AN: Gooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! So sorry for the delay. But little brother decided to hog the laptop. Wah! Don't worry! For Christmas I might get a new one! Yay! I do hope so! I don't like using my mom's. Anyways. It's not even not even Halloween nor Thanksgiving and I've already seen Christmas stuff and a comercial...*head to desk* REALLY PEOPLE?! COME ON! Sigh. I don't get the world honestly. But I do find it cute that some people are already Christmas shopping and baking. Never too early to start I suppose *shrugs* Speaking of Christmas, fun fact! I was suppose to born Christmas Day but came the 18th. I was also born between 8-9 pm during a snow storm! So it was literally a dark and stormy night when I was born. Neat right? Also, sometimes my friends and family since my birthday is so close to Christmas, they would wait until Christmas to give me my birthday and Christmas presents. They still do! Speaking of which. People have been asking what I would for Christmas...I don't know. I haven't asked Santa for anything really since I was 13. Not because I don't believe or anything. I always gave up my Christmas for my siblings so they can have a good one. And Santa does visit me anyhow and I'm always happy with what I get. I'm not picky or anything. Anyways! When we left off! Sammy made a deal! No! Bad Sammy! And now he's a Hellhound...oh shit...

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Lorenza453-He so would! He would be so cute and such a puppy!

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Meet the new Sam

"Sammy?" Dean asked.

Sam barked happily. Dean finally got it!

"Alright. I'm either dreaming or really drunk." Dean said.

He tested both theories and he wasn't either. He was wide awake and sober.

"Alright we need to talk. Bark once for yes, two for no. Got it?" He asked.

Sam barked once.

"Good." Dean said. "Sammy, now don't you dare lie, did something hurt you and put a spell on you?"

Sam barked twice.

"Okay. How about curses? Black magic?" Dean asked.

Sam again barked twice.

"Alright. How about a deal?" Dean asked seriously in a dangerous tone.

Sam whined a little and barked once.

"A deal? You made a deal? Sammy what the Hell were you thinking!?" Dean yelled.

Sam whined and put a paw on Deans leg, which made Dean jump. Sam had forgotten he was invisable.

"Sammy why?" Dean whispered brokenly.

The last thing he wanted for Sam to do was to make some kind of deal. But yet since he told Sam about the deal, he worked tirelessly to find a way to get Dean out of his deal and found bupkiss.

Dean got up and left the room. Sam whimpered. He wanted to follow Dean but knew it was a bad idea. So instead he went to a corner and laid down. He closed his eyes and waited for Dean to return.

Dean was sitting on the hood of the Impala trying to calm down. His little made a deal and was now a Hellhound.

"Dammit Sammy. What the Hell?" Dean swore.

He probably should back in and let Sam know while he was upset, it wasn't really towards him. He was more mad at himself. Mad for not protecting Sam, making the deal that made him desperate to save him, and finally cracking and making his own deal. Now he had a Hellhound for a brother.

He got in the Impala and drove off. He was going to need some stuff to take care of Sam with.

Back in the room

Sam had lightly dozed. He startled when he heard the Impala drive away. He whined and layed back down.

He hoped Dean came back. If not tomorrow he would leave. He was glad they had packed their stuff early.

He tried to doze back off back it didn't really work. So he laid there just staring at the wall.

After about an hour

Dean had returned and Sam had fallen asleep. He could hear snores coming from the corner of the room.

He grabbed the holy oil and a pair of cheap glasses he bought and went outside. He pour a little holy oil on the ground and lit it on fire. He remembered his father telling him if he came face to face with a Hellhound they would be invisable to him, but they could use holy oil and fire to see them. After the fire was lit he ran the glasses through the fire and they glew.

He put out the fire and went back inside. He put the glasses on and looked around the room and found Sam.

Sam was huge! If Dean guessed he would think Sam was shoulder height on all fours. He also demonic wolf like features. All the Hellhounds he's seen in books and such they didn't look like that.

'Maybe Sam's a rare breed?' Dean thought to himself.

Sam snorted and stretched.

"Hey Sammy. You awake?" Dean called.

Sam whined and looked at his brother. He tilted his head in confusion.

"Oh the glasses. These are special 'Dean Winchester's see all eye wear!'" Dean said proudly.

Sam snorted again. But wagged his tail and gave his brother a look.

"Yes I can now see you. Damn your huge." Dean said.

Sam barked mischeviously.

"Damn hound." Dean muttered.

After lunch Dean packed the rest of the stuff and they had another problem. Sam's too big for the Impala.

"I wonder. Sammy? Think you can keep up with the Impala?" Dean asked.

Sam tilted his head and wondered the same thing. Never would know if he didn't try. He barked once and followed Dean.

He ran right next to the Impala as they headed to Bobbys. Dean and Sam were both shocked he could keep up.

When they got to Bobbys, Sam was dying for a nap. He panted for breath. While it was fun to run like that, he wasn't use to it and he was really tired.

"You okay buddy?" Dean asked.

Sam panted and whine a little.

"Yeah I bet your tired." Dean said. "Let's get inside."

Dean gethered their things and they headed in. Bobby greeted Dean and asked where Sam was and whipped out a shot gun.

"Boy. Get the other guns. We got a Hellhound." Bobby growled.

"Bobby don't!" Dean shouted.

"Why?" Bobby asked.

"Because that Hellhound's Sam." Dean said.

"What the Hell?" Bobby asked.

"Sammy made a deal. He made a deal and he's now a Hellhound." Dean said.

"I need a drink and a damn explaination." Bobby grumbled heading to kitchen.

Whew! Done! Yay! You guys were lucky I got this out tonight! Lucky devils! :)

Until Next Time! *sleeps a week* So sleepy.