When Dean is turned into a dog by Gabriel and he needs to try and convince Bobby and Sam of who or what he is…hehe…and he isn't colorblind considering he is a human in doggie form. And I'm not sure if they really are or not.
Warning: This chapter is very LONG with some Destiel fluffy wingness in the end…also some angst with Sammy and finally…yes, I finally am starting with some Sabriel!
I apologize ahead of time for the Grammer and Spelling mistakes I'm sure are in here. Been too sick to really focus on editing it.
It's A Dog's Life:
. . .
Dean sighed as he opened his eyes. It felt too warm…like he was under a thick blanket in the summer. He paused when he noticed he was lying outside on the dirt, beside an old truck at Bobby's place.
He tried to skim his mind for the last thing he remembered. He was positive he did not drink that much. He clearly remembered sleeping on the couch in the living room.
He sighed and stood up and that was when panic began to rise inside of him. He knew he was standing up straight but his head only reached below the handle of the truck.
He quickly turned his eyes down and his heart skipped a beat when he saw small, furry paws. Yes, they were indeed paws. He jumped back to realize that those paws belonged to him. His heart was now pounding in his ribcage and he swung his head to stare behind him. That was when he saw the fluffy tail attached to his butt; his undeniable doggy butt.
That was when he shouted and screamed and began to panic, running around in circles because that was what his body was telling him to do.
Sam jumped up in his seat when he heard the bellowing dog. He placed his book down and darted his eyes to Bobby, who was also looking up from his own book and staring at the door.
Sam stood up and lifted the demon knife from the table beside him. He was very behind in hunting but at the moment, he was spending time with Dean and Bobby while Lydia went to visit her own family in California. He knew he could still take out a demon or two if needed.
Bobby followed suit, lifting a sawed off shot gun as they walked to the front door. Bobby gave Sam a nod as they swung open the door, ready to shoot the intruder.
Sam paused and let out a laugh when he saw a small husky pup running around in circles as though it was chasing its tail while bellowing and barking. Bobby rolled his eyes and walked back inside.
Dean paused when he noticed Sam standing in the doorway. He quickly ran over "Sam, it's me, Dean. I don't know what the hell is going on. I just woke up like this…you have to try and figure what happened…"
Sam smiled as the husky ran over to him and started barking. It was almost as if it were trying to talk to him. He could now tell that it was male…the thick coat of fur did little to cover that up. All in all, though, this was one of the most beautiful husky dogs he had ever seen. He was small and looked about just a little older than a puppy. He was mostly white but had dark gray and black patches on his body. He also had black on his face, with little white eyebrows shaped in a way that made him look evil.
"Hey there buddy," Sam crooned, kneeling down. He held out his hand "Come on, it's okay."
Dean paused when Sam spoke to him like that. He tilted his head in confusion and noticed Sam's eyes brighten when he did that. For a moment, Dean thought of Castiel.
"Sam," he said, trying to make his voice clear "I am Dean…your brother. You need to call Cas here or something." He felt a pang at that thought. Castiel was most likely still livid with him for what he did with Balthazar.
Sam felt warmth inside of him when the dog tilted his head in confusion before murmuring small little barks at him. He hadn't owned a dog in years and this one had no collar. He stared at the dog and was amazed to see that it had green eyes. He had never seen a husky-or any dog for that matter-with green eyes.
"Sammy," Dean groaned, earning another smile from his brother. He sighed and stared at the ground, realizing that to Sam, he just looked like a dog barking its head off.
Dean ground his teeth and felt a rumbling in his chest.
"It's okay," Sam said softly, holding his hand out again for the dog to sniff. It would be nice to have a dog running around at Bobby's house. He knew Bobby would pretend not to care but deep inside, the elder hunter would most likely like the little guy.
Dean sighed when he realized he would get nowhere with this. He would just have to find another way to send them a clue.
Sam reached over and brushed his hand over the fur on the dog's back. Dean almost jumped back but was rather intrigued at the way it felt. He shook a little…okay, that was weird.
He tried to walk into the front door when Sam opened it and was mad when it slammed into his face.
"Hey Bobby…that puppy is a stray…think we can keep it here? I think it'll be kinda' nice to have a dog around," Sam said as he turned to the elder hunter.
Bobby rolled his eyes "Sure…but if that thing craps on the floor one time, I swear were having doggie stew…and your buying its food and cleaning up after it."
