Hello! I know that it's been forever since I last updated, and for that I am very sorry. Life got in the way and I have had a month of camping that was unplanned. Thanks to Reading Ella, 221bdeductions, guest, and mb64 for reviewing. Without you guys there would not be this chapter. This one shot is based off of mb64's request: I will suggest something Weechesters where they find a puppy, and Sam is heartbroken when they can't keep it. Hopefully big brother Dean will make him feel better though. Thank you for the suggestions, and I hope I did it justice. Without further ado, here it is! Reviews are very welcome!

Man's Best Friend

"One more lap, boys!" John shouted from his window. He was looking for cases, having just finished a simple salt-and-burn. Sam and Dean were training, and currently running the last mile in their five mile run.

"I'm exhausted" Sam whined ten minutes later. He was only ten years old, and his legs weren't long enough to keep up with his brother, nor was his endurance as strong. "Can we slow down?" He asked for the fifth time in as many minutes.

"Fine." Dean snapped, slowing down to a jog. He was frustrated that Sam couldn't keep up, and knew their father wouldn't be happy that they were taking so long.

"Hey look! There's something moving over there!" Sam exclaimed, pointing some ways ahead of them.

"It's probably just a squirrel." Dean sighed. Why is this kid so damn curious? He groaned internally.

Sam shot Dean his best bitchface and ran to go see what it was. Dean sighed but followed his brother, just in case whatever it was wasn't friendly.

"Dean!" Sam shouted. Dean ran up to his brother, who was crouched behind a stump, and immediately began checking for injuries.

"What?! What's wrong Sa- oh it's just a dog." Dean said, instantly relaxing.

"He's not 'just a dog'. He's perfect! Can we keep him?" Sam asked and looked up at Dean with his best puppy dog eyes. Dean's heart melted, he knew their father would never let them, but damn did he want to let Sam keep the dog anyways. But he knew he couldn't.

"Sammy, you know we can't keep him. What do you think Dad'll day when he sees we brought home a dog?" Dean said gently. Sam's face fell and he buried his face in the dogs fur. Tears began to fall. Dean's heart broke when he saw the tears, but he kept his face blank as he said "Now c'mon, we need to keep moving."

Sam spent a few more minutes saying goodbye to the dog, then whispered something in the dog's ear that Dean didn't catch. Sam then rose and started running as fast as he could. Dean sighed and began to follow his brother. It was several more minutes before he reached the motel they were staying at. When he got in he saw Sam sulking on the couch, while their dad was getting ready to leave.

"I'm going out to get some food." John said without so much as a 'hello'. "Neither of you are to leave the motel. And pack up, because I found a case. We'll be leaving as soon as I get back. Understand?" John asked as he grabbed his keys.

"Yes, sir." Dean said as he moved towards his bed. John left and Dean heard the Impala pull out and leave. He knew there would only be time for one shower before their dad got back, so he decided to let Sam have it to make up for not letting him keep the dog.

"You go shower, I'll pack up." Sam moved towards the bathroom without a word. Dean heard the shower start, as he got to work packing up. Fifteen minutes later there was a knock at the door. Figuring it was his dad, he opened the door to find Sam standing there with the dog they had found.

"Sam! What are you doing! I thought you were in the shower!" Dean said, ushering Sam into the room. The dog followed close behind. "Dad told us both not to leave the house. And I told you already we can't keep the dog."

"His name is Max and I promised him I would go back and get him." Sam said settling down on the couch. It dawned on Dean that that was what Sam had whispered to the dog.

"Sam, Dad is going to flip when he gets home and sees-" Dean cut off as his dad entered the room.

"When I see what?" John said angrily. He looked around Dean and finally laid eyes on Max. "What the hell is a dog doing in our rooms?" John asked angrily, raising his voice.

"I found it in the woods when I went out for a walk and thought that Sam would like it." Dean said quickly before Sam could say anything.

"You what!? I specifically forbid you to leave the motel, and you know we can't bring a dog around with us! How could you be so stupid Dean!" John shouting, directing all his fury on his eldest. Sam had remained quiet through this exchange, but seeing Dean take all the blame made him speak up. "Dad no it's my-" "You stay out of this!" John said, cutting off Sam.

"Dean, you will have all privileges taken away from you. You will have an extra three miles and one hundred push-ups added to your training. You will also be put on gun cleaning duty for the next month. If you ever disobey me like this again, trust me when you say you don't know what I will do." John finished threateningly. "Sam, take that dog outside and let it go." Sam complied quietly. "And Dean, grab all the bags and go out to the car."

"Yes, sir." Dean replied, and hurried to do just so. When he got outside he saw that Max was nowhere in sight, and Sam was sitting in the back seat of the Impala. Dean winked at Sam and mouthed "Bitch." when he passed by his window. Sam cracked a small smile and mouthed "Jerk." right back at him. Dean put the bags away with a smile on his face. He may have gotten in humongous trouble, but it was worth it to put a smile on Sam's face.

A/N: Thanks so much for reading! Please please please review, it keeps me going :). I will be posting a one shot based off of the guests review next, so please stay tuned!