Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters, I do however own Annie and Binx
A/N: This chapter is a sappy/humor mix. It's chapter's rather short as well. Shortest yet, actually. It's just a filler until I write up Shadow. Annnd, I slept in today and then fell asleep around 2:30 this afternoon and didn't wake up until 6 pm. My sinuses are bothering me and Benadryl knocks me out when I take it (which is my sinus med at the moment because Zyrtec is OTC now, which I find stupid. HaHa) Anyway, done with the rambling and excuses. But you gotta be happy I did get a chapter out today, even if it is rather short. -Kalli
Special thanks to tedith, vicki fan forever, SexySadie88, and of course mssammydean! Thank you so much you guys! :)
Hope For the Hopeless
Annie woke up to the feel of a solid body spooned in behind hers and the warmth of breath slowly puffing against the back of her neck. Biting her lip and grabbing onto his hand she tried to slowly slide out from his grasp, only to have his arm tighten around her waist and drag her back against his body.
"Okay." She breathed out quietly before lightly tapping at the hand that laid on her hip, feeling the body jerk awake behind her.
"Oh, God...Sorry." Dean muttered, shocked look on his face at noticing just how close he was to Annie.
He quickly unwrapped his arm from her and scooted back to the spot he'd went to sleep in. Annie nodded and cleared her throat, trying to hide her laugh.
"What?" Dean grumbled his voice still a bit deep with sleep.
"Were you, uh," Annie ran her fingers through her hair and bit her lip. "were you spooning against me?"
"No! No, I wasn't spooning." He shook his head furiously. "Dean Winchester doesn't spoon."
At Annie's chuckle Dean threw back the covers and climbed from the bed, huffing his way to the bathroom.
"I'm taking a shower." He muttered and slammed the door.
"He was so spooning." Sam chuckled from his bed.
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"So are you gonna open your birthday present or what? It's probably dead by now."
Annie looked up from her laptop and arched a brow. "Dead? Why would you get me something that would die?"
Dean set the same box as before in front of her and stared at her. "Well?"
"If you got me a fish, Dean, I swear to God...Don't give me that look! It's not my fault I forgot about Spot, but I did remember about him then."
"3 years later." Dean snorted. "There was no water left and this gross little lump stuck to the bottom of the bowl."
Annie narrowed her eyes and pointed at him before lifting the lid from the box, jumping back with a yelp as a kitten's head popped up. Her eyes filled with tears as she looked over the small black kitten then looked up at Dean. "You remembered." She whispered.
"Yeah. I remembered." Dean said quietly and picked the kitten up, holding it out to Annie. "Binx, right?"
She nodded and couldn't stop a few tears from falling as she looked at the little collar with 'Binx' scrolled out on the small nametag.
"How'd you hide him from me for the past couple of weeks?"
"She." Dean corrected. "Sorry, I know you wanted a boy Binx, but no sprayers in the Impala. And it wasn't that hard, what with you avoiding me and all."
Annie frowned and leaned forward into Dean. "I'm sorry, Dean, really. I am."
Dean shook his head and kissed her forehead. "No. I deserved it. I shouldn't have ditched you on your birthday, especially to do that. I'm sorry."
She nodded and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, pulling away and cuddling the kitten to her chest. "Thank you." She whispered with a soft smile.
"For what?" Dean husked out a little dazed from the simple kiss.
"Everything?" Annie shrugged. "For finally understanding and actually getting how I felt about the whole incident." She nuzzled the kitten's head with her nose. "And Binx. Do you think she'd mind if I started calling her 'he'?"
"Yes." He frowned. "You see, this is why we're never having kids."
Annie's eyebrows shot up. "Kids, huh? You want kids?"
"No. That's not what I--"
"Ooh no." Annie laughed and shook her head, holding the kitten up so it was looking at Dean as she made kissing noises. "You heard Daddy, didn't you?"
Dean stared at the animal wide-eyed. No way. No friggin' way. "No. Not happening. It's a cat, Annie."
"Sorry, you said kids. Well, this is our kid." She gently wiggled the kitten in front of him. "So, Daddy, hold the baby."
"I'm not doing this with you, Annie." He frowned and crossed his arms.
"Nope, you already said it." She shrugged with a grin. "Sorry, no takey-backies."
