#h32

It was six months after you got it and you were sat in your room after a long and demanding job. You ignored the voices coming from downstairs to start with. Everyone was stressed out right now and Sam and Dean were always at each other’s throats lately. It wasn’t until you heard your name being mentioned that your ears pricked up and you strained to hear the words being said.

“No, Sam, you know that (Y/N) and I are allergic.”

“But, I could keep it out of your way and we can get medication for it.”

“I am not going to take medication every day just so that you can get some stupid dog Sam!”

Your eyes shot to the closet in the corner.

“Dean, come on, please. It’s just one pill, and if we get a short haired one then you probably wouldn’t even notice it.”

“Well, what about when we go off on jobs, huh? Then what are you going to do with it? You can’t just leave it here, it would wreck the place.”

“We’d take it with us.”

“As if we’d ever be able to find a motel that takes animals.”

“Actually there are more than you think.”

“No Sam. End of story. No.”

You heard Dean’s footsteps as he walked away from the argument. You were still staring at your closet and you knew what you had to do. You jumped up off of your bed and reached into the back of the cupboard, grabbing the box that had been there for months. You pulled it out and wiped off the layer of dust that had formed on it. You took it over to your desk and picked up the newspaper that you had been scouring for possible jobs. Quickly you wrapped the box in the black and white pages and then ran to where you thought you would probably find Sam.

You were right. He was sat hunched over a book at the table in the library. You could see the tension in his back from the argument.

“Hey Sam,” you made him aware of you presence.

“Hey (Y/N),” he replied not looking up from the book in front of him. You approached him and then placed the large box on the table beside him. “What the hell’s that?” he asked surprised.

“It’s for you,” you replied.

He looked up at you with confused eyes, “Really?”

You nodded and smiled at him. A smile also appeared on his face as he ripped into the paper revealing the box for a robotic dog.

“Oh my god, (Y/N), this is amazing,” he laughed, opening the box and pulling out the toy from inside. He turned him over and flipped a switch on his belly before placing him on the floor. The small dog started to walk around and bark as you watched it.

After a few minutes of staring at the dog Sam turned to you, “Thank you so much (Y/N). That was so sweet of you.” He stood up and pulled you into a tight hug.

 The moment was broken as you heard Dean exclaim from behind you, “Son of a -” You turned just in time to see him hit the floor. “What the hell?” He sat up and grabbed the small dog and looked at it confused.

You couldn’t help it, you and Sam burst into a fit of laughter that brought tears to your eyes. Dean glared at you both but you could see that he was slightly amused too.