Sam smiled, feeling giddy inside. He loved dogs so much. He walked back over to the door.
Once Sam walked inside, Dean sat there for a moment, trying to figure out how this happened to him. They hadn't been around any voodoo crap for a while so this wasn't making any sense. He wondered if Castiel would be able to hear his prayers as a dog.
"Castiel…it's Dean…I'm in a situation here and I really need your help…it's kinda serious, Cas," he added. Moment of silence…nothing.
He reared back when he suddenly felt a gust of wind. He narrowed his eyes at the culprit to see none of than the short trickster/archangel himself.
He was staring down at Dean and there was a glint in his eyes that made Dean growl…literally. He knew for a fact that this was Gabriel's doing.
Sam swung open the door and froze when he saw Gabriel standing there with a suitcase and the dog growling viciously, baring small, white teeth at the angel.
"Hello Sammy!" Gabriel said "I don't like your dog."
Sam half smiled "Don't call me that…and he just showed up here…which leaves me to wonder why you are here."
"Oh, just making good on my deal with Dean," Gabriel said, lifting the suitcase.
Dean stared at him in confusion "What are you talking about?" he asked.
Sam glanced down when the dog barked quietly at Gabriel, who was staring at the thing like it was a bug that needed to be squashed. Sam was feeling strangely protective over it.
Dean then remembered the deal. Gabriel was going to give him a million dollars if he fixed his wings for him…He got half of it but not the second half. He gave Gabriel a look, begging him not to tell Sam about him being able to see wings.
"He helped me out of a sticky situation for a million dollars," Gabriel said simply.
Sam crossed his arms over his chest "What kind of situation would an archangel need a human for?"
"Oh trust me…there are many things," he said with a suggested wink.
Sam lifted his eyebrows "Aw gross, I did not want to know that about Dean."
Gabriel smirked when Dean growled at him. He turned to Sam "Where is Dean-o anyways? I have his money."
"I got a text from him this morning saying he was going out with some chick and should be back later tonight," Sam said, recalling his text from this morning.
Dean glanced up at Sam in confusion. He sure as hell didn't write that. This was all some kind of sick joke and he didn't find it funny. He glared at Gabriel, who was suppressing the smirk on his face.
Sam reached out to grab the suitcase but Gabriel pulled it away "I'd rather give it to him, myself," he said.
"Well, like I said, he is out. So…you're gonna' have to come back later," Sam said flatly. He turned his eyes down to the husky "I'm gonna call you…Demon."
Dean growled, baring his teeth and he somewhat enjoyed the feared look on Sam's face for a moment. Dean was not going to be called something he despised.
"I was kidding…jeez…Blade," he confirmed. Dean straightened out slightly…he could deal with being called a bad-ass vampire slayer.
Gabriel had to put a lot of effort into not laughing. He knew that it was Dean inside of that dog and it made it hilarious "Why don't you name is Fluffy…he is quite furry," he said, putting in his two cents.
Sam rolled his eyes "I'm not calling him Fluffy," he said "Now, come back later when Dean is home."
"I think I want to stay," Gabriel said, relaxing his posture. Dean glared at him and before he could control himself, he pounced up and bit down on the archangel's hand.
Gabriel hissed out in the sudden pain before throwing Dean to the ground like a ragdoll.
"Hey, be nice!" Sam said, running over to Blade when he was slammed into ground.
"Me? That mutt just tried to tear my hand off," Gabriel said, pressing his lips together when Sam started to pet the dog's face.
Dean reluctantly pulled away from the hand rubbing behind his perked up ear. He instinctively wanted to push into the hand but didn't.
"Come on, let's get inside," Sam said, patting the husky on the butt.
Dean reared back, baring teeth at the touch. This was incredibly horrible. He had no idea why Gabriel decided to play this trick…he would have to find a way to let the hunters know who he was.
Sam lifted his eyebrows at the dog before walking inside.
. . .
Dean strolled around the house, glancing at his tail on occasion and fighting the urge to try and catch it. There was something about the fluffiness that made him want to go crazy.
Bobby watched as the dog paced around the house. Sam had gone out to get some supplies and Gabriel sat on the couch, flipping through the channels.
"There is something off about that dog," Bobby noted, placing his book down. He lifted his eyebrows when the Blade flashed his eyes at him with an almost human expression of interest. He shook off the strange feeling. They had done every test they could think of on this dog…he was just an animal.
