Authors Note: So this is my new story and it's set to season three specifically episode Red Sky At Morning. Let me explain. The first time I saw this episode was when it aired and I will get down to a specific scene that I think should of happened because I totally thought it would have happened because it makes more damn sense in my eyes. Or maybe I just want to see it play out lol. Anywho if you like Sam in awkward situations and like him limp and add in a pinch of angst then this is the story for you. I presume maybe 3 chapters even 4. It starts off right when Ms. Case and Sam arrive at Sea Pines Maritime Museum and sort of takes some dialogue from the episode which I want to give credit to the writer Laurence Andries and then spins into it's own story so to say by basing off that scene in that episode. Thanx Charity

Sam cannot believe he agreed to this. He cannot believe he even fathomed this harebrained idea. Why did Dean get the hot date? Yes Bela was a thief and not exactly on his good list but he would have much rather gone to this with Bela or hell give him a puppy instead of a women who keeps on eyeing him like fresh meat.

Of course he listens to his brother he listens because what else does he have to lose. His brother's time was dimming down and nothing he seemed to be doing was working. He didn't even think he could enjoy this. How could he when the whole time he was driving here Ms. Case was slipping her hand a little to close below the belt.

What he really likes to know is how can you manage to drive and try to protect down below while still trying to be nice? Geez when did life become so hard.

"You smell so lovely."

Sam tried real hard not to run away and jump off the nearest bridge. It sounded real tempting at this point. He had Ms. Case clinging to him like a leach and he had no clue where Dean or Bela were of if they were even here yet. I swear if Dean decided to settle things and just have angry sex with Bela he'll strangle him in his sleep.

The grip was tightening and he could feel eyes boring into him. He almost wanted to turtle up and rot away. "Uh…," Sam swallowed as he let out an embarrassed laugh. "Ms. Case do you think you can loosen up a little on the arm I'm kinda losing feeling in it." He lied but to hell with it he can't really care if he lies to an old woman who's horny at this point.

She didn't even seem to hear him as she just nuzzled closer into his arm. He looked around desperately for his brother but he couldn't spot him. Damnit Dean I know you couldn't resist angry sex with Bela.

"Did you say something dear?"

Sam just sighed as he huffed out an angry breath. "Nope."

Dean waltzed into the room and almost had to gag. The mere fancy of it all made him want to barf. It just wasn't like him to get all dressed up and go dancing in a ball room or try to maintain his manners. Once this is said and done Bela's deal better ring true because he might just be itching for angry sex.

Dean Winchester wasn't one for a tux. He only wore suits when interviewing family members or somewhere along those lines. At least the suits were to the point of laid back. They weren't as dapper (should he say) as this one. He hates to even admit it but Sam pulls off this look with more stride then he ever can. He always was a geek.

That pulled a smile to his face. Speaking of which where is his geek? He had to be getting the groping of the century and even though it was funny as hell he hated to see the kid uncomfortable. Just hold out for a little longer Sammy.

He loudly smacked on a piece of gum hoping to annoy someone with his chewing. He smiled as it made his life somewhat decent if he could annoy at least one person a day. Sam doesn't count cause he does that everyday.

"Are you chewing gum?" Bela asked in a sort of incredulous tone that irked his ears.

Dean lips twitched as he made the incentive to chew even louder.

"Try to behave as if you lived this life before. Yeah?" Bela held a slight pleading tone but with a sense of 'your just pathetic' in it.

He was not pathetic. He silently pouted. Even though Bela never said it but she thought it. That still counts! Ok so maybe he was. Dean sighed as he plucked the gum from his mouth. It was losing flavor anyway.

He looks both ways as he makes his way over to the fountain. Dean swears that's what these things are for. He inconspicuously sticks it underneath. Dean smiled as he saw the look of utter disgust on Bela's face. My jobs done.

He quickly brushes past her as he enters the grand hall.

Finally stepping inside Sam tries to put on a smile.

"This will get their tongues wagging, eh, my Adonis?" Gert said dreamily.

Sam almost wanted to gag but he reminded himself he had to do this. Take one for the team his brother would say well he would turn around and tell his brother where to shove that take one for the team. Sam cleared his throat as he tried to remind Gert about pleasure and business. "Just remember, we're on business." He said giving her a stern-full glare.

"But sometimes business can be pleasure, hmm?"

Why do I even bother? He sighed as he just trudged on trying not to grimace when she began to stroke him seductively.

As soon as he felt her hands move from arm to back he whirled around and gently clasped them. "You know, uh, could you excuse me for a moment?" He asked sincerely as he watched her give a small nod. "Great, thanks. Thanks."

He quickly made his getaway in search of his brother. Oh boy did he have some choice words for him right now.

Sam spotted Dean right away. Figures Dean was already drinking.

"Exactly how long to you expect me to entertain my date?" Sam asked with an angry huff. He can only be nice for so long.

"As long as it takes?" Bela replied quickly.

Thank you captain obvious. That was the exact answer I needed and wanted to hear. Like I was even asking you.

Dean winced a little at his brothers situation. He scoped out the place so he knows it's going to take some time. Bela wasn't exactly the sympathetic type on laying it gently. "Look - security's all over this place, alright? This is an unchrashable party without Gert's invitation, so -"

"We can crash anything, Dean." Sam cut him off in a hurry. He knew what he was going to say.

Dean frowned at being cut off. Hump, see if I pity you anymore. "Yeah, I know, but this is easier and it's a lot more entertaining." Dean grinned form ear to ear as he watched Sam turn red in seconds.

"Yon know, there are limits to what I'll do, right?" He really hoped that Dean wasn't expecting him to be playful back. If that was the case he was just going to walk off that bridge now.

Dean smiled as he continued. "Aaw, he's playing hard to get. That's cute." Setting yourself up for crash and burn Sammy.

"Come on," Dean motioned to Sam's unhappy face. "I want all the details in the morning." Dean smiled as he handed Bela her glass of champagne.

"Thank you."

Dean winked back as he and Bela left.

Sam huffed as his hands so desperately itched to punch the smirk right off Dean's face. Oh wait he can't cause he has a date waiting.

Sam made a show of being happy as he slowly walked back to where Gert was standing.

"To us." Gert said cheerfully trying to hand him a glass of champagne.

Sam looked at it suspiciously. He always got his own drinks and he really couldn't trust a woman who was horny for him. But what the hell might as well get drunk off my ass and not remember anything.

Sam takes the offered glass as he gulps it in one swift drink. Damn that was a weird burn for champagne.

Gert watches as he drinks the glass and holds her hesitantly to her lips. She smiles when all the drink is gone. Then does she drink her.

Next chapter is when it turns into it's own story. I had to combine it with the episode for a bit. Hope I didn't create a snooze fest but I was setting the scene. And don't ake the lines of Dean and Bela the wrong way there sarcasm lines too lighten the mood. If you guys don't know what I'm planning then oh boy are you in for it. Feedback is appreciated. Thanx Charity