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The boys had just finished with a case when Dean suggested the two go and grab a bite to eat before leaving.
Pulling up to a diner Dean shut off Baby and slid out, Sam shut the passenger door giving his body a well needed stretch before following his brother up to the diner door till a distressed voice called out to the two causing them to pause and turn seeing a disheveled woman make her way over.
"Please, you have to help me" Her eyes red and puffy from crying, bottom lip trembling with her arms crossed over tightly as if trying to protect herself from whatever caused her such panic.
The boys looked to each other, having a conversation with their eyes that was perfected over the years, Dean nodded and walked inside while Sam gently took her by the shoulder leading her inside.
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Once settled down, the woman who introduced herself as Sally, held a glass of water between her slightly shaking hands.
"Okay, so what seems to be the problem?" Sam asked, leaning forward slightly as his fingers interlaced with each other giving her a soft smile of reassurance.
"Actually before that, how do you know who we are?" Dean had his arms crossed as he was sat back, his eyes scanning Sally for any suspicion.
Sally sips her water slowly her eyes moving back and forth between the two brothers, slowly lowering her glass she spoke. "I was told about you, my cousin, you helped her family from a ghost," The boys looked to each other briefly, Sam nodding his head to let her know to continue. "I saw you two in town, I tried getting your attention but you move pretty fast for your size" She nervously smiled before sipping her water again.
"Right, so the problem?" Dean spoke, leaning over slightly.
Sally became fidgety, taking a deep breath. "We were having financial problems, could barely get by and with having two mouths to feed made things difficult," Her eyes began to water. "Our kids are our everything and we would do anything for them, anything" She tried keeping herself together, the boys became slightly tense having a feeling as if they knew what was going to be said next.
Sally looked at the two. "So we took a risk and made a deal with a crossroads demon" Tears spilled over her cheeks.
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The boys now sat in the living room of the Hemingway family, Sally had gone up stairs to check on her children, Sam and Dean took the time to talk about the situation.
"So, how are we doing this?" Dean looked around the living room, his gaze looked to the stairs before looking back to Sam.
"Well the hounds will be after Sally and Ross so wherever they are the hounds will follow" Sam rubbed the back of his neck, he was sort of at a loss at the moment.
"We better think of something because there are kids invo-" Dean paused as his gaze fell on the stairs, Sam turning to look back as well seeing two little kids peeking between the railings, a little girl and a boy. Sam and Dean smiled slightly, lifting their hands to wave making the siblings giggle and run back down the hall most likely back to their rooms.
"We need to help them Dean"
"I know Sam"
The two straighten up when Sally came down with her two kids trailing behind her.
"Lilly, Danny why don't you two go in the kitchen and grab a snack from the pantry?" Sally smiled at them as the two ran in the kitchen excitedly, Sally sat down across from the boys with her hands folded on her lap.
"When did you say your husband was to be home?" Dean leans forward, Sam looked to the kitchen watching as Lily and Danny tried opening their little baggies of fish crackers.
"He should be home any minute now, I was able to call him not to long ago," She brushed hair from her face, her eyes would glance back and forth between the boys and the door. "Have you figured out what we are going to do?" She glanced at them nervously.
"Actually, do you have any relatives or friends you can trust with your kids?" Dean questioned.
"My sister, she lives closer to town though" She looked to Dean.
"Once your husband gets here I'll drive you and the kids to your sister, come up with any excuse you can and once they are safe we drive back," Dean turned to Sam and gave him the keys. "Get a bag together Sam, you know what to grab" Sam stood making his way outside.
"And then what?" Sally stood, her hands ringing nervously together.
Dean sighed slightly.
"We wait it out"
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Once Ross arrived Dean spoke with Sam before leading Sally and the two siblings out and to the Impala.
"Will they be okay?" Ross stood next to Sam as the two watched from the living room window, the Impala pulling out from the driveway making its way down the street.
"Your kids will be fine, we just need to worry about you and your wife at the moment," Sam looked to Ross before going over to the bag filled with things the boys needed, Sam looked back to Ross. "We can only hope they don't send a whole pack" Ross' Adam's apple moved slowly as his face contorted into one of nervousness and fear.
