Sam was sick. Like really sick. He has been in bed the whole day with you taking care of him the whole time even though he felt bad about it. You almost cared so much for him, he didn't even know how to thank you. The coughing and sneezing all day has made his voice pretty cracky and weak.

As he wanted to call for you to ask for a hug his voice was raspy and he forced out weakly: "Mom?"

Mom. It was an accident. He didn't mean to call you that. It just slipped out somehow. He never got to call anyone that since his mother died from a demon when he was only six months old.

But somehow he called you that now for once which made his face flush even further from embarrassment.