*DON'T OWN SUPERNATURAL OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS* Please review :)
Dean stood impatiently leaning against the hood of his 67' Chevy Impala while waiting for Sam. The sun settled directly above him, releasing the midday heat. The brothers had recently finished a simple case involving the ghost of a rich old man. They were getting ready to leave West Virginia and head down to Bobby's place. "Hurry up Sammy! You look great without your makeup." Dean called teasingly. Sam appeared in the hotel door just long enough to give Dean one of his bitch faces, before turning his back to his brother and going to retrieve his bag. The brothers were finally on the road. The Impala's engine purred in approval of the music selection (Dean's playlist), while they navigated the back roads.
After hours of being on and off the road, the Winchesters finally reached their destination. Dean parked baby outside in one of the rare cleared out areas, planning to go out and work on her. He parked her as far away as he could get from Bobby's rottweiler Rumsfeld, who immediately started barking as they neared the house. Bobby greeted them outside the door. "Bout time you boys got here. You have a guest."
"Cas? What are you doing here? Wait let me guess. It's important." Cas didn't catch the sarcasm in Dean's voice. "Yes Dean. It's an emergency. I need help." Moving on, from teasing Castiel, Dean settled himself in a chair with a beer in his hand. "What can we do to help Cas?" Sam asked concerned. "Well..." Castiel hesitated. "I don't know what to do with him. He is constantly whining, and I can't understand a word he is saying." Sam interrupted. "Who?" Castiel sighed. "Gabriel." Dean chuckled. Catching a glare from Sam, and a concerned look from Cas caused him to stop and cough awkwardly. "What happened?" Sam asked. "He.. Umm. I think I'd rather just show you." Cas disappeared and then reappeared in a matter of seconds. He returned holding a small furry bundle in his hands. "I don't know what to do." Was all he said, letting his meaning settle into the minds of Dean, Sam, and Bobby. "Is that...?" Bobby started. "It can't be." Sam stated. Dean burst out laughing. "The prankster got pranked!" Dean exclaimed. "How do we even know that's really him?" Bobby asked. Sam approached Castiel cautiously, taking the bundle of fur from his hands. The small fur ball squirmed at first, then settled into the giants hands. "How can you tell Cas?" Sam asked while inspecting the small creature in his hands. He was at least two months in this form. his ears sat flopping to the sides of his head. His coat perfectly smooth and sleek. He was mostly light brown with white on his chest, and a single white spot on his forehead and muzzle. As Sam leaned forward, he was rewarded with a lick on the nose. Sam placed the puppy on his lap, petting directly behind his ears completely engrossed in its cuteness. "It's Gabriel." Cas stated. Dean sighed. "Yeah sure. But how? How is it him?"
"I don't know for sure, but I know it's him." Dean sat back in his chair and rubbed his temples. They were getting nowhere with questioning Cas. The puppy, Gabriel began whining, causing Cas to become concerned once again. "I don't understand why he is upset. Sam enjoys the company of dogs. I was hoping you could help me."
Sam looked down at the Australian Shepherd on his lap and smiled. It had been a while since he had a dog. "He is probably hungry Cas." Gabriel let out a pathetic excuse of a bark. No one in the room was able to tell if he understood Sam's words or if he just barked.
Seconds later Sam was on his feet cursing. "Goddammit. Shit. Great. Just great. You didn't think of letting him go to the bathroom?!" Sam lectured Cas. He held the now whining Gabriel in one hand as he stared at the fresh urine seeping through his pants to touch his leg with an uncomfortable warmth. Once again Dean choked down a laugh. "C'mon boy. Don't go getting that on my floors!" Bobby said unsympathetically. Noticing Sam's irritation, the room quickly cleared. Even Castiel had abandoned ship. Sam stared into the luring eyes of the puppy. They bored deep into his heart. They were a dulled gold hue, glossed over and full of life. "I hope this is really you Gabriel. So when we turn you back I can make you pay for this little stunt." Sam mumbled. The puppy squirmed in his arms, licking his hands and barking playfully.
Dean sat unblinking. Staring at the creature sitting across from him. He could see how anxious the fur ball was. Finally giving in, it waddles awkwardly over to Dean's feet. "No." He boldly told the puppy. "Sam! Sammy!" Dean called. Sam rushed into the room. "What? Something happen?" The puppy's happiness increased, and it's whole body began to shake and swivel side to side with enthusiasm as Sam entered the room. Sam immediately relaxed his shoulders, seeing no change or danger in the room. Looking down, he watched as the puppy made his way over to his feet, launch himself onto his hind legs and place his front paws on his fresh pair of jeans. The puppy barely reached two inches below his shin. Dean watched Gabriel's reaction to Sam versus his reaction to him. There was an obvious gap between what he felt about each brother. Sam lifted Gabriel off the floor, allowing the puppy to lick his face a couple times before placing him back on the ground. "Uh uh. Take it to the pet store with you." Dean instructed knowing Sam's intentions. "But Dean, you don't like dogs in the Impala."
"Who said anything about the Impala? Take Bobby's car."
"Can't. He's got to make a few runs. I'll just leave him here with you. It won't take very long." Dean fought himself. He had no intention in watching the non potty trained mutt for longer than 5 minutes. "Fine. Take the mutt with you. But put a blanket on the seat!" Dean's voice followed Sam and Gabriel out the door.
The beautiful Australian Shepherd sat comfortably in the front seat, too small to stick his head out the window, he settled for sleeping and occasionally finding his way onto Sam's lap. "There is no way you are Gabriel." Sam mumbled to himself. "Too cute, and too nice." Sam concluded.
