A/N: Saving the best for last. Hey, I was a Sam!Girl originally therefore Sammy will always hold a special place in my heart. Finale. If you guys want me to make anyone else sick just request in the review! Just remember I haven't watched Season 5 so I don't know the characters that are in that season yet. Bummer, I know.

Finale: Sammy:

They were back on the road, finally. Dean behind the wheel, Sammy next to him and Adam in the back. Dean had Brian Adams blasting from the speakers. He sang along with Summer of 69. He was surprised when he heard another one singing along with him. He glanced in the review mirror and found it was Adam. Dean couldn't help but smile. First, The Beatles, now Brian. At least the liked good music.

When Dean looked towards Sammy's way, he could see that his eyes were squint and his shoulders were hunched over. He didn't look too good. "Sam, y'kay?"

"Fine," Sammy lied. His head was pounding and Dean's music wasn't helping much. "Can you turn that down please?"

Dean did more than that. He turned it off. This got Adam's attention in the back. "What's wrong with Sammy?"

"Nothing," Sam answered. He was slowly starting to feel like shit. Sam figured it was the bug that his brothers had and it finally got to him. He could easily play patient when it was just him and Dean, now that Adam was with him, he was the bigger brother, and he had to act okay when he really wasn't. It's what Dean did.

Dean and Adam exchanged worried looks through the mirror.

Sammy could feel a cough coming. He tried to hold it down, or at least wait until Dean turned his music back on so it could mix with the loud sound. Dean wouldn't catch it then because he was too into the music, or thats what Sammy told himself. Dean would catch his ass no matter what.

"Don't lie to me Sam." Dean warned him. He could with Adam, but not with him. Adam was still new, he couldn't tell that Sammy was a bad liar. He would learn with time though.

The cough comes up rather Sam likes it or not and now he finds that he's screwed. "And another one bites the dust." Dean sang out to the Queen song.

"Man," Sammy moans and leans his head against the window. It's cool against his hot head. He knows he has a fever. His brothers don't or so he thinks.

Dean gives Adam the cue to check on Sammy's temperature. He would but he needed his hands on the wheel. So, Adam sneaks up behind Sammy's seat and whips a hand around to see if Sam has a temperature or not. Sam tries to dodge it but there is no where to go. He's trapped under Adam's hand. Crap. Adam doesn't like the warmth he's feeling from his older brother's forehead.

"Um, Dean he's warm." Adam informs.

"Yer fine uh?" Dean questioned angrily. "How long have ya been feeling like this Sammy?"

Sam could say thats he's been feeling like this since this morning. The truth was he started feeling a little achy last night. He didn't want to say anything because he knew Dean and Adam were itching to get going. He could understand that since they were stuck in bed for the past day or so.

"This morning," he tried.

"Do you want me to pull over?" Dean threatens. Sam's sick, but that won't stop him from beating some sense into him.

Sam sighed. "Last night."

"Why didn't you say anything?" Adam asked him from the back. "We could be back at the hotel, and not on the road." Adam shook his head and looked at Dean. "What are we going to do?"

"I dunno," Dean answers. "The next town is probably a good couple of hours away still." He didn't like it when they were on the road and Sam was sick. There wasn't much they could do except ride it out. It might just be a cold or whatever they had, it could be something worse, either way it wasn't good. "Do ya think ya could make it until then?"

"Yeah," Sammy answered as he closed his eyes.

Adam reached up and grabbed Dean by the shoulder. "Hey, pull over."

"What's wrong?" Dean asked.

"Just go with me." Adam pleaded with him.

Dean sighed. As much as he hated doing this, he actually did as Adam said. He figured that Adam had something in mind for Sammy. "This better be good." Dean said once he was over.

Adam smiled, got out, and asked Sam to do the same. Sam had to block his eyes with his arm. The sun was bright, and it wasn't helping his headache at all. Adam took off his jacket and shoved to the door that was behind Dean.

"Come on Sammy," Adam instructed and helped in back in the Impala, but this time into the backseat. "Lye down, there you go."

Dean watched him carefully. He was surprised how easy he was with Sammy. Dean was giving him some points here, but only a little bit.

