The Hidden Paw 3/?

[Foxfire]

A/N: I started writing this ages ago... and it's still not finished although I know how it will end. It's a bit short and my English might be fault (not a native speaker) but I wanted to try and write something longer than a drabble. But for now - enjoy!

The hidden paw

“HEH'Chuh! EH'Choo! ACK'Hrrssch!”

Allergies sucked.

Correction: Allergies sucked ass!

Dean stood outside the house trying to regain his composure. Sam was still inside, talking to the old lady if she had heard or seen something at her neighbours’ house. What was this with old ladies and cats?! Luckily for him, these hags always seemed to have a knack for his brother – must be something about this shaggy hair: Made him look like one of these strays such ladies love…

He sneezed again and searched for the tissue Sam gave to him. Sometimes he wondered if Sam was a Winchester – Winchester didn’t have tissues or handkerchiefs in their pockets! But he was really grateful for that tissue because wiping his nose on his hands would be kinda gross.

“HUH-Etsssh!“

Being allergic to cats was awkward. Embarrassing even. And kind of girly.

Sometimes Sam had laughed his ass off because of Dean’s sneezing fits in the middle of a case, but apparently payback was a bitch. Dean grinned, remembering the time when they learned that Sam was allergic to flowers – carnations to be specific. His sneezing fit in a cemetery while digging up a grave had been really hilarious.

“Hah-Hishoo! Hh… hhhh… hahk-Chsh!”

Their new case was a bit tricky. All victims were killed inside their house. Well, ripped apart would be the better term. But there was no sign of an attack or even a broken lock. Nobody heard a noise. No light or break-inns. Nada.

Dean sneezed again and swore at the same time. Blowing his nose noisily he didn’t hear Sam’s return.

“Hey you alright?”

Dean just grunted.

“I take that as a yes. Got squat from the lady. Just thousand stories of her family and her cats.”

“Meaning we still got nothing? Awesome”

“So you think – ghost?”

“Could be. But he didn’t some kind of type – besides them being young women. That would be the only connection.”

Dean was right. So far four women had died, and a fifth died yesterday. There were a student, a lawyer, a nurse and a shop assistant. The last one was unemployed. All types all ages - no real similarities between the victims.

“We need to come back later and look at the scene but f- iih – fiii – ihhh - first - It'Eksht!”

“First we need to get some antihistamines in you”

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Opening the door of Sarah Jean Clayton was easy. But they had to be fast and quick. After all, this was the fifth dead person in as many days in this town, and people were distrusting.

"You found something suspicious?"

"No, but this chick has creepy photos of her cat everywhere"

Dean sneezed.

"Hairs, too"

"Bless. There’re people who are quite obsessed with their pets". Sam’s face scrunched up a little. "Jess' mom was like this too. Kinda creepy"

"I bet. But seriously: chick need to get a life – or laid! EH'Choo!"

"Bless you again. Let’s get out of here as long as you’re still able to breathe"

"But we need to…"

"I will come back later – alone!"

Dean wanted to say something but was interrupted with another sneezing fit.

"Hehp'Cht! Hahhhh.... hhahhhh.... haah-Haschoo! Damn cats!"

Sam grinned slightly.

"Once you don’t look like an allergic mess anymore, I think I saw a Pub around the corner… I mean – a young single woman wouldn’t stay at home all the time"

"Properly not – if she isn’t obsessed with her stupid cat!"

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[Zane]

lol Dean being allergic to cats? I love it!!! haha the sneezes were thanks so much for writing this. hope you continue mmmmmm sneezy allergic Dean!

[iluvsneezes]

Aww, this was SO cute!

[Lady Blessington]

Gah. Poor Dean.

I've only read a fic involving Jess' mom once that I remember, and she was a cat freak in that one too. So random! One more and it'll practically be canon, hehe.

[27jj]

"Hehp'Cht! Hahhhh.... hhahhhh.... haah-Haschoo! Damn cats!"

Aww, poor Dean-muffin!! I've been weirdly into allergic!Dean lately, and I really liked this! Looking forward to more!

[katia]

So cute! I love this. Especially the line "Being allergic to cats was awkward. Embarrassing even. And kind of girly."

Thanks for sharing!