Dean sighed as he realized Bobby wasn't going to pick up on it. The hunters were getting suspicious, though so that was a plus. He walked over to the couch and was about to jump up when Bobby shouted at him.
"No animals on the furniture," Bobby said stiffly.
Gabriel smirked as he stared down at Dean, who looked like he was ready to tear apart the entire house.
"That means you too, Gabriel," Bobby added in gruffly.
Gabriel laughed to himself. He liked the elder hunter…he had quite a sense of humor.
Dean ground his teeth and went to lie on the floor. For a moment, he just sat there, trying to think of ways to hint at who he was. He then realized something. He grinned inside as he glanced down to a certain area. There is one thing he always wanted to try.
"Aww gross," Bobby said when he heard a lapping sound. He glanced at the dog that was licking his genitals "Knock it off or I'ma' get them snipped."
Dean froze and darted his eyes to Bobby in fear. There was no way in hell that would ever happen. He would rather have his eyeballs cut out first…he would rather die before that.
Bobby felt something stir inside of him at the look on the dog. He swore the thing just understood what he said.
It literally took everything in Gabriel's power not to burst out in a laughing fit. Instead, he took a long breath and continued to stare at the TV.
Dean popped up his head as he heard the front door open. He ran over and was impaled by a series of scents. He could smell beef, garlic, potatoes, grease, bread, onions, cheese, mustard, ketchup…and he could smell pie. His mouth salivated as the sweet scent of sweet, deep red apples and cinnamon and nutmeg reached his nose. He could now understand why dogs begged so much.
This would be a hint. He lunged up at Sam, nearly knocking him over as he tore the bag from his hand. The paper ripped, sending a pile of wrapped cheesburgers to hit the floor. Dean pushed through the burgers to find the pie. He bit onto the cardboard box and held it in his mouth as he stared up at Sam, trying to give him one of the biggest hints. He loved pie…no normal dog would be able to resist all of the greasy burgers and go straight for the hardest thing to open.
Sam glared at the dog holding the pie. Without a thought, he smacked the dog in the butt with much force, causing the dog to drop the pie, cry out in pain and tuck its tail between his legs.
Dean was surprised at how much that hurt. He was sure that would convince Sammy but he had to look at it if the roles were reversed. He would just think it was a dog trying to steal food.
"Bad," Sam said, pointing at Blade.
Dean ground his teeth and let out a low growl as he started to pace again. He glared at Gabriel, who was just too amused with the situation.
"I think we should get him fixed…might calm him down some," Bobby suggested to Sam, who was picking up the food from the floor. He was glad that the burgers could at least be salvaged.
"No way," Sam said, shaking his head "I would never do that to anything. How would you feel if someone snipped your manhood?" he glanced at Bobby, who seemed to shrink away.
Dean couldn't have been more proud of Sammy for that. He smiled at his brother, glad he was being sensible.
Sam stared at the dog, which seemed to be smiling at him…like legitimately smiling. Something seemed so familiar but he couldn't put his finger on it.
He shook it off and walked over to the counter, placing down the damaged food. He pulled a tin bowl from the grocery bag and a bag of Purina Dog Chow. He poured some food into the bowl and placed it on the floor in front of Blade, who was sitting there.
Dean stared at the small brown chunks in the bowl. They smelled bland compared to the scent of fast food that was filling the entire house.
He sighed and walked away. He was not going to eat dog food. He plopped down on the floor as Sam shrugged and walked out to the car. When he came back in, he was carrying a large, navy blue dog bed. He placed it on the floor and leaned down, patting it "Blade…come on," he said.
Dean stared at it with distaste…though it would be more comfortable than the dirty floor. He sighed and slowly walked over. He surprised himself when he sniffed the bed before laying on it. He groaned at the plush and velvet-like material.
Sam smiled before lifting the small dog into his arms.
Dean almost panicked when those gigantor hands literally closed around his entire stomach, thumbs touching over his back and fingers touching on his stomach. Was he really that small or were Sam's hands really that friggen huge? He fought against the hold, not liking the idea of being held.
Sam whispered softly as he tried to calm Blade down, who was thrashing about in his grip. He then closed the small dog into his arms like a baby.
Dean had thought he had seen and done everything but never had he imagined being cradled in his little brother's arms like some friggen baby. He gave up his attempts to get away and instead took this moment to try and give Sammy another hint.
Sam smiled when Blade finally relaxed and lay still. Blade's emerald eyes then met his and for a moment, Sam felt recognition again. It was eerie the way the dog was staring at him as if he knew him.
