Title: A Purr-fect Bodyguard

Author: PlatinumRoseLady

Disclaimer: I didn't create Sam and Dean. I did create Lucky. Yay me.

Challenge Word: "wicked"

Word Count: 300 words. Because the kitten made me.

Players: Go to Enkidu07's page, and you'll find all the usual suspects. Resistance is futile – you will be drabbleized. We're like the Borg, only cuter.

Spoiler Alert: None. Just more proof that life in the Luckyverse is never dull.

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They didn't stop by the motel and drop off their bags and Lucky first, since the first witnesses' house was right on the way.

As Dean parked, Sam turned and smiled at the kitten dozing in the backseat. "I'm gonna leave the window open, Lucky. We won't be very long. You just stay put, okay? There's a good boy."

Lucky opened one sleepy eye, mewed once, then yawned and rolled over to snooze some more.

They approached the weather-beaten house, and Dean reached out to unlock the gate…

Only to pull back as a bad-tempered Rottweiler, a wicked-looking collar of spikes jutting from around its thick neck, rounded the corner of the house. It planted itself firmly in front of the gate and growled at the Winchesters, drool glistening on its sharp teeth.

There was a yowl from the Impala, and a black blur rocketed out the open window. With a couple of leaps the kitten was perched on top of the gatepost, back arched as high as he could make it, hissing in fury at the dog. Lucky's fur was puffed out to almost twice his size, and his green eyes were shining with rage; how DARE that mangy thing bark at his Humans!

The dog blinked once, whined, and began to back up. Under Lucky's ferocious glare, it disappeared behind the house.

Sam reached out and gently plucked the kitten from his perch. He chuckled softly, and looked over at Dean. His brother reached out and petted the kitten between the ears.

"Should I put him back in the car?" Sam asked.

"Are you kidding, Sam?" Dean replied, opening the gate. He gave Lucky a wink. "We might need some more back-up."

Lucky nodded, and nestled in Sam's arms. Back-up – he liked that sound of that a lot.