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Hunger gnawed at Deans stomach like a burning fire, he opened one eye and scanned the room, sniffing carefully trying to pinpoint some food. Grumbling he rolled off his bed, stood and stretched, yawning loudly as he did so. He looked at the bed beside him and couldn't help but smile at the picture before his eyes.

Sam was curled up tightly, his body as large as a lions but trying to be as small as a mouse. Janet slept cozily next to him, apparently enjoying the heat Sams fur and body were providing. Sams large barrel rose and fell softly with his beast like breathing, his ears drooped lazily and he just looked like a giant puppy.

Dean chuckled lightly at the thought as he pulled on his clothes. Janet would be needing food as well and he didn't think raw steak would agree with her so well, so off to the store he would go. At the slight noise Sams head rose as he looked to his brother, he yawned silently, his large fangs gleaming in the dim motel light. He cocked his head at Dean and his tail thumped lightly on the bed.

"Where you goin'?" He asked sleepily.

"To get some food, you stay here and watch her, make sure no witches get her." Dean said pulling on his leather coat and popping the collar.

"First of all, where am I gonna go? And secondly, guard dog duty it is then…literally." Sam sighed at the thought and put his chin back on his paws, watching his brother give him a sympathetic smile then leave.

Minutes later Sam started to fall asleep again when the softest sound of footsteps reached his delicate ears. His head rose and he sniffed the air curiously, he didn't smell anything unusual, but something was off…

Suddenly something large, quick and blacker then night leaped through the window, sending sharp pieces of glass everywhere. Sam leapt of the bed quickly and landed on all fours, hackles raised and a angry snarl on his face, a panther with unnaturally black eyes stared back. He heard Janet scream and he tuned it out, he needed to kill this thing, and quick.

The two beasts circled one another, snarling and hissing loudly, batting steel trap like paws at one another. Sam outweighed the thing, but it was pretty damn fast. The light from the sunset streamed into the broken window, sending eerie colors over the battle. The panther suddenly lunged at Sams face and hit him full force, sending him back with it clawing at his neck and biting at his head. He scampered to get up, using his rear paws he pushed it hard in the middle and threw it across the room. Roaring he leaped across the room after it and they went sailing through the wall into the hall. Sam was now working on instinct, letting the wolf side of his mind fight this out. The panther jumped onto his back dug his claws in, Sam grabbed it by the scruff and flung it over his head and onto its back. Stunning it temporarily he took his chance and dug his claws into its throat, blood covering his paws. Breathing hard he released the thing, it lay still and unmoving in the dingy hall. Sam felt the wounds on his back already healing, his breathing began to slow and he started to relax again.

"Well, that was interesting…" His thought was cut off as he heard a growl rumble through the hall, looking down he saw the panther rise, its wounds completely healed.

"Uh-Oh…" It lunged with anger and hunger pushing it hard.

"Dean!"

Dean whistled to himself as he grabbed many items from the overstuffed shelves of the grocery store. He took the abundant amount up to the counter and the old clerk slowly started checking him out, she smiled softly at him and made general conversation.

"Oh, this needs a price check…"She said frowning, he flashed her a warm smile.

"That's alright, take your time."

Sam was bleeding from the deep claw marks that littered his body, his muzzle was ripped open and torn to shreds. The panther, however, didn't look much better with one ear half missing and chunks of flesh and fur missing.

The fight had stumbled into the front room, and everything in the tiny space was ruined. Sam was on all fours, head lowered and a menacing look gleaming in his eyes at this oversized cat that had dared come into his territory. This time Sam made the lunge right for the throat, he grabbed it in his powerful jaws and crunched down hard. The panther went limp, but from the other three times it had come back, Sam had a plan this time. Hold it down and wait for Dean, who had a gun with a silver bullet.

Dean could sense something was wrong as soon as he swung open the door of the impala, the scent of blood hit him strong, Sammys blood. He sprinted toward the door, mentally screaming at himself for not getting here sooner.

"Sammy!" He swung open the door and stepped back in shock of the sight before him, the room in a mess, blood everywhere along with chunks of fur and in the middle Sam pinning an amazing pissed off panther.

"Dean! Shoot it with silver! I can't kill it!" Dean reached for his gun and fired it quickly, making sure he avoided Sam for the gun was preloaded with silver for the just in case matter. The thing went limp and didn't move, Sam waiting for it to rise again.

"Wimp, couldn't even kill the big kitty?" Dean said looking down at his bloody pulp of a wolf brother.

"I killed it three times, it kept coming back!"Sam yelled in defense.

They both looked at the body and it suddenly shimmered and disappeared. Dean blinked in surprise and Sam growled in anger.

"Looks like the witch sent him, and he wasn't even a real kitty."Dean said meeting his brothers vibrant green eyes, which were narrowed in rage.

"I really hate witches."