Gabriel took that as a notice and walked over, taking Dean into his arms. He smirked as he used his grace to keep Dean controlled.
Dean wanted to growl and bite and scratch and tear Gabriel's stupid face off but he realized he was immobile. Instead, he kept a steady glare 'I swear I'm going to tear your stupid feathers apart,' he thought maliciously.
'Good luck with that one, Dean-o' Gabriel's voice sounded in his head.
Dean perked his ears 'You can hear me? Seriously? What is wrong with you?'
Gabriel glanced over to Sam as if asking permission to hold the husky longer.
Sam nodded, more intrigued by the way Blade seemed to calm down with the archangel now. He wasn't going to question it…he was just glad that the dog was getting familiar with his friends.
Gabriel smiled and walked over to the couch, taking a seat as he held Dean, who was sending mental images of everything he wanted to do to kill him.
'Oh Dean, that turns me on,' Gabriel thought into his head.
"Gabriel…I have a question. I know I won't get a straight answer from neither Dean or Cas so I figured you would be blunt about it," Sam suddenly said.
Dean perked his ears again in interest. What could Sammy want to know that he couldn't ask him?
"Shoot Sammy," Gabriel said cheerfully as he placed Dean down.
Dean took that as an advantage and ran over to Sam for protection…yes, he needed his little giant brother's protection for now.
"What is going on with Dean and Cas…something seems different with them," Sam questioned.
Dean felt his heart hammer against his ribcage. He prayed for Gabriel not to say anything…
"You mean their little love connection?" Gabriel said simply.
Sam lifted his eyebrows and Dean let out a growl.
Sam ignored Blade "Love connection? Wait…are they…together together?" Sam asked, honest curiosity in his eyes.
Gabriel smirked and nodded "Cassie is head over heels for Dean-o…I mean, it's obvious," he said "they have been all lovey almost since they met…don't tell me you didn't notice."
Sam shrugged. He didn't mind that Dean was with a man…he loved him no matter what. He just didn't like that the man was Castiel…he didn't want Dean to hurt the angel.
"Sammy, Castiel can take care of himself…besides, Dean has me to worry about if he hurts my lil bro," Gabriel said, invading Sam's mind.
"Stop calling me that," Sam growled.
Dean knew his face would be beet red if his skin was showing. He was heated that Gabriel was telling Sam all of this. Dean should have been the one to inform his little brother.
Sam nodded and stared down. He hoped Dean wouldn't hurt Cas. As much as he had screwed up in the past, everyone made mistakes and Sam barely blamed Castiel for doing what he did. He was glad Dean was in love, though. He deserved it.
"You deserve someone too, Sammy," Gabriel said, ignoring the younger hunter's request to stop calling him that.
Sam glanced at him with wild eyes "Please stay out of my head!"
Gabriel fake pouted "Your thoughts are too loud to ignore," he said "What has you so upset?"
Sam tried to stop the thoughts from blaring but they did anyways and he knew Gabriel could hear each one. They just started to surface…what he had known for a while now. Lydia had told him that the baby was not his. It belonged to another man whom she had a one night stand with. Sam had tried to believe it was a lie but it made sense. He and Lydia hadn't been 'together' for weeks before she had become pregnant. He had hoped at the time that she had just started symptoms late but no, the dates matched perfectly to when she had left on her business trip.
Dean stared at Sam, wishing he could scream and shout and ask what was wrong. He knew it had to be bad because Gabriel's grin faltered and his face became solemn for a moment.
"Sammy, you shouldn't have to go through that," Gabriel said, reading Sam's mind about wanting to father the child. He was in so much emotional pain that now all Gabriel wanted to do was serve that whore her just desserts next.
"I don't want her to have to raise it on her own," Sam said, his heart clenching. He had no idea why he was spilling these feelings out to the friggen Trickster who hurt him over and over again with hesitance. Why did he think he would even care…no, he didn't care at all. Sam knew that.
"Stop thinking like that or I will show you exactly how I feel," Gabriel said firmly, smiling warmly to the younger Winchester that sat on the couch across from him.
Dean was picking up on it…he knew from the pained look on Sam's face. Lydia's child was not his…biologically speaking. He was also heated that Sam never told him about it. He was telling friggen Gabriel before him?
Dean didn't wait another moment as he felt a pang at the look on his little brother's face. He sighed, knowing he was going to regret this. He jumped up slightly, pawing at Sam's leg as if to comfort him.
