Prompt: Dean gets turned to a dog by a witch.

Bark. You groaned and rolled over. You were too tired to even wonder where it had come from. Bark. Bark. Bark. As sleep left you, you suddenly noticed that the barking was closer than you'd first imagined. Bark. A slimy liquid covered your face and you gasped, completely waking up. A german shepard sat on the side of the bed. "Hey," you said to the dog. "Could you keep it down?" You put your head to the pillow again only to have the dog nudge you.

You stood up. Why was there a dog in your bed. "Dean?" You called out. Bark. "Shh," you scolded the dog. "You're going to wake up the other guests." You looked for Dean in the bathroom all while the dog followed you around.

"Stay here," you instructed the dog. The german sheppard cried as you closed the door. You walked to Sam room. You looked over to the parking lot to see baby still parked there. "Hey, Y/N," Sam said when he opened the door.

"Hi, Sam. Um, how's your morning?" You sheepisly asked.

"Good," he said, confused. "How's yours?"

"Alright. Except there's a dog in my room and Dean's missing."

"What?" Sam asked.

"Dean's gone and there's a german sheppard in my room."

Sam followed you to your room where the german sheppard had Dean's jacket in his mouth. "Don't do that! Dean's going to kill you if you ruin his jacket," you said, wrestling the dog for the jacket. After much tugging, he just let go in the middle of one of your pulls to have you fall backwards. You glared at the dog.

"Uh, Y/N?" Sam asked.

"Yes?"

"We should probably start looking for Dean."

Bark. Bark. Bark. "Shush! Yeah, let's do that. What happened in the last 24 hours that could give us a clue to where he is?"

"Um, we woke up yesterday. Had breakfast at the diner. We killed that witch. Went to bar. Did he say anything to you?"

"No. You?"

"No."

You guys were stumped. Your eyes gazed around the room, trying to find something that could help you. Your eyes found their way to the dog and then you saw his head. It jolted a memory in your mind of the night before.

You smiled at Dean's tired features. You looked at his lips, eyes, and hair. You noticed that right next to his ear there was a piece of hair that was shorter than the rest. Really short. You brushed the patch of missing hair and decided to ask about it in the morning.

There was a patch of missing fur on the head of the dog. "Dean?" You asked the dog. The german sheppard barked and wagged his tail. He went up to you and licked your hand. "That's Dean," you said, looking at Sam.

"Dean? The dog? How- Oh. The witch," Sam said. You both looked at Dean.

"I'll go call Bobby," Sam said, rolling his eyes and leaving. You watched him leave and then rushed to Dean.

"You're so cute," you said, sitting on your knees in front of Dean. You waited for his permission and then he laid his head down on your lap. You petted his head and giggled to yourself.

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"Find anything?" Sam asked from the table. "Nope," you replied. Dean laid on your lap and the book was positioned on him so you could read it. "Take a break. Go take Dean out on a walk or something," Sam joked.
Your eyes widened. "Dean! You wanna go for a walk!?" His ears perked up and he jumped out of the bed. "Yeah! Let's go," you grabbed a waterbottle and headed out.

As you turned around the corner, a little girl and her mother walked towards you guys. "Puppy!" The little girl shouted and ran towards Dean. Dean stopped and looked in horror as the girl ran to him. He backed away a little before the girl hugged him. He sat frozen. You brust out laughing.

"Emily! Emily, get away from that dog! He'll bite you!" Her mother said, and hurried towards her daughter. She grabbed her daughter by the arm and dragged her from Dean. "That was dangerous," she told her daughter. "That mutt could've had ticks or something. Probably doesn't have all his shots, too."

Dean growled at her figure that walked away. You went down to his level and petted him again. "Don't listen to her. You're a cute doggy. You've got all your vaccines as well. Pedigree and all," you said. He still glared at the lady and for a moment you thought he might attack her. "How about some pie?" He wagged his tail and you took him to the park after you'd purchased the pie.

He gladly ate the entire pie on the floor next to you. You texted Sam saying you may be a little late. Dean looked up at you with cherry filling around his snout. You giggled and grabbed a napkin to wipe it off. He fought against it but you finally took off the cherry filling. "You love me," you told him as he appeared to glare at you.

"Wanna play fetch?" You asked him. "Please," you begged when he had an uninterested face. He stood up and you waved a stick around. He instantly watched the stick with so much emotion and chased after the stick. He brought it back and happily gave it to you. You raised your eyebrow. "You want it boy? Go get it," you threw it as far as you could and watched in delight as he chased after it.

Until you saw the stick fall in the dirty pond. "Dean, no!" You shouted when you didn't see him decreasing his speed. He jumped right into the pond and swam to the stick. He disturbed a family of ducks as he tried to get out of the pond.

"What were you thinking?" Dean dropped the stick in front of you. "We're using a different stick. The stick's dirty and you need a bath when we get home." Dean ran at you and you stumbled. He got right on top of you despite your sounds of protest. You fell backwards onto the grass. His fur made your clothes damp and he lick your cheek. "I hate you," you said to him.

Your phone buzzed as you received a text from Sam. Found a cure. Get him back here. He'll be back to normal by tomorrow.

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"Dean," you called out to your boyfriend who was sleeping on the floor. "Can you join me in the bed?" Dean woke up and joined you. "Can I hold you?" He slowly walked over and laid down next to you. Your hand scratched his head and it felt very relaxing to him. Your hand massaged his body and you enjoyed this bonding time you were having with Dean. "Thank you," you said, kissing the top of his head before turning around to sleep.

You woke up to the familiar feeling of skin against your back. You opened your eyes to find green ones staring back at you. "Hello," you said. He put a hand at your cheek and kissed you. "Hey," he responded.