[I do not own Supernatural in anyway, no matter how much I wish ;3; My first Supernatural fic ^^ so here goes ]
Chapter One – The Cat's Meow
Dean Winchester was a regular man with a normal job. He worked at his Uncle Bobby's garage and had a small flat nearby. His younger brother Sam was currently studying Law in college and had moved out of Dean's flat two months ago into his own. They had been living together ever since their parents had died four years ago and Dean felt odd at first when his brother had moved out since the house felt so empty. But he had gotten slightly used to it now. He did miss his brother, but Sam had made it a usual thing to come down every Friday afternoon and stay over until Saturday.
That was what Dean was looking forward to tomorrow. Sam hadn't been over in almost three weeks since he had been busy and Dean was missing his little, well he wasn't actually so little, brother. He couldn't wait to have a beer and talk about just random nonsense while watching movies. Yep. Tomorrow did seem promising.
"Alright Bobby I'm off." Dean called to his uncle as he put on his leather jacket. It was seven o clock which was knock off time for Dean.
"See ya tomorrow Dean." Bobby replied gruffly as he took a drink from a bottle of beer. Dean walked out of the door and sighed. The Impala wouldn't be fixed until Sunday which meant he was going to have to walk home again today. It wasn't that he hated walking, it was just that he felt really drained this certain day. It had been extremely busy and Dean didn't seem to catch a break. He was thankful that his small flat wasn't too far from Bobby's garage but it was still quite a lengthy walk.
Five minutes after he had started walking it started to rain. Lightly at first but it was starting to intensify.
"Fuck." Dean cursed starting to jog lightly. "I knew I should of got an umbrella." The rain started to pick up, people around him started to run or pull out umbrellas to get out of the rain. Dean passed an alleyway and stopped when a small pathetic sound hit his ears. Curious as to what it was he turned around and looked around but the pathway was virtually empty. He walked backwards and looked into the alleyway but there was nothing there. Shrugging he decided to walk on, but then he heard the sound again.
"What the…" he said slightly annoyed. Walking back to the alleyway he walked down five steps looking around for the noise. He heard it once more.
"Meow." Turning around towards the small pitiful sounding noise he found a small skinny black cat with muddy white paws soaking wet from the rain and sitting on a discarded newspaper. Dean crouched down and looked at the poor thing. It looked up at him with large blue eyes and meowed sadly again.
"Hey there buddy." Dean said gently scratching behind the creature's ear with a finger. It moved its head lazily and purred slightly. Dean chuckled. "Friendly aren't you?" He reached across and gently picked up the cat as it started to shiver. "Poor thing…" Feeling sympathetic towards the cat he held it to his chest under his jacket so that its head was poking out from the top at his neck. He stood up and started jogging home again.
As Dean shut the door the rain really started to pelt door. Panting he laughed as he took the cat out from under his jacket.
"We made it before it really poured down ey?" He chuckled. The cat meowed in response and Dean chuckled once more. He walked to the bathroom and grabbed a towel to dry off the cat. He placed the cat on a chair and shrugged off his sopping wet jacket before he started to dry the cat. When he was done he yawned and rubbed his eyes.
"Tired…" He mumbled. Dean picked up the cat and walked over to the couch where a blanket was lounging scrunched upon the edge. He placed the cat down on the blanket and put it over half the cat's body.
"Goodnight cat." Dean yawned as he walked to his room. He crashed onto his bed and fell asleep almost instantly.
The loud buzzing of an alarm clock woke Dean up the next morning. Rolling over onto his back he rubbed his eyes and yawned.
'That cat probably doesn't have an owner. Maybe I should keep it?' Dean thought remembering the blue eyed cat on his couch. 'I guess I'll have to buy cat food or something until I figure out what to do with it.' He sighed and rolled out of bed shutting off his alarm. He stood up and stretched before walking into his bathroom with a clean set of clothes. He turned on the hot water and started to hum an ACDC song lightly. After he finished his shower he dressed and started brushing his teeth while he checked his phone for the time and messages. It was almost nine in the morning and Dean had a text from Sam saying that he'd come over after nine in the evening. Dean smiled excited to see his brother again later. He spat out the toothpaste froth in his mouth and washed his face before walking into the lounge room.
"Hello." A gravelly voice said startling him. Dean yelped and whirled around narrowing his green eyes. Standing in his flat in front of his couch was a thin naked man with messy black hair and bright blue eyes. He was just standing there not touching anything which Dean thought was odd since the man had broken into his flat.
"Who are the hell you?" Dean demanded. "What are you doing here?"