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→ Leave a comment here with your prompt. This is a Sam-focused hurt/comfort community, so Sam should be the one in the hurt/comforted role. Your prompts may involve sick!Sam, hurt!Sam, angsty!Sam, basically anything that results in Sam being on the receiving end of hurt/comfort. (No rules against whumping other characters as well, of course, but you have to whump Sam first. ;) )
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THE MASTER LIST
Gastroenteritis by

saltfuture
Sam/Dean or gen, any season, Sam has stomach flu, all the nasty symptoms and Dean is just awesome.

Numb by

farfadine
Sam/Dean or gen. A sort of mundane nervous breakdown. Sam has been in awesome!Sam coping mode and suddenly he's just . . . not. But it's not, like, waving a gun around psychotic break. I more have a vision of Sam off doing something ordinary, jogging, an errand, and he just stops. Sitting down on the curb or in the aisle at Walmart or something. And someone gets his phone and calls the first number and Dean has to come and get him.

Everything Flows, Nothing Remains by

minviendha
S7: Dean's dead! Oh wait, no, sorry! It was all a terrible misunderstanding. Everything's fine, Sam. ...Sam?

Weaker by

monicawoe
Season 5 AU. The continuous influx of demon blood into his system completely unlocks Sam's full psychic potential, and his powers basically explode - visions, telekinesis, Andy's mind-control thing, demon manipulation (controlling and destroying). Getting them under control is not fun, especially after he and Dean go their seperate ways.

There is No Spoon by

monicawoe
Season 7, post The Mentalists. Um, what was up with Sam's bent spoon? No, really. Who did that? Subconscious telekinesis is all it takes to turn hallucination into reality.

Make Me Strong Like You by

hillz_85
Sam is acting like everything is fine, that he’s not falling apart at the seams because he needs to look out for Dean who is also falling apart... Dean doesn’t notice how bad things have gotten for his brother and his new coping mechanisms until they are pointed out to him... [author's summary]

Bad Days by

ladybastet92
Sam/Cas (set anytime where Cas is Cas) Sam is sick. Dean’s out doing important things, Cas shows up, Sam has to explain why he’s sleeping in the middle of the day. Cas decides he would like to take a nap as well. Sassy cuddles!

Miscalculation by

si_star_x
Slash. Sam gets some nasty cuts on his face. Dean cleans them. Gentle kissing happens.

By Your Side by

emmram
For some reason Sam get his psychic powers back...but rather than Sam controlling them, Lucifer seems to be able to.

Untitled by anonymous
Pre-series. Sam dealing with the aftermath of rape. Speak-esque, preferably with no graphic depiction of the act.

Out of Nothing at All by

sakura_no_mi
Sam/Dean or gen. Season seven - There are some days Sam doesn't get out of bed at all. Dean's understanding.

If it Wasn't for Bad Luck by

mamapranayama
Sam gets a minor injury- a book falls on his head or he breaks his pinky or something, lol. Dean fusses over him, and discovers Sam is running a fever.

Visit by

saltfuture
Stanford era. Dean visits Sam and finds him sick in bed in his dorm room.

Sleepless by anonymous
Gen or slash, S1 or 2. Sam develops really bad insomnia. Really really realllllllly bad. The sleep deprivation is interfering with hunting and he's all cranky and life just generally sucks but he just can't sleep much. So Sam's exhausted beyond all belief, and Dean is so worried about him. He tries everything he can think of to help and none of it works. But eventually Dean stumbles upon one thing that's actually effective. Bonus points if it's something really small and schmoopy, like stroking Sam's hair while he's lying in bed.

Trust in Me and You'll Trust in Yourself by

hillz_85
After Dean and Sam separate season 5, Sam stops talking. Even if he wants to, he has somehow lost the ability to talk [...] When Dean meets up with him again, he's of course shocked at this new development. Whether Sam starts talking again eventually is up to you, but I'd love to see Dean coax him out of his mental shell in little, big-brotherly ways.

