Chelsea's Point of View
I was so scared, my mommy left me all by myself in this strange den. After she closed the door I started crying for her, she couldn't leave me in this cold place all alone!
"Mommy!" I whimpered.
It was really cold in here. I bit my lip, it'd be warmer if I became my other self. I was always warm like that.
I was crying really hard when I found myself no longer myself, but my puppy self. That happened a lot when I was scared…
I curled up on the dens floor, shivering against both the cold and in fear. That's when I felt it. My mommy and daddy always said our kind had a special connection, we would know when someone we really loved was in trouble. I felt my mommy leave.
I started whimpering and crying even harder, that's when I heard footsteps outside the car. I tried to stop whining so I could listen, but it was really hard.
It sounded like two boys, and they were bickering like mommy said me and my cousin always did. The snow crunched and I made myself smaller, I think these were the men mommy was talking about, but she said I had to be sure…
The door screeched open and I was staring up at a very tall man. I could see he had dark brown hair that was long and fell in his eyes. His eyes were a really pretty greenish gold, they reminded me of my daddys. He looked really surprised to see me, but he didn't seem mad. I couldn't help but whimper, then he called over the other boy with short spikey honey colored hair, he seemed kinda mad.
"Could this hunt get any frickin' weirder?" He growled.
I concentrated real hard like my daddy taught me, I was trying to read their essence like he said, whatever that meant. They were both good guys, I could already tell by that feeling he told me to search for.
"Dean, be nice! Your scaring it!" The tall one said in a whispered voice.
He crouched down so he was almost eye level with me, I wagged my tail but kept my distance. I was still scared…
"Come here, its alright, were not gonna hurt ya." He cooed softly.
I liked him, he was nice. I crawled forward a bit, and he smiled warmly.
"Come here, good puppy…" His voice was very calming, I was starting to relax and stop quivering.
I reached him and jumped in his arms. He laughed slightly and I wagged my tail even more, he liked me!
"Good girl, your ok."
"Sam, we can't keep a dog." That Dean guy rumbled, I wasn't so sure I liked him yet.
"Dean, this was what that wolf was obviously trying to tell us about, if it was some sort of shapeshifter or totem animal or whatever we should keep this one." Sam objected as he wrapped me up in his strong arms.
Dean looked at me with hard eyes, I whined softly. I would be a good girl! He shouldn't be mad at me…
"Fine, but if that thing messes in my car you are so dead." His eyes softened and he stroked my fur softly.
I yipped in excitement and startled Sam, he only smiled as he set me down. The ground was cold so I jumped back in the den, Dean smiled at that.
"Shes got good taste I see." He grabbed a shovel out of the trunk with Sam. Sam rolled his eyes and then crouched next to me to tell me something.
"You stay here, alright? Dean and I have to go finish something…" His eyes grew sad. I licked his face to cheer him up, Sam shouldn't be sad. He smiled softly and laced a large hand on my shoulder for reassurance.
"Its ok, we'll be back in a few minutes."
I whimpered as they left, but they said they were coming back so I believed 'em. I really like Sam and Dean, but I couldn't call them that…Only adults called each other by names like that. When I changed back I'd tell them that they are gonna be my Uncle Sam and Uncle Dean.
Sam and Deans Point of View
The brothers walked back to the spot were the Huntator and wolf had just died. Snow was softly beginning to fall in the midnight sky, the full moon peaking through the clouds and sending a silvery blue light across the forest. Sam shivered slightly and turned to his brother.
"So, you really won't mind keeping a potentially supernatural beast with us? I though you'd stick up more of a fight." Sam asked with questioning eyes. Dean shrugged and looked down, not meeting his brothers eyes.
"The mother saved us, the thing seems pretty harmless and we maybe able to use it to our advantage someday."
Sam raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth to ask, but Dean sent him a grin that made him stop.
"Dude, we could make her an attack dog! How cool would that be?" Dean said, clearly it was the first though when he saw her.
Sam rolled his eyes and smiled at his brothers odd ways. He looked ahead and stopped dead at the sight, Dean did the same.
"What the f…" Dean whispered softly as he observed the two beasts before him.
Where the body of the wolf had been now laid a young woman, her long blonde hair slightly covering her naked body, her icy blue eyes staring blankly at the full moon. Sam took in a shaky deep breath, this was that wolfs mother and she was dead. She wasn't just some random wolf though, she was a person who had died defending her child, leaving it clearly with Sam and Dean for some unknown reason.
Dean stepped forward with a hard look on his face and began digging through the hard forest ground, Sam came up beside them and did the same. Minutes passed of silence between the two, only the sound of hard dirt hitting the shovel and then sliding off as the dug deeper. Dean stopped briefly to catch his breath as Sam continued to dig.
"I don't get it Sam, she had to have known we were hunters when she put her daughter with us, but why? I mean if she is a shapeshifter then she would never have, am I right?" Dean started digging again and Sam came up for air.
"Unless they aren't evil, I mean not all Supernatural things we've met are evil. I think since she knew we were hunters she thought we'd be the only ones willing to accept her daughter, who is also clearly a shapeshifter…" Sam sighed and began digging again.
None of it made sense to either of them, it was true they had met some good supernatural creatures but not usually. Why then, would a shapeshifter die defending them and leave its young behind for them to potentially kill? Sam and Dean both thought this as they finally finished digging, Sam jumped out of the hole and pulled Dean up beside him. They carefully grabbed the young woman and laid her in the grave, both stared at her with sad eyes for a few moments before beginning to fill the deep crevasses.
When they had finished burying her they turned to the Huntator, who the gingerly lit on fire after being such a pain in the ass. Its scaly skin cracked and popped as it burned, the nasty scent of burning reptilian demon filling the forest air.