Sam smiled slightly when he noticed Blade's green eyes filled with comfort. He lifted the dog up onto his lap and let out a small laugh when it lay down, curling slightly and staring at Gabriel as if to protect him.
Gabriel knew he felt something different for Sam than he did Dean…but he didn't honestly know what. He just knew that seeing that much real hurt and pain in those eyes made him want to tear a country apart. He knew he had caused that pain before but he was just trying to prove to him that he would have to go on without Dean constantly by his side.
This, no this was something entirely different and it almost made him want to throw him into another alternate reality to prove to him that raising that skank's child was a bad idea. He remained calm though and instead snapped his fingers to sit beside him.
Dean let out a growl but Gabriel sent him another thought 'I would suggest you leave this room immediately unless you would like to have your 'manhood' removed with a snap of fingers'.
Dean was appalled but decided not to leave. He would not, under any circumstances, leave Sam in this condition with that prick. He growled when he heard a snap of fingers.
He immediately looked down and was grateful to still have all of his body parts. He was heated though to see that he was in the kitchen with Bobby, who was cooking up some corned beef hash.
Bobby glanced down at the little dog and smiled. There was something about that little critter that had him freaked out and somewhat comfortable at the same time.
Dean didn't know what to think. Sam had just confessed a deep secret to Gabriel and seemed to enjoy the fact that the archangel was going to comfort him. He shook off the thoughts and lifted his nose in the air to catch the scent of garlic.
He glanced at the bowl of brown chunks of dog food again with disgust. He wondered if it would work…he walked over to the stove and stood just below Bobby.
His stomach rumbled and he took a deep breath before staring up at Bobby with the saddest eyes he could muster.
Bobby glanced down and his heart skipped at beat as those large, green eyes melted into pupils that were becoming larger with each second, the light catching them, causing a glimmering effect.
He gulped deeply and turned away. No, he was not going to fall for the puppy eyes.
Dean could see Bobby beginning to break so he let out the smallest whimpering sound he could make. He knew that he wouldn't even be able to resist that one.
Bobby dared another peek and his heart melted at the sad, large puppy eyes. He sighed as he scooped a large spoonful of the hash into the plastic spoon. He glanced around to be sure nobody was looking before dumping it onto a small plate.
"This ain't gonna' happen again, got it?" Bobby said to the dog, who was now jumping up, tail swinging around excitedly.
Bobby smiled slightly as he placed the plate onto the floor.
Dean grinned to himself as he lapped up the food. He didn't care that he could feel his tail swinging around. He then felt instantly bad again when he remembered Sam. He ran over to the living room again to find that only Sam sat in there. He seemed more cheerful and Dean was almost positive Sam was blushing. What could Gabriel have done? He quickly shoved those thoughts away.
He was about to walk in there when he felt a warm breeze wash over him. He spun around, ready to lash out at Gabriel but instead, he felt his tail begin to slam against the wall as it flipped excitedly.
Oh, Castiel was here. Dean had never been so happy in his entire life to see those electric blue eyes. He stared up at those glorious wings that were swaying softly in relaxation with the colors of a warm ocean sunset…azures against soft pinks and gentle orange, glowing in a yellowish blue grace.
Castiel stared down at the little dog that was watching him with bright eyes. He had never really understood dogs but he was always curious about them. Something seemed different with this one and he was almost positive it was staring at his wings.
"Hey Cas," Sam said, feeling strange suddenly with the full knowledge that he was in a 'relationship' with Dean.
"Hello Sam," Castiel said, turning those ocean blue eyes to the younger Winchester "Is Dean here?" he questioned, noticing something seemed different about the way Sam stared at him.
Sam bit down on his lip and shook his head "He said he would be back later," he confirmed.
Dean felt his heart drop when Castiel looked away from him. Did he not know? He tried the mental thoughts 'Cas, I'm Dean…down here…' he thought. Castiel continued talking to Sam.
'Helloooo?...Earth to angel?...Come on, Cas…Castiel…Cassiee…' he tried everything but his angel didn't seem to notice him. Maybe he knew…maybe he was plotting this with Gabriel. He felt a pang in his heart at that idea. Castiel wasn't going to forgive him…maybe he was coming here to tell Dean it was over.
Castiel paused midsentence when he noticed the sudden shift through his bond with Dean. He immediately felt hurt and sadness.
