Chapter 10

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The Winchesters had been witnesses to many strange events in their lives, but this had to be right up there with the weirdest.

Two dogs who could communicate telepathically with both of them, moreover who called themselves Sam and Dean.

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The human brothers gave each other a confused stare. The dogs weren't possessed, so what were they?

Tentatively Dean laid a hand on the Sam-dog's head. "Can you hear me as I can you?" he asked.

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The dog gave a quick woof, at least that was all Jody heard, but inside Dean's head there was much more going on.

"The more you touch me, the better I hear you, " Sam communicated. "I don't know how this can be, but Dean and I have been able to talk to one another since we were pups. We've never been able to do the same with other dogs and you're the first humans we've ever 'spoken' to."

"Who gave you the names Sam and Dean? " Dean asked.

The dog blew out a breath. "I don't know. The names just came spontaneously into our heads, I've always been Sam and my brother Dean, though humans have given us different ones."

Dean felt a grin splitting his face. "Well, fuck me!"

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"Go ahead Sammy. I'm sure Dean over there will have a lot to say."
Sam laid his own hand on the black dog's head and was treated to more or less the same version Dean had received from Sam.

"Jeez, Dean. Now what?"

Dean shrugged. "Fuck if I know Sammy. There are just some things outwith our competence and two telepathic dogs called Sam and Dean are one of them."

The Dean dog lifted a paw to Sam's knee. "Jody has been so good to us, but I'm bored with playing the house pet. I prefer my old life, running free through the country-side, catching the occasional rabbit, but Sam is happy here with Jody. Maybe we could come to a compromise. Go with you guys. There has to be a reason for us and you having the same names , being able to talk to you.

What do you say? Can we come along?"

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"Uh," Sam hummed. "We live dangerously. Don't really have time to look after pets."

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With a snort, Jody broke in. "I'm getting a vibe that these two wanna go with you. Take them. I think they'd be a great asset on hunts. Four-legged back-up!"

The Sam-dog gazed up at Dean. "It would be great. Dean is grumpier than a dog who's just had a juicy bone snatched from under his nose. He'd want to go with you. Can we?"

The dog's eyes were mesmerizing pools of green, just like Sam's, and just like his brother's Dean couldn't resist the puppy-eyed stare.

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"Why not?" he found himself saying, much to Sam's surprise. "If it doesn't work out, I'm sure Jody would be glad to have the dogs back."

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And so it was that the Impala set off with two new passengers, heads lolling out of the rear windows as Jody's house faded into the distance.

"What are we gonna call these dog dudes? " Dean asked his brother. "We're gonna get confused with two sets of brothers with the same name."

Sam shrugged. "I guess we can shorten them to ESSE and DEE. Or something."

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A double woof from the rear seat gave the idea its blessing.

The End.