[Raining Strawberry]

YAY. Usually Sam's the one with the cat allergies, isn't he? I like this variant too. Especially since Dean is so annoyed by it.

[Foxfire]

lol Dean being allergic to cats? I love it!!! haha the sneezes were thanks so much for writing this. hope you continue mmmmmm sneezy allergic Dean!

Thank you! I will continue soon - promise! More allergic Dean!

Aww, this was SO cute!

Aww, thank you! I'm glad you liked it!

Gah. Poor Dean.

I've only read a fic involving Jess' mom once that I remember, and she was a cat freak in that one too. So random! One more and it'll practically be canon, hehe.

Thank you very much! I think I read that fic, too . Perhaps we will make it canon....

"Hehp'Cht! Hahhhh.... hhahhhh.... haah-Haschoo! Damn cats!"

Aww, poor Dean-muffin!! I've been weirdly into allergic!Dean lately, and I really liked this! Looking forward to more!

Thank you! Glad to please you. There will be more soon!

So cute! I love this. Especially the line "Being allergic to cats was awkward. Embarrassing even. And kind of girly."

Thanks for sharing!

Thank you for reading and writing a reply! Glad you liked it!

YAY. Usually Sam's the one with the cat allergies, isn't he? I like this variant too. Especially since Dean is so annoyed by it.

Thank you! Yeah, usually Sam is the allergic one. I'm a Sam girl on top of that. But for my plot Dean fits better - and he is such much fun to play around with

[cara]

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE i love this pleasepleaseplease continue!!

[Foxfire]

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE i love this pleasepleaseplease continue!!

Thank you! I will continue very soon -pinkie swear!

[Foxfire]

A/N: Two things:

1) It's Christmas (well, in Germany most of the people celebrate the 24th as Christmas)!

2) It's my 27th birthday!

Meaning: 1) You get presents

2) I get presents - but I decided to go all Winchester Way - screw the natural order, you get a present!

Part 2

It was the kind of pub Dean loved and Sam hated. Smoky, a little bit dirty and lots of drunken people. Some were gambling, some were playing pool and some were just hanging out. Dean ordered a beer from the cute barkeeper and asked her about the dead women.

“Hey, you got something”’ Sam seemed to appear magically at Dean’s side.

“Well…”.

“Besides a phone number and a date?”, Sam asked dryly.

“Dude, you are clairvoyant! “ Dean grinned and produced a rumple napkin with a number scribbled all over. “ She is total my type…”

“She is female and she has a pulse… I guess that makes her your type”

“I’m not that bad. She is really hot. And smart, too. We will meet after Charlie’s shift has ended”

“ Charly huh? You do know that we still have that case?”

“Aww, Sammy, we are still allowed to have a little fun”, Dean remarked and punched his brother’s arm slightly.

“It’s still S-A-M”

“Whatever”.

Sam slid beside his brother, ordered a beer and pulled out his notes.

“So the only thing all victims have in common is that they are cat owners? Maybe the cat is connected to a pissed off ghost or something like that!”

“Well, according to the photos in the apartments they had all different cats”

Sam decided not to respond to Dean’s muttered remark that people who made photos of their pets were creepy but people who actually looked at those photos were even creepier.

“There was a Maine Coon, a Sacred Birman, a Siamese, a Rex and a Sphinx – you would like the last one – completely hairless”

“You are really weird, you know that? And I thought you were obsessed with a pet when you were little. Nearly killed me! Although I must admit you were rather inventive to hide that furry critter…”

“I was six! How was I supposed to know you’re allergic to cats?!”

After several beers and even more theories they decided to call it a night. Sam planed more research the nest day – much to Dean’s chagrin. But he wasn’t to angry, left his little brother at the bar and went to fetch his date for this night.

Dean drove Charlie to her apartment. She smiled, got out of the car and walked to her door. Dean’s face fell – it wasn’t supposed to end like this! He opened his mouth…

“You want to come in for some coffee?”

Charlie’s voice was clearly sultry and she moved her hips seductively…

Her flat had a rather strange décor. Looked almost Egyptian. There was a strange golden stature looking like woman but with the head and the tail of a cat. ‘Please’, Dean begged silently, ‘don’t let her have a cat, too!’. There were actually more pictures of that cat-woman.

