My Angel {Destiel}

Doggy

{Its Now Monday}

{Dean decides to turn on the radio. "Carry on Wayward Son" by Kansas plays. Dean smiles. He starts to hum, then sing. On the second verse, he thinks hes hearing a third voice. He stops. 

The singing continues. Not one voice, but two. Dean looks in the back of the car. No one. He looks back to the front seat, and there's a figure. You can't see the figure's face. The figure. Dark. Nothing. Just there.}

Dean wakes up. 'Why was the figure dark?' He thinks to himself. He gets up to get ready for the day.

Sam is in the kitchen, breakfast already prepared, reading the book Dean had. Dean had left it, most likely by accident. Dean enters the kitchen.

"Morning Sam-" Dean takes the book from Sam. "Hey! I was reading that!" Sam complains. "Too bad," Dean says. "Its my turn." Dean looks at the pages Sam was reading. He left off on the page where Dean had started. The chapter on bringing angels back. Dean closed the book and set it down on the table. "No more," Dean says as he hit the top cover. "If I catch you reading this again, I'll burn it." 

Sam knew why Dean didn't want him reading it. It was because Dean was going to use it to bring Cass back. But, because Cass was in heaven, Dean no longer needed it.

"I won't," Sam replies. "I won't."

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Sam and Dean are still debating on what monster their dealing with.

"I think its a zombie," Sam says. "Well, I think its a werewolf," Dean disagrees. "It could be one, but, I still think its a zombie," Sam says as he flips through a book. Dean rolled his eyes. "Its clearly a werewolf because Mason didn't touch the pen!" "That doesn't mean anything. Like he said, hes a germophobe," Sam says. Sam knows at this point that its a werewolf. He just wants to mess with Dean a little.

"I feel like your doing this on purpose," Dean says, watching Sam carefully. "What? No.." Sam says with a laugh. "Its not funny," Dean says, also laughing. "Clearly it is!" Sam says. "Alright. No more games," Dean says. "We need to go talk to Elliot tomorrow." "Sounds good to me," Sam says. 

"Oh, and Dean?" Sam asks as Dean is about to leave the room. "Yeah?"

"Take some time off. I got this hunt."

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Its now dinnertime. 

Sam is eating a salad, while Dean is eating a burger. Not just any burger, a loaded burger.

Dean takes a bite of the loaded burger that's in front of him. "Oh yeah," He says. "That's a good burger." Sam laughs at his brother. "Well don't eat it like its running away," Sam says, also gobbling down his salad. The room goes quiet. Sam breaks the silence. "Dean?" "Huh?" Dean looks up. "I was wondering if you wanted to get a dog," Sam asks, hoping Dean will say yes. "Sure," Dean says with a big smile on his face. "Why not? There's room for one.. More.."

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Sam and Dean drive to Sarah's job. Sarah worked at a 'Best Buy'. They see a guy with blonde hair, and blue shirt and black work jeans. 

"Excuse me? Are you Mr. Elliot?" Dean says. He seemed to be more happy than he was a couple of days ago. "Uh- Yes, I am. Can I help you?" The blonde boy says. "Yes you can. I'm Agent Leahy, and this is my partner, Agent Novak," Sam says. Both the boys show their IDs. "I'm sure you know why were here."

"I think so too," Elliot says. "If your hear about Sarah's death, I've got no information. I just worked with her on Tuesdays and Thursdays." "Is there anything else you want to tell us? Do you have a history with her?" Dean says, paper pad in hand, ready to take notes. "Not really. I just started working here maybe about, two weeks ago," Elliot replies. "I don't know if this helps but, she sometimes came in on Fridays to work with Mason, her boyfriend."

Sam and Dean were never told about Mason working with Sarah. That information was new. "Thanks, Elliot," Sam says.

Sam and Dean walks out of the 'Best Buy'. 

"Dean," Sam stops them both. "Mason never told us he worked with Sarah." "Yeah," Dean agrees. "I know. I think Mason is our guy."

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Sam and Dean are back at the bunker.

"So," Sam starts up a conversation about what type of dog they want. "What type of dog do you want?" "I want that dog we saw. That dog I named Miracle," Dean says. "No other dog will make me feel as happy as that dog did."

Sam and Dean decide to find the owner of Miracle. Maybe they would be able to make a deal with them. That dog was cute anyway.

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Sam and Dean wanted that dog. And it was Wednesday. Which means, they could go get that dog.

Sam and Dean are driving. They arrive at a house. The house of the owners who have Miracle.

Dean knocks on the door.

The door opens.

"Hi, name my is Dean, and I was wondering if you would let me buy your dog?" Dean says nervously. There is a woman. "What dog?" She says. "Are you talking about that hairy dog?" "Yes," Dean says. Good, he found the right house. "Oh," The woman says. "We don't have that dog anymore. We gave him away to a no-kill shelter. My husband didn't want to keep him, so we gave him away." Dean frowned. "Awe. That's sucks. Can you tell me which one hes at?"

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Sam and Dean arrived at a no-kill shelter. 

They went in, and started looking around. Some guy at the check-out looked like someone they've seen before. Sam tried to ignore it, but he couldn't.

"Sam," Dean says. "Is it just me, or-" "Does that guy look like Cass?" Sam interrupted.

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