"Everything okay?" Sam asked Castiel when he noticed the slight head tilt and dazed eyes.
Castiel cleared his throat and nodded. He wasn't sure Sam knew anything about he and Dean being close so he wasn't about to blurt it out. He would just wait for Dean to return "Yeah…may I stay here until Dean returns?"
Sam shrugged "Do you have to ask?"
Castiel pressed on a smiled as he went to sit on the couch where he sensed Gabriel had been. He wondered what his older brother was doing here…perhaps visiting with Sam. Castiel knew that the archangel had feelings for Sam. He smiled slightly at that idea…of course he did not fully trust Gabriel with the Winchesters but he knew that if it came down to it, Gabriel would die to protect them…he had done similar before.
Dean felt hurt when Castiel continued to ignore him.
"Come here Blade," Sam said, patting his leg.
Dean glanced at him then back to Castiel, whose eyes were now staring off in the distance. Dean glanced at his wings and wanted to curl up in them. He didn't even care at the moment because he was a dog and Sam couldn't see them and that might be the only way to let Castiel know. He took a deep breath and jumped up onto the couch (with great difficulty).
Castiel shrunk back slightly as this small, furry dog jumped up beside him. He almost curled his wings in but stopped when he noticed the dog jump up onto his lap.
Dean felt giddy for a moment as all of his doggy instincts told him to lap every single inch of Castiel's face. He jumped up onto his angel and pressed his paws onto Castiel's chest before rolling his tongue across the amazingly sweet skin.
Castiel froze when the dog licked him. He could somewhat sense happiness in this creature and for some reason, he smiled. He couldn't help himself as he let his fingers run through the soft and silky fur as he allowed his one of his Father's beloved creatures lick him. He felt so happy he couldn't explain it.
Sam watched in amusement as Blade jumped onto awkward little Castiel and began to kiss him all over. He hadn't seen anything remotely like that from the dog yet and he felt a fraction of jealousy but that soon turned to a smile when he noticed the giddy look in Castiel's eyes. Okay, he hadn't seen that angel so happy before. He couldn't help a light laugh that escaped his lips.
Dean finally released Castiel and decided to curl up into those soft, silky, warm and tingly feathers that lay upon the couch. He curled up into a little ball in them, absorbing in his angel's scent and warmth.
Castiel smiled as he curled his wings around this little dog. He felt instantly connected to it in a way he couldn't describe. He was debating on asking Sam if he could keep him.
Sam watched for a moment before deciding to go outside to get some fresh air. He felt so different. After those few minutes with Gabriel…he didn't know. Something about that archangel made him forget all of his worries. He knew he shouldn't have to raise a child that wasn't his. Lydia had been unfaithful and would continue to be so. He knew that all along but just hearing it from someone like Gabriel made it seem more real. He wished the archangel hadn't left in such a hurry. Sam sighed as he leaned onto the truck in front of Bobby's. The sun was beginning to set and a glimmering caught his eye.
He knit his eyebrows when he noticed that the glimmering belonged to the 67 Impala that was parked behind a group of vehicles and he noticed that it was in the exact same place it had been the night before. Dean never left anywhere without his baby. His stomach dropped.
Dean rolled over and Castiel beamed as he sent his feathers to tickle over the dog's furry belly. Dean made weird dog noises as those wings trickled over him, sending waves of euphoria and joy. He pawed lightly as the feathers, loving the way Castiel's blue eyes gleamed at that.
He could see purples begin to spread into the white and suddenly, his mind whirled with an idea. He jumped up, causing Castiel to pull his wing back in wonder.
Dean hopped off of the couch and ran over to his bag that was placed on the other side of the loveseat. He had never been so glad to have left it open.
Sam ran into the house "Bobby, Dean's car is still here…he never left," he said quickly, causing Castiel to jump up.
Castiel felt something inside of him…fear…incredible fear.
"What are you talking about?" Bobby asked, stomping through into the living room.
Dean sighed…great…now that he knew how to get at least someone's brain to work, they were all suddenly concerned.
"Great job…and you call yourself hunters," Dean muttered to himself. He dug through the bag until his eyes set on the deep purple feathered rose that Castiel had made for him. He gently pulled it out, careful not to put too much pressure on the stem as he held it in his teeth.
"Did you call?" Bobby asked.
"I just did outside! He isn't answering," Sam said, his heart racing.
"Maybe some girl picked him up," Bobby offered, knowing it didn't sound right.
