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Dylan stood up to face Harmon and Kyle. Harmon came forward and grabbed Dylan by the arm and jerked her downstairs. Dylan knew what was coming. Whenever Harmon dragged her downstairs, she was going to get a beating and Chris was going to have to watch.

Harmon threw her on the floor as Kyle held onto Chris.

"You think you're a funny bitch, don't you?" Harmon asked, kicking Dylan in the ribs.

Dylan forced herself not to yell or anything in pain. She didn't want to show weakness to asshole's like Harmon.

"What, do you mean?" Dylan asked.

"Stop it! Let her go!" Chris yelled. Kyle kicked the back of her leg.

"Shut up!" he yelled at Chris.

"Chris! Stay quiet!" Dylan hissed.

Chris fell silent at her older sisters words. She had to bite her lip to keep from yelling.

"You know, I did you a favor by taking you in." Harmon said.

"Oh, really? Gee, I never knew that." Dylan said, sarcastically.

Harmon kicked Dylan in the ribs again and picked her up by her hair. "Shut the fuck up!" Harmon said, backhanding Dylan. Dylan touched her lip and hissed. Harmon had busted her lip once again. "You need to learn some respect." Harmon got on top of Dylan and started to unbuckle his pants.

"Get the fuck off of me!" Dylan yelled, kicking and punching at Harmon.

"Shut up!" Harmon yelled, backhanding Dylan again.

OUTSIDE

Sam and Dean got out of the Impala. They had decided that they would invite Dylan and Chris out to eat and get to know them better. As they walked up to the door, they heard yelling and screaming.

"Get the fuck off of me!" they heard Dylan yell.

"Shut up!" they heard Harmon yell.

"If he's doing what I think he's doing..." Dean said, letting his sentence trail off. He stepped back and raised his foot. He kicked the door in and ran to the living room, with Sam following.

They saw Harmon on top of Dylan and Chris being held by a boy of about 17. Dean rushed forward and grabbed Harmon and jerked him off of Dylan. He started to pound on him.

"Don't fucking touch my sister!" Dean yelled.

Sam went and grabbed the boy and yanked him away from Chris. He punched him and kicked him.

"Don't touch my sister!" Sam yelled.

Dean and Sam kept hitting and kicking Harmon and Kyle 'till they were knocked out. They turned around and saw Chris kneeling next to, Dylan who was sitting up.

"Are you okay?" Sam asked, walking to Dylan and Chris. He kneeled down by Dylan's side.

"I've had worse." Dylan said.

"She's okay." Chris said.

Sam nodded.

"Come on, lets get you two out of here." Dean said.

"But where would we go?" Chris asked.

"You'll be coming with us." Dean said. Sam nodded his head.

"Okay, but our stuff." Chris said.

"Sam, go get their stuff. Chris could you help him?" Dean asked.

Chris glanced at Dylan who nodded slightly and Chris stood up and walked over to the stairs. "Follow me, Sam." she said.

Dean knelt by Dylan. "You sure, your okay, Dylan?" he asked.

Dylan nodded. "Like I said, I've had a lot worse." she said.

Dean nodded. "Okay."

Sam and Chris came back down with two duffel bags. Sam had the bags and Chris had hers and Dylan's skate boards.

"Ready to go?" Dean asked.

Chris nodded.

Dylan nodded.

All four walked out to the Impala. Sam put the girl's bags in the trunk along with their boards. He and Dean got in the front, while the girls got in the back.

Dean started the car and they drove off to the boy's hotel.