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Papa dog; Dean Winchester x reader

*Author's note*

Hey guys been awhile since I wrote a romantic oneshot but since I've been in a supernatural mood I wrote this. Now this is based off of season 9 ep. 5 Dog Dean afternoon. No I am new to the Supernatural fandom (I saw like seven episodes of season 1 over 2-3years ago then stopped, then I watched the scoobynatural episode and LOVED it so I hope to watch the rest of the seasons over the summer) so for any SPN fans out there go easy on me I'm a newbie. But I hope you guys enjoy this warnings for make-out session, character cannibalism (for those who have seen the episode), swearing (typical SPN) but other than that fluff and Dean love.

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I was just coming back in from a local clinic. I was hoping this wouldn't happen especially now that the boys and I are working on a case, but the signs didn't lie, for one I was late and I've been getting sick lately not every day but every other day I would wake up feeling sick to my stomach.

I was pregnant.

Now all I had to figure out was how to tell Dean. We've talked about this ever since we've been together especially now that it's almost been 7 years come this September. As I came in, I was suddenly barded by barking but it ceased and now sitting in front of me was a large German shepherd.

"And who is this handsome guy?" I asked as I knelt down and rubbed and scratched along his neck.

"Surprise you don't recognize him. That's the taxidermist's dog" stated Dean.

"Well not the answer I was hoping for I was hoping you had overcome your hatred for dogs and bought him for me". I teased as I turned to Dean who looked at me with his 'bitch please' face. I walked up and pecked his cheek and said. "But seriously, why is he here?"

"We think he's a witness. He's been at both crime scenes and Sammy here thinks there's a way to talk to him".

"Is that even possible?" I said towards Sam as I took a seat beside Dean.

"Yeah Kevin says it's called an Inuit spell. Like a human-animal mind meld. So if it works, we'll should be able to read the Colonel's thoughts" Sam stated as he finished mixing the spell up and poured it into a glass cup.

"Alright I'll do it, you've got enough on your plate, the both of you" Dean said as he took the cup.

"Like what!?" snapped Sam. Dean quickly sniffed the glass

"Uhh like—you're tired. You're on the mend okay. Plus you've got a sensitive stomach and last thing we need is you chucking this stuff up". Stated Dean. Before Sam could retort back, I said to him.

"He's right Sam. I mean I'm more agreeing with the fact that you're still recovering from the whole—you know. We just don't want to see you pushing yourself any more than you need to" I said.

While I loved Dean, I've also come to love his brother Sam like he was my own brother. When Dean introduced us for the first time, at first he was a little apprehensive about me but eventually Sammy came around and protected me with as much fierce and strength as his brother has.

Sam sighed solemnly and nodded to me and I smiled softly back at him and patted his hand and we watched Dean take down the spell like a shot of whiskey. As he set the glass and proclaimed.

"I was wrong". I grimaced knowing by the look on his face that it must've tasted terrible. Sam then handed Dean a paper that had the words to activate the spell and Dean proceeded to speak the Inuit words aloud. After that he turned towards Colonel and said, "Alright, let's get this party started. Tell me everything you know". The Colonel only yawned and cutely if I might add. "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" Dean laughed at the typical cat joke and Sam and I looked at him annoyed before he muttered. "Tough crowd".