This is my first fic so it might be crap, but I would luv a review.

Will Sammy Be Safe?

Dean Winchester stared out over the playground, well not really over the playground, but at a spot at the other end, at his little brother Sammy and his friends eating their lunch. As he stared he pondered. He pondered about whether he should let his brother out of his sight for a while. Go off and make out with the new girl at school. The only question in Deans mind was "Will Sammy be safe?"

In the end Dean went off, but as soon as the school bullies saw he was gone, they made their way towards Sammy and his friends, for a bit of 'fun'.

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Sam was staring at his lunch, unable to eat what was placed in front of him. It was not that the food was unappealing to him, it was more to do with the sense of dread which had started at the pit of his stomach and was working its way up.

"Hey Sam, what's wrong" asked Clara. "You're not eating."

"Yeah Sam, what's wrong" chimed in Tim.

Clara and Tim were Sam's friends. It was really hard for him to make friends because of the number of schools he and Dean had been to. But his dad, John, seemed to have settled them here for a while, so there was nothing stopping him making friends. Dean had never been very good at making friends, probably more likely to make enemies, but even now Dean had a small group.

"There's nothing wrong" replied Sam, "Just thinking."

"Well that's never a good sign" scoffed Clara, "Thinking about what?"

"You know, this and that" replied Sam, "Ay!!!!"

"What?" asked Tim.

"My brother's not staring at us" said Sam.

"Well that's a first" joked clara.

"Damn right" said Tim.

"But that means we're in danger from the school bul……….." Sam started, but before he could finish, Joe, the head of the bully gang, walked straight towards him and punched him, with great force, right in the nose.