The First Time [3/?]
Alone [chapter 1]
Walking [chapter 2]
Title: The First Time
Chapter Title: Sickness
Show: Supernatural
Rating: G
Characters: John, Dean [age 6], Sammy [age 2]
Genre: Angst/Hurt/Comfort
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Supernatural
Summary: A look into some of the first experiences John, Dean and Sam share as a young family.
John lowered himself down on the edge of Dean’s bed with a sigh. His son shifted restlessly under his covers, pushing them down his chest. Dean’s face was flushed with fever, he’d come home from school with the bug that was going around, and had been absolutely miserable since. Reaching out his right hand John rested it on his son’s forehead, his fever was slowly going down, but a cough was settling into Dean’s chest.
“Mom…” Dean muttered, rolling onto his side before he started coughing.
It wasn’t the first time Dean had called for Mary. After the fire it had been nightmares just about every night, sending him crying out for her. John had been at a loss for how to comfort his son; the wounds were still too fresh and deep in himself.
“Daddy?” a little voice asked, and John looked down to see his youngest standing next to him hands on his thigh.
“What is it Sammy?” he asked ruffling his son’s wavy mess of hair. So far Sammy wasn’t showing any signs of catching whatever Dean had.
Sam looked worriedly at his older brother before he turned imploringly to his dad, “Dean needs mummy?” he asked as Dean mumbled for Mary again.
“He’ll be okay Sammy,” John assured.
“Where is she?” his son asked innocently.
Thanks for reading I hope you enjoyed.
Nightmare [chapter 4]
Walking [chapter 2]
Title: The First Time
Chapter Title: Sickness
Show: Supernatural
Rating: G
Characters: John, Dean [age 6], Sammy [age 2]
Genre: Angst/Hurt/Comfort
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Supernatural
Summary: A look into some of the first experiences John, Dean and Sam share as a young family.
John lowered himself down on the edge of Dean’s bed with a sigh. His son shifted restlessly under his covers, pushing them down his chest. Dean’s face was flushed with fever, he’d come home from school with the bug that was going around, and had been absolutely miserable since. Reaching out his right hand John rested it on his son’s forehead, his fever was slowly going down, but a cough was settling into Dean’s chest.
“Mom…” Dean muttered, rolling onto his side before he started coughing.
It wasn’t the first time Dean had called for Mary. After the fire it had been nightmares just about every night, sending him crying out for her. John had been at a loss for how to comfort his son; the wounds were still too fresh and deep in himself.
“Daddy?” a little voice asked, and John looked down to see his youngest standing next to him hands on his thigh.
“What is it Sammy?” he asked ruffling his son’s wavy mess of hair. So far Sammy wasn’t showing any signs of catching whatever Dean had.
Sam looked worriedly at his older brother before he turned imploringly to his dad, “Dean needs mummy?” he asked as Dean mumbled for Mary again.
“He’ll be okay Sammy,” John assured.
“Where is she?” his son asked innocently.
Thanks for reading I hope you enjoyed.
Nightmare [chapter 4]