*A Story that was written by Demon Sam Winchester, that he asked me to continue*
**Dean is 27 and Sam is 23 in This Story**
No One Messes With My Brother: Chapter 1 – A Familiar Face
Now By: JaredPadaleckiFan
Previously on Supernatural …
"Stop right there!" Dean shouted with his gun pointed at the enemy.
The enemy turned around to face Dean and to his little brother, Sam who was standing right next to him with a gun pointed at him as well.
"Well, well, well! If it isn't the Winchester boys! Where's your Dad at? Oh yeah! Now I remember! He's dead!" the man said with a laugh.
Dean tightened his grip on his gun.
"Shut your fuckin mouth bitch!" Dean yelled with venom in his voice.
The man laughed again. Dean was getting mad. This man thought this was a game.
"Dean since when did you learn to talk like that?" he asked
What the hell! How did he know my name? Dean cursed
The man turned to face Sam. Sam felt a shiver travel down his spine as he saw the man's eyes surveying his body. The man ran his lips across his mouth.
"Sam… you look better now that you're all grown up" he said with lust showing in his eyes and voice
Sam flinched as the man stepped forward. Sam took a step backwards. Dean saw his brother's movement and knew that this man was going to do something bad to Sam. Dean didn't want to take any chances so he raised his gun towards the man with his finger on the trigger, waiting for the right time to pull it. The man was too focused on Sam that he didn't notice Dean holding the gun at him. Dean decided it was now or never and pulled the trigger. The man fell flat on his face, blood seeping through his hip. There were now the sound of cars and police sirens going off nearby and Sam and Dean knew that was their time to leave.