Just looking at them made his nose itch terribly.

“You like my style? This is Bastet – an Egyptian goddness. She is a protector goddess and is seen as a defender of the pharaoh. Sometimes she is regarded as a symbol of fertility. Originally, she had a lion’s head but I prefer the version with the cat head. I wanna become an Egyptologist after college!”

Dean nodded – only half-listening to her zealous rambling, too focused not to sneeze. All that cat stuff around him unsettled him. “That’s really in-intere-ehh –esting”. The urge to sneeze was ubiquitous. “So you li-ihhhh-like cats? But do you hhhh-have one?”

Charlie shoot him a strange glance.

“No, I don’t have one though I really want a cat. But I don’t have enough money and time right now – and my roommate is allergic. Why?”

Dean sighed relieved. But the terrible itch lingered. Charlie was still waiting for an answer but he couldn’t stand it any longer.

“Heh'Atch! HUH'Chesh! AK'Choo! EHH'Eshu! Sohhh-sorry”.

He searched for Sam’s tissues hastily.

“Bless you. Are you okay?”

“Yeahhh…hhhhhhhhh…. – Phew. I’m really sorry but… I’m kinda allergic to cats, too”, he managed a half-smile, “my brother always says just looking at a cat makes me sneeze – he exaggerates”.

He noticed Charlie’s attitude change. Before his sneezing fit she was almost fawning over him but now she looked a little bit repellent. Without any further words she shoved him out of the door.

“I think it’s better when you leave. See you”. Dean wasn’t able to reply as the door closed in his face.

“What the hell has just happened?!”

Sam just finished reading the coroner’s records as the door opened and Dean came in, looking all kinds of miffed.

“I take it that date didn’t went well?”

“Shut up. Chick had freaking Egyptian cat stuff everywhere – just looking at it made me sneeze”

“So she threw you out of her house because you sneezed at her décor?!” Sam fought hard not to laugh – Dean’s revenge would be horrible.

“What is it with chicks and cats? They are just like rats – only furrier”

“That’s a bit harsh…. But she didn’t have a cat, did she?”

“Nope. Was bad enough without a hairy monster. Why?”

“I still don’t know what killed all these women. The only connection is that they all had cats. And Charlie could have been the next – or maybe she still is….”

[Ciuty80]

merry xmas and happy bday to you

thanks so much for the present you gave us

damn it´s freezing out here in germany

and it´s still snowing, hope you too have white

christmas

[iluvsneezes]

Yay, you've posted more!! I'm truly enjoying this so much.

Happy Holidays to you.

[27jj]

Yay! Such a good present:)

“You are really weird, you know that? And I thought you were obsessed with a pet when you were little. Nearly killed me! Although I must admit you were rather inventive to hide that furry critter…”

“I was six! How was I supposed to know you’re allergic to cats?!”

Hee:) I can totally see this happening…

UNF. Dean sneezing just looking at pictures of cats… So good.

[Lady Blessington]

The fit..... and the build-ups... aghghghghh.

[Foxfire]

merry xmas and happy bday to you

thanks so much for the present you gave us

damn it´s freezing out here in germany

and it´s still snowing, hope you too have white

christmas

Thank you! Yes I had a white christmas (never had such a white christmas actually). Hope you had a good and white one, too. Thank you very much for reading!

Yay, you've posted more!! I'm truly enjoying this so much.

Happy Holidays to you.

Thank you! I'm glad you liked it! Hope you had a happy holiday, too. Now, more for you to enjoy

Yay! Such a good present:)

“You are really weird, you know that? And I thought you were obsessed with a pet when you were little. Nearly killed me! Although I must admit you were rather inventive to hide that furry critter…”

“I was six! How was I supposed to know you’re allergic to cats?!”

Hee:) I can totally see this happening…

UNF. Dean sneezing just looking at pictures of cats… So good.

Thank you! I was so imagine these two scenes I had to write them down :laugh.

The fit..... and the build-ups... aghghghghh.

Aww, thank you! These were really funny to write - glad you liked them, too!

[Foxfire]

A/N: Okaaaay, this took me ages to write. I Don't know why nobody wants to act like I want them to act - typical Winchester style: Stubborn as hell. I'm not quite sure about this chapter and I rewrote it several times but well...

