Title: Eros' Second Chance by Dunnywater.

Summary: Trevor is faced with the challenge of looking after a dog and matching up him as one of his 100 couples. But is the dog in too sickly a condition to be saved?

This story is a sequel to my crossover story 'Sam and Dean Meet Cupid'. Which was a crossover of 'Cupid 1998' and 'Supernatural'. This one isn't. This story is more of a standalone and you don't really need to have read the previous one to get this one, but there may be a few references that then won't make sense.

Just a warning: I'm Australian, not so American, so there may be a few things the majority of users may not understand. I've tried to keep them down to a minimum, but there probably are a few of them in here. Some are instinctive which I have probably done with out thinking. Some I have purposely left in as I like to include a bit of my language in there. If I've completely lost you, message me or google it, You learn some thing new everyday!

Disclaimer: As far as I know I don't any of these people, or characters. They belong to their respective owners. All I own is guinea pigs called Neo and Spencer.

Dedicated: to Atomdancerrr my writing partner, still on?, and my first actual friend off here. Plus she dedicated a little piece about Trevor and a cat to me, so I thought I should dedicate this to you, thanks for your help!

Chapter One

Trevor 'Cupid' Hale looked down at his companion. The small to medium black and white dog panted heavily as he padded next to Trevor's feet. The dog had saved Trevor from being held captive after those two mysterious men had Godnapped him. For that, Trevor named him after himself, he named him Eros.

Trevor had been replaying the recent crazy events in his mind, while walking to the nearest veterinarian. He was only really vaguely aware of the little dog trotting next to him as they walked along the footpath. He pictured Sam and Dean Winchester and grinned, remembering the scene from the half an hour previously. He was still a little annoyed at Claire though; she still didn't believe him and his insistence that he was actually Cupid: the fair dinkum Greco Roman God of Love. He thought he had proved to her that he was who he really was. But then again, Dr. Claire Allen was his psychologist and of course was not supposed to believe him, but looking down at Eros, he felt a smug reassurance; 'At least Eros believes me.'

The godnapping had had been a little fun, he wasn't really willing to admit it, but being tied up did tend to give Trevor the thrill. He full on laughed as he thought that and that earned him a few surprised and worried glances. Trevor noticed them but pretended he didn't; he wasn't letting a whole lot of skeptics get the better of him. But that last scene that had just played out before now had him grinning from ear to ear. Dr. Greenly's questions had been the best of all "Claire? Are you running a group in here?" "What's that dog doing in here? This is a medical facility, not a lost dog's home."

Of course Lakeview Emotional Wellness and Treatment facility was kind of a lost dog's home; if you thought of it that way. Thinking of lost dogs, he gazed down at Eros who seemed to be lacking pace and breathing heavily. He nickered and Eros looked up; he seemed okay so he continued. Trevor ran through the plans of the day. Getting Eros to the vet, and once he was okay, he would continue to his flat, meet up with Champ and go forth to Taggerty's, the pub he worked at. He thought of all the things he would tell Claire just to get a laugh or if he would see the Winchester brothers, the two nutty professors there. Annoy Claire, Champ and anyone else who he liked. Then he'd check on Eros; his new found friend. He thought that the name he'd given the dog was clever and witty and stole another glance at the little dog.

***

Eros instantly liked his new name, even if it wasn't his original name. And Eros liked his new master even though he missed his old family…Eros didn't know where he was being taken, hopefully it would be to his old family, but that was doubtful. Eros looked up to his master, the big man with not much hair, but a big grin and a bouncy personality like himself, when he had had the energy. But life on the streets was hard for a dog in the City of Chicago. Eros felt tired and itchy, dirty and hungry, thirsty and lonely. But he realised that maybe the last one was incorrect now, since he had found Trevor, his new master, who as Eros looked up, he laughed out loud.

Lots of people kept patting him as he went by, not that he minded it, but it was a distraction for the little dog. Eros wanted Trevor to pick him up like he did before so he wouldn't have to waste what was left of his energy and wouldn't be hassled by pedestrians. His vision was going a little wonky and he was getting a headache. His breath was getting harder and harder to force in and out. He wanted to stop, to take a rest, but his master kept going.

Another dog bounded over to him, her mistress barely able to hold on to her lead. She was black and white like him too, but much bigger. "Hey little dog!" The mistress said to him as the other dog sniffed over. He just sank to the ground so that she could menace him without him having to participate, he didn't have the energy. His master stopped and joined in with the dogs and the woman.

***

"Hey there!" Trevor said as he walked up to the group. "I'm Trevor." The female dog left Eros and jumped over to him.

"Hey Trevor. I'm Diana. This is Pales." She indicated to the big dog jumping all over Trevor.

"Hey big girl!" Trevor yelled as he ruffled up her fur. "What breed is she?"

"She's a Border Collie. What a beautiful dog you've got there too!" Diana indicated down to Eros; slumped on the ground.

Trevor loved attention, and if it meant by a dog, so be it. "Yeah. That's Eros."

"Haha! Looks like I'm not the only one who named their dog after the Greco Roman Gods and Goddesses!" Diana was genuinely surprised. So was Trevor.

"Don't I know it?" And he laughed. "Though my name is actually Cupid; I named Eros after myself." He was grinning so much, Diana thought he was joking.

"Haha. Well I'm Diana so I guess I fit in to the club too."

Trevor laughed. He personally knew Diana, something to tell her about later, when he finally paired 100 couples and got back up to Mt. Olympus. At the moment he was at 26; bit of a way to go yet. But he didn't want to scare the lovely woman in front of him off with that just yet.

"Well we must get going. This little god is going to vet."

'That figures' thought Diana as she looked down at the dog sprawled across the ground. "I guess I'll see you later then. She smiled at Trevor, took up Pales' lead and walked off waving.

Trevor chuckled. "Okay, Eros. Let's keep moving!"Trevor filed Diana and Pales away for further use. 'Hmm, I wonder if she's single.' But for once, there was something more important than Cupiding right now. 'Anyway, I plan to match Eros up.' And they continued.

***

As excited as Eros felt at that moment from the meeting of the other dog, he was having trouble keeping up, his breath coming out faster and more unsteady and rough; probably not a good sign for a dog. Then he felt dizzy, uncoordinated and he was getting left behind. He realised he was having trouble breathing; his lungs not working as they should. His heart was getting a little erratic. His master was too preoccupied to notice. Panic took over and he managed to let out one rusty "RUFF!" to get his master's attention, as his master looked around, Eros kneeled over and lay down on his side. He couldn't breath, he couldn't move. Blackness was washing over him. Eros' breathing began to slow…the last thing he saw was a bunch of people standing over him; and most of all his master running over to him. He no longer heard anything.

***

When Trevor heard the panicked "RUFF!" from him, he turned quickly to see the little dog two meters away lying on his side not breathing.

"NO!" Cried Trevor and he dashed to where the dog was laying. He pushed people away and scooped up the dog noticing he wasn't breathing. He wasn't sure if CPR would work on a dog so he decided to run the last block to the vet. Trevor felt an uncharacteristic moment of fear.