brother hand coming in contact with his sit spots, yelled "Oww!"
Dean carefull of his sore bottom, brought his hand on the youngster sit spots where his butt meets thigh.
"Ow! Dean! Ow! I am sorry!" Sam wailed as his brother brought his hand again on to his sensitive area.
Dean stopped after delivering five spanks, caressed the assaulted area, "Sammy! I understand you are sick and in pain! But that doesn't give you the right to mouth off! This wouldn't happen if you had come clear when you felt sick! Even I am not enjoying watching my brother getting stuck with needles and shove medicines inside! It's painful for me same as you sammy! I don't like it, when you are in pain, kiddo!" Dean voice was thick and wet.
Sam slumped his shoulders as he crossed the line, he knew if his brother could take away his pain, he would take it happily, ignoring the pain he went into his brother embrace hugging, "I am sorry!"
Smiling at him, "it's allright sammy! you are forgiven!" Dean assured caressing his back, once sam was once calmed down, he pulled his boxers up chuckled when Sam kicked of the pyjamas.
Adjusting him on the bed, pressed a kiss on his temple, "I will change and come!"
Going into bathroom, he showered and changed into fresh pyjamas, laid beside his brother who turned his face snuggling into him, ran fingers through his hairs, humming a tune. Sam felt his eyes heavy closed them drifting into deep sleep, watching it a smile spread on Dean's face. Caressing his face, "you don't have any idea how much I love you kiddo! Watching you in pain hurts me more than you can imagine!" A tear escaped his eye remembering what he went through. Sam, is the only thing for whom he is living.
The next few days he was completely cured with his brother constant care and love! and man he was more happy to be off from those injections, medicines, jumped down from stairs in joyous mood.
"Ha! Someone is all excited and bouncy today!" Dean smirked asking him to come and eat.
"Well... For one, I don't have to take those needles, and two, I want to get hell Outta here! Bored to death inside these walls! No sore ass, No Doctors! Yay!" He exclaimed shoving the food excitedly.
Dean looked up at him, glad he is okay, though he had one worry. They loaded the car, before starting Dean pinned his brother on to carside, boring his eyes into him, "Next time, If you are hurt, sick, anything inform me immediately!" Turning him around he swatted his butt five times, who yelped, "Oww! Oww! Stop it Dean!" as sting spread across his bottom, blushed looking down as few people who were taking early walk noticed him getting spanked, though they paid no attention.
"Get in the car!" Dean barked taking the steering. Slowly climbing he hissed as even five swats made his brother point drive home, wiped corner of his eyes, "Sorry Dean! I won't repeat it!"
Ruffling his hair, "Sorry there kiddo! But we do have a discussion coming up tonight!"
"Dean!" He whined looking at his brother with puppy eyes which Dean can't resist.
"Dont sammy!"
Pouting he caressed his bottom which tingled with light ache, squirmed anticipating about the coming discussion. He only hope his brother would go easy. Dean who had an eye on him, watched his actions silently. He didn't want to bring it up but knew he must follow what he promised started the engine.
They hit the road going towards the next destination continuing the quest.
"See, there has been mysterious murder in the Texas, a man dead blood sucked! Neighbours say they didn't hear anything unusual!" Sam reported to Dean.
"Did you check dad's journal!"
"Yeah! Nothing relates to this!" Sam shook his head.
"Alright then! We look around, if it's unnatural we deal it okay!" Dean replied speeding up the car.
They reached Texas, involving in the case, questioning the victim's family and friends.