A/N: LeighAnnWallace, this is your chapter! And yes, I am a dog person. But I love all animals. Even snakes. Yes, even trou- wait. I am NOT having a Jay and Silent Bob moment in my A/N! Also, I'm wondering if anyone wants to toss me a human OC that I can use? Your OC will probably be killed off, be a waitor/waitress, or some other person like that. But, hey, look at it this way- if you've ever wanted to be inserted into a fanfic but didn't want to do it yoursefl, now's your chance. Aaaaand, I NEED a female 'cause I want Dean to go have sex. XD
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural. Whoa… Deja-freaking-vu, man! I think I've said that before… *reads other stories* Oh, I have. TA-friggin'-DA!
Warnings: Uh… Fuck. Obviously, just by that I'mma say 'Foul language'. Also, sexual jokes and shit like that 'cause Dean's in this story. (Shocker I know!) But… Umh… Violence? And… Uhh… Other stuff? Yeah. So there! The boys are more brotherly in my fanfic because that's the way they were meant to be! So, that makes this AU just by that but I figure you kinda knew it was AU 'cause of the hellhound factor. XD
Zeppelin had done well, that was for sure. She didn't even whine that much when Dean's cell phone rang, interrupting their training time, "It's Dean. Yeah, sure. We can make it back. Nah, it's cool. The case is important. We can bring Zeppelin this time and use her to sniff out what's going on." Zeppelin's tail wagged rapidly.
"Dude, she can change that. Yeah, I'll tell her. Sure. See you in ten." Dean shut his phone and pocketed it. He smiled at Zeppelin, "We need to go to a house and ask a couple questions. If you come with us you have to be a German Shepherd, okay? Police dog." Zeppelin nodded and wagged her tail the whole way back to their room.
As soon as the door clicked shut she was in human form. Naked, but in human form, "Ack!" Sam shouted, throwing his arms up to cover his face.
"What's wrong?" Zeppelin asked innocently, removing the collar from around her neck and picking her dress up from Dean's bed. She folded it gently and placed it inside his duffle bag.
"You're naked."
"Yes, I am."
"Why are you naked?"
"Because I am going to change shape but I wanted to put my dress away properly. Dean doesn't know how to fold dresses and I couldn't ask you." Zeppelin answered, smiling, "Why does that matter. I thought I looked attractive in this shape. Was I wrong?" Her eyes got a bit watery and she ran to Dean to hide herself behind him, "You said I was beautiful, Dean!"
"Huh, wha-"
"Sam thinks I'm hideous!" She wailed, dropping to her knees, her lower lip trembling.
"No! I didn't say that! I just asked her why she was naked and then she said that you can't fold dresses and that she couldn't ask me and then she said that she thought she was attractive and asked if I thought she was wrong and I didn't get a chance to tell her that she is very pretty but I'm just not used to women being naked around here and it threw me off is all!" Sam puffed, out of breath.
"Oh, got it." Dean said, nodding and bending to comfort the sobbing hellhound. He whispered to her for a few seconds before her face lit up and she nodded, smiling brightly. It made Sam's insides warm to see her so happy. It was also weird, seeing a hellhound burst into tears like that. Not often you could say you've made a hellhound cry before.
Zeppelin wiped at her eyes and face before she turned into a King Shepherd. She was pure white with silky fur and paws as big as Sam's face. (Okay, overstatement but the Samsquatch was having a hard time adjusting to this whole thing) Her fluffy tail wagged as Dean put the collar around her neck. Sam's eye got as wide as saucers as the collar adjusted itself.
"Hellhound magic." Dean explained.
"Oh. Right." Sam replied, like any of this was totally normal and happened every damn day. (Sam knew he was gonna get a headache from all this one day.) Dean grinned, patted Sam on the back, (damn those Big Brother Spidey Senses!) and walked with Zeppelin outside. Sam shook his head clear and followed.
They arrived at the house a few minutes later (thank god for small towns) and it looked like the whole family was there too. (bonus points!) Dean opened the backdoor to let Zeppelin out and didn't bother putting the leash on her when he motioned for Sam to come with him. They flashed their badges, offered an explanation for Zeppelin, and were escorted into the living room right away.
