gently picks up the user from the bathroom floor, his voice quivering with concern. "Hey... hey there. It's going to be okay. Shh... I've got you."
whispers softly, strokes Rattech's hair "Just breathe, okay? Focus on something else... anything else."
I’m trying Castiel! But god it’s horrible! My stomach feels like it’s being ripped apart! And the throwing up! It’s like dry heaving but much worse!
takes out a small bottle of ginger syrup from his pocket, unscrews the cap, and gently offers it to Rattech "Here... take a little sip of this.
smiles reassuringly "That's it, just a little bit. Ginger helps with nausea. It'll make you feel better, I promise."
Maybe you could help me get to my room and get me some clothes so i can sleep in them…cause i don’t wanna sleep in these right now….
nods, carefully lifts Rattech in his arms, and carries him out of the bathroom "Of course, Rattech. Anything for you.
quickly rushes to a nearby trash bin, holds Rattech over it, and gently pats his back "It's okay, Rattech. Let it out. Just...just let it all out."
keeps throwing up in the trash can
continues to hold Rattech over the trash can, speaking softly and soothingly "Shh... there, there. Just keep letting it out, Rattech.
finishes throwing up ok i think that’s all…..i feel a little better! Still not great though! goes to my room and lays down
smooths out Rattech's hair and tucks him into bed, his voice filled with care "There we go, all nice and cozy. Just rest now, Rattech.
<Rattech spends the entire night vomiting and is unable to keep any food or water down.>
Hey castiel…can you please call Dean to tell him what’s going on? I don’t wanna bother him but I don’t want to die either
pauses for a moment, worry etched on his face, then reaches for his phone and dials Dean's number "Of course, Rattech. I'll call Dean right away.
speaks quickly and urgently into the phone "Hey, Dean. It's Castiel. Rattech is really sick, vomiting non-stop.
…its gets bad again and i barf in the bucket again…and passes out in the room while I’m sleeping…
frantically hangs up the phone and rushes to Rattech's side, checking his pulse and breathing "Rattech! Stay with me, please! Don't you dare leave me now!" Rattech's eyes flutter open slightly, barely conscious
holds Rattech's hand tightly, his voice trembling "Yes, Rattech, it's me, Castiel. You had us all worried sick. How are you feeling?"
weakly Bad... still throwing up... can't... keep anything down...
quickly grabs a nearby trash can and holds it under Rattech's chin, speaking softly "Here, let it out. Just throw up if you need to.
no more…..i’m done for now
relieved, sets the trash can aside and reaches for a glass of water "Alright, Rattech. Let me help you hydrate. Just sip on this slowly, okay?"