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Dean pulled up into the driveway quickly turning Baby off, sliding out he looked around before quickly leading Sally back to the front door is when he heard them.
Hellhounds.
"Get inside! Sam!" Dean ran up, opening the door and as gently as he could pushed Sally in and shut the door his hand held out to Sam, the younger Winchester throwing over an Angel sword while Sam pulled free Ruby's blade.
"Take this and hide in your room, line the door and windows, we can't take any chances" Sam handed over salt to Ross, Sally had tears in her eyes trying to hold back the whimpers as her husband pulled her up stairs.
Sam ran over to the bag and pulled out two pairs of Holy Fire glasses and tosses a pair over to Dean.
"How many do you think?" Dean asked locking the front door as Sam made his way to the window looking out. "I don't know, maybe three or four you never know" The two jumped when a large bang caused the front door to crack slightly under the presser of the Hellhounds body.
"Shit" Dean backed up with the blade tight in his grip he was ready to salt the door when it finally gave way and a Hellhound snarled at the two as its claws dug into the floor, Sam pulled it into a headlock as Dean lunged forward stabbing the Angel sword threw its forehead, pulling away the two quickly looked to the door seeing no other Hellhounds yet the two looked to each other before hearing the back door smash open.
The two turned around seeing another Hellhound prowl its way around the kitchen before locking eyes with the boys. With a low growl the Hound lunged at Dean making the older sibling duck off to the left as Sam rams Ruby's blade into the Hounds skull making it go limp.
"Two, there should be more then two" Sam pipes in, the two knew Crossroad Demons don't play around, there had to be more.
Dean watched the back door while Sam watched the front but no other Hellhounds came making the boys feel slightly uneasy, Dean turned to Sam making the taller of the two shrug as he slowly made his way to the stairs to go and check on Sally and Ross. Dean looked around keeping his guard up when his thoughts turned to the Hellhounds the two had just killed the first seemed like any other Hellhound yet the second seemed a few sizes smaller then the first.
Whilst Dean was lost in thought he didn't hear the faint growl from in front of him before it was to late at the Hellhound tackled Dean to the floor with a loud thud making the hunter grunt, the Angel blade flew from his grasp, his other hand clamping around the Hounds neck trying to keep the snapping jaws from shredding his face.
"Sam!" Dean yelled as his hand pushed harder on the Hounds neck making it growl louder, Dean took notice this Hellhound was smaller as well much like the second making him confused.
"Dean!" Sam came bounding down the steps three at a time, his boots pounding hard with each leap and step as he watched his brother struggle, Dean used both hands to push the Hellhound letting Sam dig the blade in his hand into the side of the Hellhounds skull, helping Dean looking for any life threating injuries.
"I'm fine Sam," Dean brushed at his clothes, fixing the glasses on his face. "That makes three"
Sam sighed while running a hand through his hair.
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No other Hellhounds came after that causing the boys to be even more confused then before but didn't think to much into it, fixing hex bags for the couple and explaining that they would have to uproot themselves and move away.
Which now brings us to the boys who had been piled in the car and currently making their way back to the bunker.
"So," Dean started, his grip on the wheel flexed slightly before relaxing again. "You notice anything strange about those Hellhounds?" He side glanced at Sam for a brief moment.
"I did, but I'm sure it was nothing" Sam spoke up, slouched in his seat with a book in hand making Dean roll his eyes at how much of a nerd his brother could be.
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Bed.
That is all the boys thought about once they reached the bunker, Dean had left Sam to grab the bags causing the taller Winchester to 'Bitch Face' as he followed his brother.
"You can be, just the worst sometimes" Sam huffed out as Dean just waved his hand around.
"Yeah, yeah, nag at me once we get some sleep in" Dean made his way out of the room to have a much needed reunion with his bed.
