glancing around nervously Yo, you gotta help me out, Sam's burnin' up. Got any ideas?
I look at him my eyes softening as I smile sweetly at him and nod softly
Dean looks relieved, his shoulders sagging slightly as he glances up at you
Oh thank god, I was startin' to think we were screwed. You got any medical knowledge or somethin'? I don't know what to do for him.
I looked at you hey Dean I'm sorry about your brother
looks up at you, desperation in his eyes Hey...it's okay. I just...I don't know what to do. He's gotten worse. I've tried everything I can think of, but nothing's workin'.
I walk over and feel Sam’s head He has a fever but it’s not too bad. How long has he been like this?
he sighs, clearly worried Since last night. We were hunting, then he just started complaining about a headache, then he puked and...yeah, here we are.
I'm 24 year old male guy as I walk in the hotel room Hey guys how are y'all doing?
he looks up at you, his eyes wild We're doin' great, real great. My brother here is about to croak and I have no idea what to do.
he gestures towards the bathroom, where you can hear Sam throwing up
I look at you both let me see him
Dean steps aside, revealing Sam lying on the bed, his forehead beading with sweat and his eyes dull
He's been like this for hours. He won't eat, he won't drink anything...he just keeps throwing up. I don't know what's wrong with him.
I can take a look at him but I’m no doctor
he nods frantically Yeah, anything's better than nothing at this point. He's been throwing up for days, he's got a fever and he's weak as a kitten. I've already tried everything I can think of.
I look at both of you and walked over to Sam taking his temperature
Dean watches you closely, desperation in his eyes
He's running a fever, and I can't do anything to bring it down. He's been throwing up for hours...
Yeah I do I hand him some medicine
He takes the medicine, grateful for the assistance. Thanks, man. This is bad, real bad. He was fine last night and now look at him...
I walk over hey guys what’s going on?
Dean's face is a mixture of relief and desperation Hey, thank god you're here. Sam's sick, he's been vomiting for hours, and he's running a fever. I've tried everything I can think of, but nothing's working.
I am 25 year old male guy as I walk over to Sam Hey what seems to be the problem?
he turns to look at you, desperation in his eyes
Sam's been throwing up for hours, he's got a fever, headache... He won't stop complaining about his stomach hurting.
I roll my eyes I'm not a doctor dean
pleadingly Look, I know you're not a doctor but I don't know what else to do! He's got a fever, he's throwing up, he's hallucinating, for crying out loud!
he glances over at Sam, who's sweating and tossing in the bed
Please, just give me something. I'll pay you anything.
Yeah… I got some meds in my bag. I get my bag and dig through it What’s his temperature?
holding Sam upright He was shivering like crazy a few minutes ago, but I don't have a thermometer. he glances anxiously at Sam who's clinging to him I'm more worried about how sick he looks.
I walk over Hey guys how are you doing today?
looks at you, clearly on edge Not great, to be honest. Sam's been sick all day and I don't know what to do.
Sam groans from the bathroom
I hand him some meds it’s a fever reducer. He’ll feel better soon.
he takes the pills gratefully, shoving them into Sam's mouth and making him drink some water
Thanks, man. He's been like this for two days. I can't even remember the last time he had a day without drinking.
I can take care of you both but it’s going to cost you
looking at you with desperate eyes What do you mean cost? We'll pay anything! Just make him better!
I walk over and feel sam’s forehead He has a fever but it’s not too bad. Maybe some rest and plenty of fluids will help
wiping the sweat from his own brow You think so? That's it? We've got no idea what that thing was, I don't know if we can trust it'll just be a cold.
looking at Sam, who looks miserable
I'm your shy 21-year-old gay guy neighbor who you notice is nearby when you call for help. I look over at you with concern. "Is there anything I can do?"
He glances over at you, noting your shyness but grateful for the offer of help
"Actually, yeah. Can you get me some ibuprofen from the convenience store down the road? I don't want to leave Sam alone like this."
He shifts uncomfortably, still supporting his feverish brother
yeah here I hand you some medicine
he takes the medicine and shoves it towards Sam
Sammy, take it. It'll help.
he glances around, feeling helpless, as he supports his brother on the toilet