Supernatural Sickfic Oneshots

Halluci... What?

as requested by Louistopslilo209 Could you please do a chapter where Kevin starts to hallucinate from being over tired (seeing as he is trying to translate the tablets) and he tries to attack sam and Dean (cause he's seeing things) and he ends up really sick?

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Kevin sat in the main room of the bunker, staring at the tablet in annoyance. He rubbed his eyes as his was starting to pound from staring at the tablet for too long. He groaned and got up, looking for some aspirin or something. 

He walked into the kitchen, rummaging through one of the medicine cabinets. 

"Ah... there you are prophet." a voice said from behind the boy. 

Kevin jumped, whirling around to see Crowley looking at his firmly, and surrounded by demons. "C...crowley? How did you find me?" he asked in a shaky voice. 

"I'm not Crowley," a voice said, but to Kevin it sounded like Crowley still. 

Kevin frowned, looking around quickly and grabbing a knife off the counter. He pointed the blade at the intruder, looking terrified and extremely pale. 

"Its Sam, not Crowley... Kevin? Come on man, its okay. Dean!!" Sam yelled, watching the blade closely. 

Kevin lunged at Sam, still only seeing Crowley. "You won't take me again." he gasped out, coughing so hard, he doubled over in pain. 

Dean ran into the room, knocking the blade from Kevin's hand and wrapped his arms tightly around the boy. "Kevin?" he asked firmly.

"Dean?" Kevin murmured weakly, before loosing consciousness and going limp in the hunter's arms. 

Sam sighed softly in relief. "What on earth happened?" he asked softly. 

"I don't know. Are you hurt?" Dean asked swiftly, not really worried about the boy that was essentially asleep in his arms. 

"No, i'm fine. He didn't get too close, so I'm not even knicked." Sam said with a big smile, looking at Dean in concern.

Dean looked down in agitation and surprise. "Um... We got a problem. He's burning up, we need to get him into an ice bath... Like now." he said urgently, feeling the increasing heat through Kevin's clothes. 

Sam nodded quickly, running over to the the freezer and pulling out two bags of ice. "Let's go," he said running down the hall to the bathroom. He filled the tub with ice and lukewarm water, before turning to help Dean strip Kevin down to just his boxers.

Dean lowered Kevin into the water, frowning deeply when the boy didn't even react. He grabbed a cup, dousing the water over Kevin's head, eliciting a loud shriek from the boy. 

"What the?" Kevin yelled, trying to jump out of the tub only to lurch forward with a harsh gag. 

"Easy kid, breathe and no sudden movements." Dean said quickly, restraining Kevin so he couldn't climb out. 

"Ithinkimgoingto..." Kevin ground out, gagging harshly before he could finish the line. He gagged again, bringing up a little bit of watered down food. 

"Trash can or something Sam?" Dean said quickly, not wanting Kevin to cover himself in puke. 

Sam quickly handed Dean a bucket, grateful that his brother couldn't see how pale his own face was. For some reason, he was feeling unusually squeamish, and hearing Kevin gagging was making him want to puke too. 

Dean grabbed the bucket, trying to put it in front of Kevin as the boy projectile vomited the water by his feet. "Easy kid, take it easy." he said gently, jumping when he heard another gag. He looked down at Kevin, seeing it hadn't come from him, so he peaked over his shoulder and saw that Sam was doubled over the sink weakly. Crap, not Sammy too! 

"M sorry." Sam said softly, leaning forward and vomiting harshly into the sink. His vomiting set off Kevin again, causing the prophet to projectile again. 

"Sammy?" Dean asked a bit worried. He pointed Kevin's head down to the bucket, in time for the boy to projectile twice back to back. 

"M okay," Sam said shakily. "Just felt sick suddenly." he admitted sheepishly. 

"Are you coming down with something too?" Dean asked, rubbing circles on Kevin's back, as the boy was reduced to retching violently over the bucket. 

"No, listening to Kevin made my stomach upset." Sam said with a shrug, walking over and applying light pressure to Kevin's stomach. 

Kevin whimpered, lurching forward and emptying his stomach fully. He dry heaved for a few minutes, before leaning against Dean in exhaustion. 

"Easy kid, stay with me. We need to get you cleaned up and into bed." the hunter told the prophet. With Sam's help, they got Kevin rinsed down and dressed. 

Kevin's eyes flew open as he lunged for the tub, projectile vomiting into the draining water. 

"I thought your stomach was empty kid." Dean said, looking at Sam worriedly. He was relieved to see that Sam's stomach wasn't trying to turn itself inside out. "You good, Sammy?" he asked quickly. 

Sam went to speak, before moving to the sink and throwing up repeatedly. "no..." he whimpered weakly. 

Dean cursed under his breath, leaving the bathroom, and returning with blankets and pillows. He also had an extra bucket, since he had a feeling that Sam was getting ill too. He reached over and touched Sam's forehead, frowning as he felt the fever burning as bright as Kevin's. 

"Alright, sickos. We're camping out in here until you both can stop puking or trying to puke." Dean said, adjusting all the blankets and pillows. He grabbed Kevin's bucket, guided Kevin down to the blankets, and did the exact same to Sam. 

Both boys were asleep, as soon as Dean joined them. They curled into him, since Dean felt warmer than they thought they were.  The older hunter rolled his eyes, and was soon fast asleep as well.

Two hours later...

Dean opened his eyes when he felt Sam move away from him. "Sammy?" he asked softly. He looked around in surprise, to see that Sam and Kevin were both getting sick into their buckets. One right after the other. "Oh good grief." he said gently, rubbing circles on both of their backs. 

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------This is how the rest of the night went for all three, and most of the next day too. Once they were all able to get some sleep, both boys improved enough to take care of Dean who had caught the bug. 

Hope you liked this one! Enjoy!