Dean walked out of the fast food restaurant with a bag in his hand, already eating a few fries.

He was walking past a alleyway to his car, planning to head back to the motel he and Sam were staying at when he nearly tripped over something moving in front of his feet.

“Jesus Christ-! Wh- Oh.” He looked down to see the culprit being a little stray cat.

A smile quirked at Deans lips and he crouched down to give the kitty a few pets with his free hand.