Faith opened her eyes groggily. She sneezed loudly and then groaned from the pain that caused her head.
Slowly, she sat up, and then immediately lay back down against the pillows.
The only way she was getting up was if Sam carried her everywhere.
Sam
Sam's eyes fluttered for a moment as he felt the movement, relieved when she lay back down.
Slowly, he shifted backward in the bed so their bodies touched.
Faith
Faith gratefully moved towards Sam, shivering violently, though her skin was feverish.
She slipped her arms around him, snuggling in closer to try and get warm, and she pressed her face into his neck.
Sam
A shiver rippled through Sam.
"You're freezing," he murmured, putting his arm behind him and resting his hand on her hip.
Faith
"Sam," Faith rasped weakly. "Make spoons with me? I'm so cold."
She shivered again.
Sam
Sam sighed, then rolled over so he was facing her.
"Ok," he breathed.
Faith
Faith moved a little closer to Sam and rested her head against his shoulder tiredly.
"I feel like crap."
Sam
"You'd better not be coming down with something again," Sam murmured, his arm around her.
Faith
"If I do, it's your fault," Faith mumbled.
She snuggled into him.
Sam
"How so?" Sam asked sleepily.
Faith
"Lack of body heat," Faith yawned.
"You haven't spooned me enough."
Sam
"You could have spooned me," Sam pointed out.
Faith
"I'm little spoon, Sam."
Faith nodded slightly.
Sam
"It still stands. Mhmm," Sam nodded wearily.
Faith
"Nope, still blaming you for me being sick."
Faith nodded.
Sam
"Fine," Sam groaned.
"But we're spooning. You happy?"
Faith
"Can I kiss you even though I'm sick?" Faith asked.
Sam
"Go for it," Sam sighed.
Faith
"You're a good man."
Faith leaned up to kiss him.
Sam
"Now go to sleep before Dean throws something," Sam shifted slightly.
Faith
Faith grinned.
"Ok."