Disclaimer: I don't own anything relating to Supernatural. I just like playing with them :)

This is my first fanfic. hope you enjoy!

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Sam, remember what Dad taught ya. 'Kay? And remember what I taught ya.

Sam looked down his arm and down the barrel of the pistol. He aimed slightly to the left and fired. He heard the bullet ricochet off a nearby tree leaving the empty beer bottle untouched.

He had only just learned about things that go bump in the night. And yet, as soon as his father found out, he immediately started training him. It just wasn't fair. It seemed as though everything was happening too fast.

Sam sighed as he brought his arm up closer to his face and stared straight down the barrel. 'How many eight year olds have even heard a real gun fire?' he thought bitterly as he took another shot. He growled in frustration as the bullet missed the bottle yet again. Sam threw the gun to the forest floor and went to pout against a nearby tree.

Not a minute later, Dean came to view and stared at his scrunched-faced little brother. "Having trouble, Sammy?" he said smiling.

Sam grunted in response.

Dean's gaze shifted from Sam, to the gun, to the bottle. He sighed as he picked the gun up and said, "Want me to teach you how?"

"I know how! It just isn't working!"

"Meaning you're doing it wrong," Dean smiled again. He grabbed Sam by the arm and led him to where he was practicing earlier. "Okay, first off, don't stand with your shoulders facing it. Okay stand like this. Good." Dean worked a little on his posture before putting his arms around Sam to get his arms right. "Now look down the barrel and aim…"

"I know! I know! Aim to the left!"

Dean looked down at his brother as he aimed. Dean scoffed as he said, "That's when you're aiming with your right eye, doofus!"

Sam looked at Dean. "Huh?"

"You're aiming with your left eye." Dean adjusted Sam's position. "Go ahead."

Sam looked down the barrel and aimed for the right this time. He fired…and missed.

"I give up," Sam stated. He dropped the gun and went back to pouting under the tree.

Dean picked up the gun and smiled. "It's not like I got it the first time, Sammy."

"It's Sam."

Dean smiled again. "Just give it time." Dean sat next to brother under the tree. "It's not like the bottle's going anywhere. You can take your time to aim."

"What about when Dad wants me to hunt? Something tells me they won't sit on a fence and wait for me to shoot them."

"No, but you got time. Your skill'll build."

Sam sighed. "Can't I just research while you and Dad hunt? I mean, you're pretty good at it. I mean, you're alive…"

"Thanks, I think? Anyway, it's good for self defense. If Dad and I are out on a hunt, you should know how to use a weapon."

"But I suck at it."

Dean sighed. He pulled his knife from his belt and said, "Wanna learn to use this?"

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Bobby looked around the corner at quickly retreated. The shapeshifter was looking around the seemingly empty ally as it collected its bearings. Bobby lifted his gun and carefully aimed at the shapeshifter's chest. Damn it! Bobby thought as the shifter bent over to catch its breath. Can't get a clear shot. Bobby carefully and quietly pressed the speed dial and waited.

"Bobby?"

"Sam!" Bobby whispered. "The shifter's outside! Slippery bastard! I can't get a clear shot…"

"I'm on the roof," Sam replied. Sam sneaked over the edge and spotted the shifter looking at its surroundings. "Got it." Sam snapped his phone shut and took out a pistol. Dean's favorite. Sam thought nostalgically. Shaking his head to get back to reality, he pointed the gun down towards the shifter. It was still bent over so there was a clear shot of his back.

"It's not like the bottle's going anywhere. You can take your time to aim."

Sam smiled. He stared down the barrel and aimed. A full 15 seconds passed before he pulled the trigger.

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Me: So how did I do?

Sam: I don't remember any of that...

Me: 'Course you don't. it's fanfiction.

Dean: Will there be any porn? (smiles)

Me: (rolls eyes) Dean, I love you. but try to ignore THAT brain for once.

Please Review! I wanna know how bad I did :P