Sam withheld the urge to throw a book at his brother's head, dropping the bags in the library table Sam sighed making his way out and to his own room for a nap.
|Three Hours Later|
Sam was the first one to wake up from his nap, running a large hand over his face rubbing the drool from his cheek and the crust from the corner of his eyes. Sliding out of his bed he ran a hand through his hair slowly standing, giving a good stretch to his body he made his way out of his room he didn't notice the little shuffling on the floor behind him, still in a haze between asleep and awake.
Making his way into the kitchen he pulls a glass from one of the cabinets setting it aside only walk over to the refrigerator pulling out a jug of juice, yawning slightly he filled his glass up and leans against the countertop sipping at his glass his eyes blinked a few times as he stared at the floor, his eyes locking with a vibrant pair of [Eye Color] ones.
Sam had to take a minute to process what he was looking at.
A Hellhound.
Sitting in front of him.
A tiny Hellhound about the size of a 4 month old Chihuahua.
The funny thing was...
Sam could see this one.
...
"Dean!"
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The two brothers now stood in the dungeon, the little Hellhound had been set inside a clear plastic bin in the middle of the room as the two watched the little hairless pup flop around the bin trying to get out.
"Okay, this is wierd" Dean watched as the little spawn of hell fire flopped around trying to jump out from the bin.
"It's a Hellhound no doubt but...we can see it and it's a puppy, this is something we have never seen before" Sam crossed his arms over his chest, his thumb rubbing at his bottom lip slightly.
"Should we call in Cas?" Sam looked over at his brother.
Dean's eyes never left the bin.
"Yeah"
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Once Dean had called in Cas the three now stood in the library the plastic bin now on the table, a sleeping Hellhound curled up in the middle of the bin.
"How did you happen upon it?" Cas watched the pup closely, it was shaped like any Hellhound, but none truly saw what one actually looked like.
Hairless.
Lean with slight muscle tone.
Smooth skin with hints of scales here and there.
Snake like tail.
"We don't know, we had helped a family from Hellhounds before coming here" Sam spoke up, taking a seat at the table.
Cas looked up at the two. "Did anything seem out of the ordinary?" The boys shrugged, Dean leaned against the table while crossing his arms.
"I mean, the Hellhounds we killed, the first was like any other Hellhound while the other two had been slightly smaller then the first, we didn't think anything of it" Dean shrugs again looking back at the bin.
Cas hums faintly to himself.
He lifted his left hand slowly, reaching cautiously in the bin making the Winchester brothers nervous.
"Cas I don't think that's such a good idea" Dean chuckled faintly watching as their angel buddy's fingers slip under the pup's belly gently picking it up, the little Hound huffed softly and stretched its tiny body as Cas used both hands to cup the little one's back as his thumbs gently rest on the pup's chest.
"It is a new born, few months old," Cas looked over to the boys. "Maybe the larger Hound was teaching the young"
Dean's brow pulled forward. "Wait, so that Hound was teaching them how to hunt?" Cas locked eyes with Dean and nodded.
"I would assume as much, like any animal parent would it's offspring" Cas added in looking back down at the Hellhound pup in his hands, Cas was slightly surprised by the bright [Eye Color] eyes instead of the usual Red.
Sam stood up making his way over to Cas. "But this one is so small, the other two had been twice the size" The three looked down at the now wide awake Hound still cupped in Castiel's hands, the pup yawned showing off pearly white sharp tiny teeth while stretching out its legs showing gleaming black claws.
Both, that with age, would become lethal.
"So what do we do with it?" Sam asked as the pup was now placed back in the bin, the little one was peeking over the top at Sam, making the taller male smile faintly.
"Gank it, it will be one less Hellhound to worry about" Dean said sliding his hands into his pockets.
Sam for some reason felt a sickening chill spread through his stomach, looking over to the pup that was now holding on the edge of the bin looking fully at Sam now.
"Dean.." Sam looked up at his brother, Dean gave him a look.
"Really Sam, it's a Hellhound," Dean huffed and pointed at the Hound pup. "Those things kill people Sam, they are not some cuddle buddy pet" The older Winchester was ready to do it himself when Sam stood and picked up the pup with his hands, making his way out of the room with Dean calling after him.