"So, these questions might seem a bit odd, but just bear with me." Sam said as he interviewed mom and pop. Dean was walking around with Zeppelin as she sniffed and sneezed at things. She really didn't like it when people just swept the dirt and stuff under the rug. All it did was cause allergies and make her sneeze. Not cool.
She smelt another being in the house. It was human, male, under sixteen years old, and… chubby? She sniffed again, yep, chubby. She followed her nose back into the living room, past Sam and Company, and into the kitchen area. There it- he was! She sat at the boy's feet, sniffing at his palms. /Itching powder./ She communicated to Dean. /He has itching powder under his fingernails./ With that, Dean nodded and began his terrible attempt at getting the kid to trust him.
"She only cared about two things, the Ming Dynasty, and bedtime." Dean tried to make a joke but the kid was not having it. Like, at all.
/Fail./
-Shut up. Like you could do any better.-
/In human form I could get this creature to do anything I wanted./ Zeppelin boasted, grinning at Dean as he kept trying to talk to the kid. /Try scaring him. Worked in the pit./
-I'm not gonna scare the kid! Okay, maybe I am.- Dean sighed, "I happen to know you're lying." The kid blanched, "So, are we gonna have to do this the easy way, or the hard way?" And just like that the kid cracked.
/Told you so!/ Zeppelin sing-songed as the three of them walked back out to the Impala. Dean ignored her. Or tried to. She kept singing that she was right and that Dean was wrong. She pranced around his legs, tail high in the air, and nose up as well.
"Sit!" Dean barked as his mental voice screamed the same. –SIT!-
Zeppelin obeyed instantly. She whimpered, rolling on her back to show her belly and neck in an apology. /Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry./ She said, rolling back over but keeping to the ground. Her tail was between her legs and her eyes were locked onto the concrete. /Sorry./
"Dean?" Sam asked, warily. They were earning stares. Again. Staying under the radar with a hellhound was proving to be difficult.
"Get in the car Zeppelin." Dean ordered, opening the door. Zeppelin jumped in, keeping her eyes down. She didn't make eye contact with either Winchester's. Not even after Dean had apologized profusely and brushed out her fur when they got to the motel room. She kind of ignored him, changing into her human form, getting dressed, and sitting in the corner of the room.
Dean sighed and grabbed his keys, "I'm gonna get us some food." He didn't seem to acknowledge that it was nine o'clock at night, "Hey Zep? You want anything specific?" He waited for a few minutes, only receiving more silence, before nodding to himself and leaving. The motel door clicked shut, giving off more silence.
"Zeppelin?" Sam ventured, kneeling in front of the hellhound. The poor girl's head was dropped down and tears were leaking out of the corners of her eyes, "What's wrong?"
"I…" Zeppelin raised her head and let out a long breath, "He's different. He's not who I remember but he's Dean still. And… there's these emotions inside me and I don't know how to get rid of them. This place is s-s-so confu-fusing and I just wanna go-o h-hooome." By now she was sobbing.
Sam reached out and gathered her into a large hug. She crawled into his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck and cried. Sam felt her ice cold tears drip down his neck and he couldn't find it in himself to care. This girl- and she was a girl, no matter what Dean said- was hurting. She was in a whole new place, with new rules, and new societal standards to learn, and she was suffering from homesickness.
"Hey…" Sam said, shushing her like an infant, "It's alright, you're alright." He rubbed soothing circles on her back, "We'll figure this out together."
"R-really?" Zeppelin hiccupped.
"Yes, really. You and I can get this all figured out. I can teach you everything you wanna know." Sam said, holding the shaking hellhound tighter.
"Thank you, Sam." She sighed, kissing his neck, "Thank you so much." Sam didn't respond, he simply carried Zeppelin to his bed and laid her under the blankets. He was going to go sit at the table and do some research but Zeppelin didn't let his shirt go.
"Please don't leave me…" She whispered, locking her gaze with his.
Sam nodded, stripped down to his boxers, and got into bed with her, "I won't. I won't ever leave you." He kissed her hair and let her snuggle up close to his chest. They both drifted quickly.
So, what'd you think? Is this gettin' good or what? Lol.