"You know…" Sam's voice trailed into background noise as Dean ran over to Castiel, who was staring blankly ahead as if trying to concentrate on something.
Castiel didn't know what to think. He knew Dean was in no danger…he could even sense that Dean was really happy at the moment…but something seemed off. He glanced when he heard a whimper and felt a paw brush his leg.
His stomach flipped when he met those large, emerald eyes…those eyes…he then recognized the rose as the little doggie placed it by his feet. It all hit him then…he didn't know how he didn't notice it before. He smiled as he stared down at Dean inside that fluffy little body.
Dean felt his tail beat across the ground as recognition formed into Castiel's eyes. Those blue orbs lightened.
Castiel lifted Dean into his arms and mentally pushed past the wall Gabriel no doubt put up so he couldn't hear Dean's thoughts.
'Dean?' Castiel sent.
Dean took another lick across Castiel's cheek, knowing he would not be able to do that again once he was in his normal body. He sent a thought back 'Yes, it's me. I'm so sorry Castiel…I love you…I'm so sorry.'
Castiel smiled and he glanced at Sam and Bobby, who were walking into the study, still talking. He then took a deep breath and pushed his grace through Dean.
Dean exhaled loudly when his body grew and suddenly, he felt cold as his bare feet were on the wooden floor and his naked body was in Castiel's arms.
His eyes widened but Castiel smiled warmly and Dean suddenly felt clothing over his body. He smiled as he pulled Castiel into a tighter hug. He never wanted to let go…he never wanted to even look at another angel again.
Sam closed his phone, annoyed when it went straight to voicemail again. He and Bobby then walked back into the living room.
Sam froze when his eyes set on Dean and Castiel standing beside the couch, holding each other tighter than he would have thought humanly possible. He noticed a purple rose in Dean's hand and he could see that neither of them even noticed any other presence.
He then wondered where in the world Dean just came from. As much as he didn't want to interrupt, he was about to flip. He cleared his throat "Um…excuse me guys?"
Castiel quickly pulled away, retracting his wings as a look of fear settled on his face. He gave Dean apologetic eyes as he knew Dean didn't want Sam to know about them.
Dean smiled reassuringly before brushing his thumb over his angel's cheek "He knows," he whispered before turning to face his brother and father figure.
Sam and Bobby both appeared wildly confused.
"W-where were you?" Bobby blurted out.
"I was here the whole time, you morons," Dean said "If only you used your brains, you would have gotten the hint."
"What hint? And how were you here?" Sam questioned, feeling lost.
"Blade," Dean said flatly.
Sam glanced at Bobby and they both sighed in relief that Dean hadn't been in trouble.
"I went right after the pie…" Dean said.
Sam suddenly flushed in embarrassment at everything he did. Cuddling the doggy…crooning to it…holding it…it was Dean the whole time. He then felt another wave as he realized that Dean had heard everything that was going on between him and Gabriel.
"Don't worry about it right now Sammy…we'll talk about that later," Dean said as if reading his mind.
Sam nodded "I'm glad you're okay, man," he said "Gabriel did it, huh?"
"Who else?" Dean asked, annoyed.
Castiel furrowed his eyebrows. For some reason, he wasn't even mad at Gabriel for that one. It was much better punishment than he knew his brother was capable of dooming Dean to.
Bobby wasn't surprised at all to see Dean and Cas up in each other's business. It was bound to happen sooner or late. He narrowed his eyes at Dean "Your nasty, boy," he said, recalling the dog licking his junk "lickin your junk right in front of me."
Dean flushed scarlet when he felt eyes on him "Don't say you wouldn't do it if you could," he said, defending himself.
"Friggen idjit," Bobby muttered, shaking his head as he walked into the study.
Sam shook his head and walked away as well.
"What?" Dean asked as he watched them leave.
Castiel cupped Dean's cheek and Dean turned to stare into those blue abysses. He instantly left lost in them and closed his eyes as he rested is face on his angel's shoulder. He learned his lesson…he would never kiss anyone else ever again. Just Castiel…he smiled as he thought about how Sam and Bobby knew now. That would make things easier…all he had to do now was make sure they didn't know he could see wings.
Soooo….whatcha' think?
I'm going to be writing a separate story about BOTH Dean and Sam turning into dogs and it'll be about their journey home to Bobby's…sound familiar? Homeward Bound? Haha. Cannot wait to write it. I'll write when its posted on whatever chapter I happen to be on at the time.