Sam sprawled out in the back and used Adam's jacket as a pillow. It felt a lot better then the glass. He shut his eyes. Adam came back up and made his way towards the passenger side. He put up his hands as a white flag towards Dean.

"Get in." Dean said.

Adam smiled. It felt good sitting passenger for once. However, the tension was a little thick. When Sammy was up here, there was none at all. Adam wondered if it would ever be that way between him and Dean. To keep his mind off of how Dean was possibly thinking of ways to kill him, Adam kept turning to look back at Sam to check on him. His older brother was out. Dean kept watch too, not just on Sammy but Adam too.

"Heads up," Dean got Adam's attention, breaking the silence that had come between them.

Adam turned back around to see that a gas station was dead ahead. Dean pulled in. "If you want, I can go, and you can stay here with Sammy." Adam suggested.

Dean gave that some thought. He could. He trusted him more than Adam, but this could be a test. Adam had proved himself a little to him, but only that – a little. He would see how good he really was. "Nah, I got it. The moment ya think somethin' is wrong, ya call me." Dean pulled out his cell as he got out. Then he went in the store, and left Adam alone with Sammy.

When Dean was gone, Adam went back to Sammy. At least he was sleeping. He just wished he had something to cover him up with.

Inside, Dean picked up some sodas for him, and Adam and some water for Sammy. Plus, some chips and some medicine. After paying for everything, Dean rushed back out to the car so he could lay eyes on Sam again. He smiled when Sammy was out in the back with Adam and a watchful gaze in front.

"Breakfast?" Dean questioned as he dangled the chips and soda in front of Adam.

"For Breakfast?"

"Oh c'mon, like ya never snuck junk food before noon." Dean got back behind the wheel and tossed Adam's breakfast his way.

"My mom would totally kill me right now," Adam jokes to himself as he opens up the chips that Dean got him. "Thanks Dean, I'll pay you back."

"Don't even." Dean warned him.

"No, it's no problem."

"Jest shuddup and eat yer Gawd damn breakfast a'ready, geez." Dean rolled his eyes as he got back on the road. "How's he doin'?" Dean asked as he looked up in the review mirror.

"He's still asleep."

"Good," Dean said.

They reached their next stop around sunset. "Hey Sammy," Dean was out and shaking Sam awake. "We're here, c'mon. We need to get ya in bed."

"Uh, where are we Dean?" Sammy question groggily.

"Home crappy home," was Dean's answer as he helped Sam out of the Impala.

Once out, Sam stretched. "How long was I out?"

"Awhile." Adam answered him as he went onto the left side. Dean was steading him on his right.

"The first thing we're gonna do is get some medicine in yer system and get yer ass into bed."

"I'm okay Dean," Sam makes known.

"Yeah, same ol' song," Dean replied.

Adam helped Dean with Sammy up the stairs to get to their room. Adam opened the door. "I'll get the bags." Adam told him.

"No, make sure he gets his medicine. I'll do that."

Adam smiled. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, he's yer brother too." Dean didn't have to remind him of that.

Adam took his turn to take care of Sammy. "Sam, you got to take it." Adam told him.

"You take it." Sammy refused.

Adam tried not to sick up his nose at the liquid in the small cap. It did look gross, but Sammy had to take it or he wouldn't get better. He was glad when Dean came back with their things.

"He's not taking it."

Dean smirked. "Oh, he's not is he?"

"Dean, no back off." Sam demanded with held up hands. He knew it was coming. When one of them didn't take their medicine at any given time, the old trick was pulled out.

"Ya asked for it."

Dean pinched his nose. Sam's mouth went open and Adam took his chance and poured down the green stuff. Dean let go of his beak. He laughed at the disgusting face that Sammy was making, even when his face was all crutched up he was still freaking adorable.

"You really, really, really, and I mean-"

"Let me guess?" Dean finished for Sam. "Really suck."

"Yeah."

"Love you too." Dean retorted. "Hey Sammy, remember all those times you went Mother Hen on me?"

Sam nodded.

"Lets jest call this payback."

"And make that double." Adam added with a smile as he crossed his arms.

The only thing that Sammy could say was: "Aw, crap."

End.