With confused thoughts and saddened hearts they headed back to the Impala once again.
"We have weird lives, ya know that?" Dean said in a gruff voice, disgusted by the scent of burning Huntator that still clung to his clothes.
Sam only nodded in agreement.
Chelseas Point of View
I waited just like my Uncle Sam and Uncle Dean told me to. But I wanted them to see my other self, it was much easier to talk to them that way. My pants and sweater I had tucked safely away under the seat after they had fallen off, I quickly put them back on and pulled my coat tightly around myself. Mommy told me to never leave clothes lying around for people to see, so I didn't. I listened to her just like I should. I heard Uncle Dean voice and bit my lip in confusion. Should I go see them? Like I greeted my daddy and mommy after work? That always made them happy, so I guess I should. I reached for the door handle, which was really high and cold. I slipped out and ran at Uncle Sammy with a smile, I reached him and wrapped my arms around his legs. He was really tall.
"Ahh, well hi…" He sounded confused, he didn't know my name that's why!
"I'm Chelsea." I told him quietly.
He smile warmly and turned to Uncle Dean, who looked really confused to, he seemed kinda upset as well. I released Uncle Sam and hugged Uncle Dean, I couldn't leave him out. I looked up and he was smiling now too.
"Chelsea, can you tell us what happened?" Sam asked me softly and crouched down beside me. I nodded and looked him in the eye.
"My mommy, my mommy said to stay here and wait for the two nice men to come back, She said that, that she might not see me for a while but that they would take care of me. I could trust them, and that they would help me find my daddy…" Thinking of mommy and daddy made me sad.
I felt my lip quiver and tears began to roll down my cheeks. Uncle Sam pulled me close and lifted me up.
"Its ok Chelsea, Dean and I will help you find your daddy. Its ok…" Uncle Sam whispered softly, my crying lessened as he made me feel safe.
"Uncle Sam?" I asked quietly.
"Uncle? I mean, yeah?" He said with a smile as he looked at me.
"Is Uncle Dean mad at me cause he thinks I'm gonna mess in his den? I'm a good pup, my mommy taught me to never make messes in nobodies den!" I said with a firm nod.
Uncle Dean let out a laugh and Uncle Sam grinned at me.
"No Chelsea hes not mad at you, he was just bein' silly." Sam told me as he pulled open the car door and sat inside.
I cuddled up against his chest, trying to get away from the cold. I started to shiver and he pulled his coat around me, then I started to fall asleep…
Sams Point of View
I had never thought Dean would so willingly accept a puppy, and now we come to find out not just any ole puppy. We walked back to the Impala, Icouldn't stop thinking about that poor woman, that poor mother…
That's when I heard the screech of the Impala door, I looked up to see a little honey blonde girl with shining blue green eyes running at me. She had to have been only four, not barely reaching my knees as she tightly wrapped them in a hug. I was taken aback, then it all came together. The shapeshifters daughter, this was her human side.
"Ahh, well hi…" I said with obvious confusion at the whole situation.
"I'm Chelsea." She said so quietly I barely heard, her voice so soft and sweet it melted my heart.
I turned to Dean, he had a "what the hell?" expression as he looked from me to the little girl. I felt Chelsea release my knees only to latch on to Dean. He blinked once and then smiled and looked down at her, he laid a gentle hand on her tousled curls in a loving way.
I crouched down beside her, we needed to find out exactly what was going on.
"Chelsea, can you tell us what happened?" I asked softly, not wanting to upset her, she nodded and bit her lip.
"My mommy, my mommy said to stay here and wait for the two nice men to come back, She said that, that she might not see me for a while but that they would take care of me. I could trust them, and that they would help me find my daddy…" Her voice got shaky and small tears began running down her chubby cheeks. My heart melted right there and then, I pulled her in a hug and lifted her up beside me. Never ever would I want this little girl to get hurt, I was now making it Dean and I's official job to protect her and find her Dad.
Deans Point of View
I watched my little brother step into parental shoes as he talked to Chelsea. The poor kid was now in the same boat that Sam and I had been shoved into, a dead mother and missing father.
"Its ok Chelsea, Dean and I will help you find your daddy. Its ok…" Sam told her softly as he held her close.
Damn straight we would. We didn't know the whole story, and I wasn't about to drop of this little runt at a orphanage, not only cause she was a shapeshifter and a wolf girl running around would probably cause panic….No, but because I also felt the need to protect this girl, it was pretty damn close on how I always felt I should protect Sammy. No, probably even more now, she was so fragile and small, I just wanted to hold her myself and tell her everything was going to be ok.
"Uncle Sam?" She asked softly, I cracked at him being called Uncle.
"Uncle? I mean, yeah?" He smiled at the oddness of it, but went along.
"Is Uncle Dean mad at me cause he thinks I'm gonna mess in his den? I'm a good pup, my mommy taught me to never make messes in nobodies den!" I burst out laughing, apparently she wasn't deaf or stupid while a pup, my heart tugged as I watched her smile at me and show a true liking for Sam and I. Or should I say Uncle Sammy and Uncle dean.
"No Chelsea hes not mad at you, he was just bein' silly."
I slid into the drivers seat and roared the Impala to life. I cranked up the heat and drove off, I'd glance over occasionally and find one of the most adorable sights I'd ever seen. Sam was falling asleep with this little blonde haired girl curled up tightly on his lap, her eyes closed as she slept as well. Her head rested against his chest, his arms wrapped protectively around her, warding of both warmth and harm.
I sighed happily, this had been a weird night, but I was sure glad it had come.
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