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Sam had ignored Dean's protests as he made his way to his room, the pup held in his large hand tucked away in his arm.
Closing the door and locking it Sam had sat down placing the pup infront of him on the bed.
The two simply looked at each other, Sam had crossed his legs with his arms hanging in his lap slouching slightly. The pup was sat down on its bum, legs sticking out sligtly as the pup's front paws rested between its legs.
"You'er not so bad, are you?" Sam whisperd slightly watching the pup sniff at his blanket.
Unknown to him what Dean was doing.
|Hour Later|
Sam watched the pup sleep at the foot of his bed while he had a book in hand that he meant to catch up on, of course the book lay forgotten on his chest, figuring Dean had given up Sam stood up setting his book aside. Giving the Hound one last glance Sam made his way out of his room with his destination being the kitchen for a drink and a bite to eat.
Which Dean took that as a chance to snatch up the pup and make his way to the dungeon.
|Dungeon|
Dean made his way in causing Cas, who Dean had called in few minute prior, to look in his direction.
Also the King of Hell that Dean had summoned before hand.
"Here, take it back" Dean set the pup down on the ground and used his foot to push it forward, Crowley looked down and smiled.
"Come here, little one." The pup barked and ran over to Crowley, the demon picked up the little Hellhound and gave the pup a scratch on the belly making the pup's tail wag happily. "Poor girl, has the Squirrel been mean to you?" Dean frowned crossing his arms, watching as Crowley babied the spawn of hell fire.
"Those things have genders?" Dean huffed out.
"Of course," Crowley had her belly cupped in his hand with his other hand in his pocket. "Now can you tell me how you happened to snag one of mine?" He eyed Dean.
"Don't know, the thing could have hid in one of our bags when we got finished with business" Dean didn't care he just wanted the thing gone.
"Who was the first person she made eye contact with?" Crowley asked, this little pup was to docile to belong to a demon.
Dean blinked a few times before running a hand over his face. "How the hell should I know and why does that matter?" Before Crowley could give a snippy reply everyone's favorite Moose had came in with a look of frustration on his face.
"Dean, what the hell?" Sam looked over seeing Crowley holding the little pup in his hand.
"Sam" Dean gave his brother a look of disbelief.
Crowley looked between the brothers a few times before his locked onto the taller of the two making him smirk, setting the pup down she looked up at Crowley before looking over to the boys.
"Little one, who is your master?" The pup wags her tail before running over to Sam and sitting next to his foot making Crowley chuckle.
"Well, well Moose" Crowley slid his other hand in his pocket.
"What?" The two look to Crowley before their eyes look down at the pup at Sam's feet.
Cas was silent the whole time watching the situation till he finally spoke. "Imprinting" The three looked over to Cas, the boys looked confused while Crowley just smirked wider.
"Indeed it is Feathers" Crowley chuckled.
Dean didn't like where this was going. "Imprinting, what do you mean?" Sam looked down and picked up the pup.
"That means our dear Moose, is now a proud parent" Crowley was having a good laugh, though on the inside he was a bit pissed he lost a potential vicious Hellhound.
"Imprinting, she now sees you as someone she can trust, usually to the first person they come into eye contact with" Cas spoke up.
Dean couldn't believe it, this was not happening.
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|Sam's Room|
Once they were able to calm Dean down and quit his complaining and demands for Crowley to take his mutt back, he stormed off most likely to his room or leaving the bunker all together to burn off some steam.
"Sam, will Dean be alright?" Cas asked as the two stood in Sam's room, the pup on his bed.
"He'll be fine Cas, Dean just needs time to cool down" The angel nodded, watching the pup walk around Sam's bed.
"Is this a good idea?" Cas looked back up over to Sam.
Sam sat down on the side of the bed and sighed, the pup came over and wiggled her way over Sam's thigh looking up at him with her tail thumping on the bed.
"I don't know Cas, but we trusted worse" Sam brought his hand up giving her chin a soft scratch.