Sam placed Gabriel on the floor inside the pet store while he began his search for supplies. He decides to get both a harness and a collar, dry dog food, bowls, a couple bones and treats, a squeaky toy, a leash, and a dog bed. Sam had almost completely forgotten the puppy Gabriel until a pathetic bark reached his ears. Sam turned and looked down at the puppy. Gabriel was so close to his leg, looking overjoyed to see Sam. Sam regretted having his hands full at the moment, wanting to pick him up. "C'mon boy. Follow me." Gabriel listened, trotting behind Sam and staying as close as he could. As soon as the lady at the counter, Abby, scanned the collar and leash, Sam knelt down to Gabriel holding the items. The forest green leather collar was placed securely around his neck, then he hooked the black leash to the ring on the collar. Gabriel played with the contraption for the remaining time in the store. He tried to chew and pull his way out of it. Sam placed the items in the back seat, only the dog bed was placed in the front seat for Gabriel to ride in. The puppy was overjoyed to ride in the vehicle once more. Instead of laying on the dog bed, he made his way over to Sam's lap and settled there for the ride home.
Dean sat waiting on the porch for their return. "Wouldn't take long? You were gone for over an hour!" Dean watched Sam carefully exit the car, sleeping puppy in his hands. "Yeah. Sorry bout that." Sam tried his best to make it into the house without waking the puppy, walking past Dean on his way in. It was an unspoken agreement that Gabriel would be sleeping in Sam's room.
Once everything was inside and out of the Impala, Dean left Sam inside alone with Gabriel, to go work on his baby. Sam set up his bed and a few bones and the squeaky toy in his bedroom, food and water dish set up in the kitchen, filled with dry dog food and water. After placing the sleeping dog on his bed so he could set up the rest of the items, Sam didn't have the heart to move him after seeing the bundle of fur so relaxed and calm. Feeling himself become tired, Sam settled down to sleep on the opposite side of the bed from where Gabriel was placed. Seconds later, he feels a small body press against his lower back, flooding him with warmth. Smiling silently to himself, Sam allows himself to enjoy the feeling of a normal life.
Waking up to puppy breath and being overwhelmed with kisses, Sam found himself being selfish for being happy Gabriel had been turned into a puppy. He found himself enjoying the time he spent with the little monster. The more time he spent with the pup, the more of Gabriel he saw in him. He was constantly getting into trouble around the house, trying to get Sam or Dean to laugh. He seemed more nervous around Bobby and the giant Rottweiler outside than Dean who would threaten him and curse up a storm when the little monster got on his nerves.
If memory served him, the most recent heated spout between the two was simply over their stubbornness, neither willing to give way to the other. "Dean! Leave him alone." Sam intervened deciding it was time the two stopped bickering. Dean huffed. "What? He started it!" Sam lifted Gabriel off the floor. "You do know how ridiculous that sounds right?" Dean opened his mouth to say something, then closed it deciding it was best not to say anything else. "Yeah." Sam says giving Dean one of his many bitch faces. Sam took Gabriel out of the living room and into the kitchen. Sam knew Dean was impatient and becoming bored without a case an Gabriel was just being Gabriel. There was not much to do at Bobby's place besides eat, sleep, and work on cars all day, with the exception of Sam who spent most of his day making sure Gabriel didn't cause any trouble. There were times when Sam believed Gabriel was going to be eaten by Rumsfeld. He tended to challenge the Rottweiler for no apparent reason.
Sam watched Gabriel circle himself, chasing his wagging tail in an oval, yapping every time he missed and playfully growling when he caught it. Sam laughed when Gabe fell over, causing the puppy to frown and turn his back to Sam. It was obvious in more ways than others that this puppy had an above average intelligence as well as some previous knowledge of who he was. With his back to Sam, Gabriel's shoulders hunched over. Sam swore he heard the puppy sniffle. "Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make fun of you." Sam tried apologizing. Still the puppy ignored him. Sam reached out to him, but was greeted with a small bark and Gabriel pulling away from him. Sam frowned. Had he really hurt Gabriel's feelings by laughing at him? Sam moved closer to the pouring puppy, placing himself on the floor. Sam nudged Gabriel's shoulder, receiving a cold glare from the puppy. The glare looked more adorable than it should have been. Sam turned away, hiding his face temporarily for Gabriel's turned back. His face lit up with a smile that reached his eyes. He composed himself within second and turned back to the puppy. This time Gabriel was watching him. Sam noticed how anxious Gabriel was getting. He was twitching with energy and need for attention. Sam expected Gabriel to pounce at him, instead Gabriel used his self control and instead, walked into the kitchen where Dean was currently sitting. Sam followed him into the kitchen. He found Gabriel curled up looking content at Dean's feet. "Get into a fight?" Dean asked, obvious laughter in his voice. "I may have laughed a bit..." Sam was interrupted by Gabriel making a huffing noise. "Uh-huh." Dean said turning back to his father's journal a smile sitting happily on his face. Dean was happy to see Sam in such a good mood. Dean found himself reminiscing about Sam before he knew of the supernatural world.
Sam sat on the floor across from Gabriel knowing his golden eyes lingered on him. Dean pretended not to be paying any attention to the two. "C'mere boy. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you." It barely took any time for Gabriel to give in and wiggle his way over to Sam's lap. Sam laughed, gladly accepting the puppy into his arms. Gabriel leaped up to his face, planting kisses wherever he could reached.
From where he sat, Dean had the perfect view of the two. Sam was already like a big puppy himself, he looked even more like one with the puppy at his side. Dean chuckled. Gabriel being a puppy seemed automatically better than him being a trickster at first, but now, now he was especially glad for the trickster's misfortune. It made Sam happy, making him happy.