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A.N.: Hey everyone! If you've been waiting for me to write a new story or update, I'm soooo sorry for the huge delay! I've had a lot going on over the last few months and hopefully I'll be able to explain it to you all soon! Just don't want to jump the gun or jinx myself yet ;) But here is a very short one-shot until I can get my latest story ready to go. It's called Sacrificial Son and hopefully it'll be up within the next few days! As for The War to End All Wars… I'm still trying to figure out where to go with it. The episodes have basically taken up where I left off, so I'd have to either keep reiterating what they've already shown which will get annoying fast I'm sure, or branch off and try to go my own way but I haven't figured out where that way is going to lead just yet. Please bear with me, and any ideas as well as reviews are always welcomed!

Sam knew it the second his brother's glazed eyes finally met his.

"Dude, you're sick."

Dean looked insulted as he absently dropped his duffle to the floor of their motel room and wiped sweat off his brow. "I didn't even say anything, Sam! Judgmental much?"

Sam huffed in annoyance. "No, man, I mean you have a fever."

"How the hell can you tell that from the other side of the room?" Dean swayed slightly but didn't seem to notice. Sam sure as hell did though.

"Maybe cause I've lived with you for the majority of my life? Why didn't you say anything?"

"It's not that big a deal, Sam. I'm fine."

Sam barely had time to make it across the room before Dean's knees buckled.


Please review! If there's enough interest and I have some extra time, I might extend this story. You guys decide! Thanks again.