A/N2: Forgot it before:

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or the Winchester (though I really want to ) and I don't make any money with this!

Part 3

The whole evening was a disaster. After being thrown out of Charlie’s flat Dean’s mood was down. Only to deteriorate later because of the lack of distractions. The pub was closed – so no pool or gambling. The TV only had five channels – and none of them was porn. Plus after having frozen Sam’s laptop on bustyasianbeauties.com Sam used some kind of child-proof lock – and he still didn’t know how to disconnect it. That left only one thing for distraction: Drinking the alcohol they bought for their first-aid box. Disregarding Sam’s protests, Dean decided to get drunk to forget this stupid evening.

He woke up with a pounding headache, his mouth felt as if something nasty had died inside and he ached liked he went five rounds with a wendigo. Bleary he stumbled to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror he could help but notice that he was not only feeling bad but almost looking like that – that is if a handsome guy like him could look awful. The second thing he observed was that a post-it was glued to his forehead. Angry he pulled it away – Sam was so getting that back.

After a long hot shower he finally felt human again and he went back to the main room. It was the clear absence of his sasquatch of a brother that made him remember the stupid post-it and he retrieved it.

‘Another victim. Not Charlie. Went to the house alone because:

A)possible a cat there

B)you sleep like the dead

Will bring food if you up to.

Sam’

Dean actually felt relieved although he knew he should be angry for letting another person die and for Sam going without him. Though still hung over he booted Sam’s laptop up and researched the new victim – who was actually Charlie’s neighbour.

He debated if he should give her a call – after all, she was smoking hot… and maybe even a witness. He just pulled out his phone when the door opened and Sam, looking rather drained, came in. Dean could help but stare.

“Why do you cry? I know, it’s sad the girl died but there’s no reason to go into the emo-mode – not even for you!”

Sam sniffed indignantly. “I’b dot crying”.

“Could have fooled me – because it looks like that”, Dean deadpanned.

Instead of a biting remark Sam cupped his face and went into a large sneezing fit.

“Ek-Chsh! Hih-Heshoo! Huhp'Chsh! Hahk'Gnkxt! Hash-Esschu! EH'Choo! Aah'Hishoo!”

“Whoa, dude! You getting sick or something ?”

“Or sobedhing…. Girl wasd’t only obsessed with her cad but…”

A large grin spread on Dean’s face. “Don’t tell me…”

“Cardadiods, yes. Itch-Shoo! Dabbit. Where did you pud dhe Bedadryl?”

It took a while for Sam to regain his composure.

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Charlie was a mess – she was sobbing hysterically and threw herself in Dean’s arms.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t want to…. She was my neighbour! I took care of her cat when she wasn’t at home. I’m sorry, Dean, I was so rude…. Oh my god, I found her! All the blood…” Her voice broke and more tears followed. He managed to calm her and brought her back to her flat. At the door – there was no way in hell he would step into that cat shrine again! – she turned and gave him a tearful smile. “Thank you, Dean. You’re really sweet”, with this words she kissed him and went inside her apartment.

Sam grins when Dean returned to the car, looking a little bit dumbfounded.

“You really have a way with women, big brother!”

“Shut up”

“Jerk”

“Bitch”

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The next days – or rather nights – they were observing the neighbourhood because they figured out that all the murders had happened in this area.

“So these are all the people around here that have a cat?”

“Probably. Well, according to the local’s vet data”

They waited and observed.

“Nx'Choo!”

“Shh!”

“You know that ‘bless you’ is the right phra- Aah'Choo!”

“Bless. Why are you sneezing? Is a cat around or what?”

“Very li… ihhh… likely”

At the same moment a crème coloured cat enters the house the two brothers were next to through the cat flap.

“Told you. Just the cat of that woman over there”

Sam looked down the list of cat owner and frowned.

“There is only one problem: That cat was an American Shorthair”

“And?”

“It says here that Delilah Wilsen who lives in that house owns a manx…”

[27jj]

Sneezy!Sammmmmy!! Seriously, both Winchesters all allergic and sneezy in the same story is SO GOOD. Please let it never stop. I love where this story is going!!