Dean grimaced and stared at the blue-eyed kitten swearing the damn thing smirked, but the look on Annie's face meant she wasn't going to stop pushing if he didn't just hold it. So he picked the tiny animal from Annie's out stretched hands and held it to him, an 'are-you-happy-now?' look on his face. Annie just smiled and pressed another small kiss to his lips as she'd done before.
Sam smiled as he watched as Annie curled up in his brother's bed, Dean coming out of the bathroom wearing just his boxers.
"What the Hell Annie?" Dean exclaimed as he pulled back the blankets to find Binx stretched out next to her.
"What?" She asked innocently.
He pointed to the kitten with a frown on his face. "In the bed? See that nice, 64 dollar bed in the corner, that I bought with my actual money? Yeah, that's for her."
"I was wondering what that was for." Annie spoke seriously, laughing softly. "She'll sleep better if she's with Mommy and Daddy."
"Yeah, well, put 'baby' on the other side of you, okay?" At Annie's head shake he groaned.
"I can't let her sleep that close to the edge of the bed! What if she rolls off during the night and hits her little head? She'll be slow for the rest of her life!"
"People would just guess it runs in the family." He muttered, grunting when she smacked him in the stomach. "Okay, she can sleep in the middle."
Annie smiled and moved the kitty closer to her as Dean climbed into the bed. Once he was settled Binx took that moment to go to her Daddy. She wobbled her way up over his arm and onto his chest, curling into a tiny ball right next to his heart. Annie 'aww'd and placed her head next to Binx on Dean's chest.
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Dean smiled at the kitten that was stretched out on his chest, gently running his hand along it's head. She was definitely the odd one out of the bunch. She had a short tail, almost like a stub. She had too-big ears that made her face look even tinier than it already was. But that was okay, because he found her cute and different than normal cats, which was good. Because nothing about their life was normal.
"Thinking of a way to off her now?" Annie asked coming out of the bathroom, towel drying her hair.
"No. Just noticing how cute she was." He replied softly looking down at bright blue eyes that stared back at him. "You know...except for the ears. A bit too big if you ask me."
Annie snorted and pulled on one of his sweatshirts. "Then she could pass as our baby."
Narrowing his eyes at her he cradled the kitty to him and climbed from the bed, going into the very small area that was supposed to be a kitchenette and pouring himself a cup of coffee.
"Where's Sam?"
"Went to get some breakfast."
Dean nodded and finished off his coffee, setting Binx onto the bed so he could get ready for the day only to have her jump down and run as quickly as her little legs would carry her after him into the bathroom.
"Would you find it weird if I wanted to dress her in baby clothes?"
"If you wanted to? No. If you did? Yes." He replied as he grabbed his toothbrush off the bathroom counter.
"So a 'no' on dressing her up?"
"Yes." He nodded after he spit and rinsed.
Annie giggled and sunk down into the seat a little, back in her normal spot between Sam and Dean, as Binx laid on her back and purred loudly when Annie ran her fingers over her little nose and under her chin. After a while the kitten wiggled away from Annie's hands and climbed from her lap over to Dean's. She rubbed her chin against his left arm as he drove wanting to get his attention.
"What are you doing?" He frowned, glancing down at the animal quickly before looking back at the road.
Dean's eyes went wide as the kitten stretched before curling in on itself high on his thighs, Sam finding the kitty's antics hilarious.
"She really likes you." Annie smiled and 'aww'd as the kitten started purring loudly as she drifted off to sleep on the warmth of Dean's lap. "You and girls, they just can't stay away."
Grinning Dean looked over at Annie. "Are you trying to tell me something?"
Annie frowned slightly and shrugged. "I'm still thinking Dean. Just give me a little bit yet, please?" She whispered and pressed a soft kiss to his shoulder as he nodded, a bit of hesitation, and placed a hand on her knee.
"So where to?" She asked after a while.
"Chicago."
A/N: I got the idea for the chapter title from "Hope For the Hopeless" by A Fine Frenzy. I thought it fit well. And I got the name "Binx" from two things, Hocus Pocus originally and that I've had three black cats now named Binx after the kitty in the movie (It's a long story, trust me). Umm, I should have the next chapter up tomorrow. :) So, fingers crossed.
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