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As far as he knew, there were only two people who would be that forward with Sam, and somehow, he couldn't see Dawn ending up as a wolf. "Dean?"

Dean raised his head and nodded deliberately, his mouth opening in a wolfish grin. Good old Sammy. He knew he'd recognise him.

Sam facepalmed and tried not to laugh. "Oh my God, what did you do? Did you go off wandering somewhere you weren't supposed to?"

Dean shook his head, looked around and then nosed at the computer screen where the Sim Umbridge was visible.

Sam looked back and forth between Dean and the computer, and suddenly the situation became a lot less funny. "Wait, did Umbridge do this to you?"

Dean nodded again, a low growl in the back of his throat sorta summing up how he felt about the situation.

"You have got to be kidding me. Are you okay?" Sam asked quickly, sinking down to get a better look at him. "Are you hurt at all? Did she hurt you before she did this?"

Relax Sammy,, Dean thought, licking his brother's face to reassure him. I'm fine. Just a wolf.

The face licking helped to calm him down, as did the fact that Dean didn't seem to have any visible injuries, besides the whole being-a-four-legged-animal thing. "I'm going to kill her with my bare hands," he muttered. "You'll give me an alibi once I get this reversed, won't you?"

Absolutely. Dean grinned again, tongue lolling out of his mouth. Hell, I'll probably help you.

Sam couldn't help but laugh at Dean's reaction. "Are you hungry at all? Do you need something to eat?"

If it was possible for a wolf's eyes to light up, Dean's did at that question.

"That was a pretty stupid question, wasn't it?" Sam said with a smirk. "It'll be time for lunch soon. Do you want to see if we can round up something for you to eat then?"

Dean licked Sammy's face enthusiastically.

"I'll take that as a yes," Sam said. "I'm sure Scout would be willing to share some of his food with you."

It was amazing how fast Dean could pull away. He gave Sammy a look of disbelief. Dude, there's no way I'm eating dog food.

"I was kidding!" Sam said when Dean moved away. "I'll find you some real, good food, I promise."

Dean looked slightly mollified. Better.

Sam smirked and gave Dean a little scratch behind the ears before he could resist the urge. "And I'll get you back to normal too. Maybe I can talk to Umbridge and get her to change you back."

Dean shook his head with a growl. He'd be damned if he let Sammy get within a hundred yards of that bitch.

Sam frowned at the growling. "You can't expect me to just do nothing."

Dean just gave Sammy his most stubborn look. You're not going near her.

Sam saw Dean's stubborn look and raised him a bitchface. "So, what? You just want to wait for this to wear off? I can't just let her get away with this, Dean, even if you aren't hurt."

Dean shook his head and continued to look at Sammy stubbornly. It wouldn't o anyone any good if Sammy got himself changed too. They had to be sneaky about this.

"I guess there is a chance she might turn me into something too, and that wouldn't do either of us any good," Sam admitted. "All right, I won't go to talk to her."

Dean rewarded this example of common sense with another lick.

"Dude, we've got to find you something to eat that'll make your breath smell better if you're going to keep licking me," Sam said, laughing softly.

Dean gave him an offended look.

"It's not your fault. It's just part of the whole animal thing," Sam said, getting thoughtful again for a moment. "Do you think I should tell Dad?"

Dean shook his head emphatically no. Not only would it be completely embarrassing, but Dad should be focusing on Grace.

Sam nodded. "Yeah, I didn't think so either. He's got enough to worry about already with Grace." Standing back up, he wrote out a short note to anyone who might stop by the desk: Dean turned into a wolf. Have to go make sure he's fed. Be back later. -Sam

Then he turned back to Dean. "Do you want to go see if we can find you something to eat now?"

Dean got up and wagged his tail as he danced a little in his eagerness around Sammy's feet.

Sam made a mental note to try and grab his camera while they were getting food, if he could. He shut the computer down, put the note in plain sight, and led Dean back to the door. "Okay, let's go. And don't run too far ahead of me, because I have an extra leash of Scout's, and I'm not afraid to use it."

Dean snorted disdainfully. Like he was going to let anyone put a leash on him. That was a little too kinky for his tastes.

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