Untitled by

checkthemargins
Sam gets hit with a sleeping curse (it can last for however long you want). After awhile Dean starts waking him up to get him to eat and stuff. Sam is sleepy and adorable and maybe cranky some of the times he's woken up. [WIP]

Life Goes On by

ravelqueen
A super wincesty one: Dean breaks off the sexual aspect of their relationship for a bunch of surely very good reasons, but Sam is pretty sure it's because he doesn't like the idea of Sam hallucinating while they're in bed. Or because Sam is all tainted with demon blood. Or because Sam isn't Lisa. Or because he just doesn't want him anymore. His train of thought doesn't go uphill from there. Big misunderstandings and relationship angst ahoy! My unrequited love kink rears its ugly head. [WIP]

It Happened Like This by

monicawoe
Dean never went and got Sam from Stanford when John was missing. So when Jess died, Dean wasn't there, and Sam went totally John Winchester, left without a word to anyone, and would not rest until he took down Azazel [...] all I'm looking for is the last scene when Sam finally gets his revenge and maybe John and Dean are there and now that Sam's work his done he breaks into a billion pieces and there is withdrawal and severe psychic pains and screaming and Sam hating himself for what he's become but kind of unapologetic for killing the thing that killed his girl.

Falls the Shadow by

inheritedjeans
Gen. Post AHBL part one and AU from there. Sam wakes up on that dirty mattress after Cold Oak with all of his memories of dying and going to heaven intact in his head (maybe he was reuinted with Jess or finally got to meet Mary and was just starting to enjoy having a mom) and he's resentful towards Dean for bringing him back to life and taking him from the peace he finally had and he's almost desperate to go back.

Singin' in the Rain by

center_galaxy
Dean doesn't know what to do about the whole broken wall, psychotic break, hallucinating Lucifer thing. Then Sam gets caught in the rain and gets pneumonia. And Dean DOES know what to do about that. Not like he's glad that Sam's sick, but it's just a relief to have something wrong with Sam he can help with. And, since he's there at close quarters taking care of Sam, Sam has his opportunity, too: to broach the subject of Dean's drinking, to try to get him to talk about his despair and his downward spiral. Basically, the manageable hurt/comfort routine goes on while Sam and Dean are tentatively touching on the big, huge hurt-don't-know-how-to-comfort stuff.

Ticking Time Bomb by

center_galaxy
Sam finds out he has an aneurysm in his brain. It could be life-threatening, but for the moment it is stable and the doctors schedule him for a surgery to repair it, but it is weeks away. Dean freaks out by overprotecting Sam and doing anything he can keep his brain from 'exploding' in the mean time. He practically drives Sam insane when he won't let him run, do any physical exercise, or even go to the bathroom with the door locked. Dean mother-hen's him to the point where he can't stand it anymore and Sam takes off for a walk ... of course, now that he is alone and separated from Dean, this is when his brain decides it's time to explode.

The Apple Falls from the Tree by

center_galaxy
He's been in the business a long time and most of that time he knew John Winchester but never really got to know his kids before, so going on a hunt with them is interesting to say the least. Watching Dean and Sam, how in tandem they are, how much they're like John in different ways. One things for sure though, Dean sure can be one scary mother fucker when Sam is threatened.

Fighting Spirit by

center_galaxy
Dean gets his shit together in the drinking department. It was hard HARD work (either on his own--maybe something really traumatic happened that compelled this new lust for a dry life--or via ye olde Twelve-Step program.) And sure, there are painful desires to backslide but dammit, he's got this. And he's had to do it alone because he can't use anything, anyone as a crutch or an excuse any longer. Upon returning to "life", he discovers Sam has drifted into his own addiction (due to the hallucinations or genetics or hey, it's Tuesday or...yeah. Author's choice!) Now Dean has to get through to Sam and save him from himself, without losing his own hard-won sobriety.

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Gen please ...

This is a prompt I posted for the Fic Challenge that didn't get picked up, so I'm going to go ahead and re-post it here:

Sam finds out he has an aneurysm in his brain. It could be life-threatening, but for the moment it is stable and the doctors schedule him for a surgery to repair it, but it is weeks away. Dean freaks out by overprotecting Sam and doing anything he can keep his brain from 'exploding' in the mean time. He practically drives Sam insane when he won't let him run, do any physical exercise, or even go to the bathroom with the door locked. Dean mother-hen's him to the point where he can't stand it anymore and Sam takes off for a walk ... of course, now that he is alone and separated from Dean, this is when his brain decides it's time to explode.

Edited 2012-01-01 18:53 (UTC)

FILLED: "Ticking Time Bomb" Sam, Dean (Gen), 1/?

Sam hadn't even wanted to go to the ER. It was Dean that hauled him there after the youngest Winchester nearly face-planted on the carpet of their dingy motel room. Sam had waved it off as a sign of how tired he was--which was true, he had been more and more tired despite how many hours of sleep he got--but Dean wouldn't have it.

So, they had gone to the E.R. and the doctor listened as the eldest Winchester rattled off all these symptoms and Sam tried to interject that, really, he was fine and if the doctor wasn't such a serious, stoic man, Sam was sure that he would've laughed at the fact that the two brothers were acting more like a married couple than siblings.

"I see," Doctor Feldman replied calmly. "Well, it couldn't hurt to run a few tests, could it?"

They took Sam to get a CT scan and admitted him while they waited for the results. He hated the machine. It was small and it made him feel trapped, but he held his breath and followed the orders of the man running the test to stay still because soon it would all be over and he and Dean would go back to their motel room, have a beer and relax.

A few hours later, Doctor Feldman returned, a grim expression on his face. Calmly and slowly, he explained that the test confirmed what he had already suspected.

"A cerebral aneurysm?" Sam echoed, disbelief coloring his tone.

People died from those and judging from his older brother's reaction, he knew that.

"So, what?" Dean began, insistent and pushy. "We're gonna get it out of him, right?"

"Yes, of course," Doctor Feldman informed them. "But it won't be for a few weeks."

"What do you mean? He could--!" The patient doctor simply held his hand up for silence and waited.

"Sam's aneurysm is stable and small," He continued. "As long as we keep an eye on his blood pressure, it should be fine."

Of course, with the Winchesters nothing ever was "fine".

FILLED: "Ticking Time Bomb" Sam, Dean (Gen), 2/?

They released him later that night with a date for surgery in a few weeks. The first step Dean took was to rent them out a small apartment in a town closer to the hospital. It was surprisingly homey and had a big window that overlooked a few of the taller buildings in town. They ate good food and for a bit, Sam had forgotten that he had a ticking time bomb in his mind. He had never really had this experience with Dean; he had never really eaten dinner with his brother at a table, not even when they were kids. Truth be told, Sam was savoring it.

"So, you're good?" He asked Dean, the night after they had settled into the two-bedroom apartment.

"I'm fine." His older brother replied casually.

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

"Good." Sam hadn't expected it to be that easy. Usually, Dean went overboard when it came to a threat on Sam's health. One time he had bought Sam five different kinds of cough medicine because he hadn't been sure which kind worked the best. To see him calmly unpack his duffel into his dresser--yes, they had an actual dresser this time--unnerved him a bit. Still, it was better that Dean was calm than totally overprotective.

With that, Sam went to bed, pleased that things seemed to be looking up, aneurysm aside.

FILLED: "Ticking Time Bomb" Sam, Dean (Gen) 3/?

Sam's first clue that something was up was the feast of breakfast food that seemed to cover nearly available space in their apartment. Fruit of all kinds, pastries, pancakes--if you could think of it, Dean had gotten it. As he took a seat and his older brother served him a plate piled high with eggs and hash browns, Sam chuckled dryly.

"Are we having people over?" Sam asked sarcastically and his older brother simply shrugged.

"Wasn't sure what to get you."

His second clue that something was up was the fact that the apartment was silent.

His brother, who hated silence and always tried to fill it, refused to turn on the TV or use a CD player. It was odd to say the least and the few times Sam had turned on the TV, his older brother had simply scowled and turned it off.

"Something wrong?" He ventured and Dean shook his head. "Why can't I turn on the TV on then?"

"There's nothing good on." Dean replied simply.

"I'm sure there's one of those cheesy soap operas on--"

"No, Sam."

With that, his older brother plucked the remote out of his hand and walked away.

The third sign and final sign that things were not all they seemed was Dean guarding the front door to the apartment.

"Where are you going?" He asked, one morning after breakfast.

"Running." Sam replied, because he always went running. Running helped him escape his demons and it kept him in shape. His older brother had never forbidden him this one thing before and for the first time since this whole ordeal began, anger began to course through his veins.

"No, you're not." Dean said simply.

"And why not?" Sam challenged.

"Because you heard the doctor. You can't let your blood pressure spike."

"You do know that you feeding me all that food probably caused all my blood pressure to hit the roof right? Running can bring it down."

"Not up for discussion Sam."

FILLED: "Ticking Time Bomb" Sam, Dean (Gen), 4/5

The final straw was when Dean broke down the bathroom door simply because Sam had locked it and the youngest Winchester had only locked it because he had felt like he was suffocating due to his brother's constant mother-hen routine. He couldn't even walked a few feet before Dean would put a plate of food in his hands or give him an order to sit down and not move. The loss of his running privileges had done nothing to help the situation.

Sam felt more like a caged animal than an actual person.

So, he made a plan.

The only time Dean left was to go get groceries and he was only gone for 15 minutes tops, but that was just enough time for Sam to take a walk and get some fresh air. He was practically giddy when Dean shut the door behind him and he only waited for the familiar rumble of the Impala before quickly running outside. He was greeted by warm sunshine and a breeze that kissed his cheeks as it passed.

It was wonderful.

He strolled outside and watched the people going about their daily lives. A young woman walking a golden retriever waved at him and Sam beamed back. It felt so amazing to be back outside. Sure, it wouldn't last for long and if Dean found out, he'd probably lock him in, but it would be worth it.

He shut his eyes and breathed in the sweet air and grinned like a fool.

The pain came immediately, as sharp as a gunshot and a stab wound rolled into one. He staggered back and instinctively looked down, waiting to see blood, but there was none. His head felt on fire and he was seeing double. He swayed on his feet and tried to find his way back to the apartment. His vision then blacked down.

The last thing Sam thought before he faded away was that maybe he should've listened to Dean.

FILLED: "Ticking Time Bomb" Sam, Dean (Gen), 5/5

He came to in a hospital bedroom, his brother by his side.

"Hey, Sammy," Dean's voice was hoarse, his eyes red and puffy and the beginnings of a beard evident on his face. "How are you feeling?" He struggled to speak and as if his older brother read his mind, a cup full of cold water was soon at his lips. The youngest Winchester sipped it cautiously. It felt heavenly against his throat, but all too soon it was gone. "Can't drink too much. You'll get sick."

"S'okay?" Sam slurred, trying to understand what had happened.

"Your aneurysm ruptured," The eldest Winchester explained quietly. "You had to have emergency surgery. For awhile . . . it was close."

"I'm okay," He tried make his voice louder, but it still came out as pitifully weak. "I feel better."

"I should've been there--"

"Dean--"

"I wasn't even the one who called 9-1-1," His brother confessed guiltily. "Some woman walking her dog did! I should've been there--!"

"Hey." He squeezed his brother's hand and waited for Dean's gaze to meet his.

"What?" Dean asked tiredly.

"It's not your fault."

"Sam--"

"I mean it, Dean," He insisted forcefully. "It would've ruptured with or without you. It's okay now." Dean didn't say anything for the longest time. Finally, he smiled and squeezed Sam's hand back, sending strength and reassurance back to his little brother. "We okay?"

"Yeah, Sammy," He whispered fondly and Sam smiled. "We're just fine."

And they were.

Author's Note: Thanks for the wonderful prompt! Sorry if I got some medical facts wrong. I'm not a doctor. Still, I hope you liked it!

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