Disclaimer: The boys of Supernatural do not belong to me. I just borrowed them for my little story. Any other characters are mine though

Notes: This is my first fic ever! Constructive criticism welcome. Praise welcome. Suggestions welcome.

Warnings: Ummmm…violence I guess. Hints at attempted rape of OC who won't be given a name. Sam bashing. Not too bad though.

Getting Into Trouble

Chapter 1

Sam sighed as he stared at his laptop screen. So far his research had turned up nothing about the creature or demon or whatever they were looking for. Dean was busy looking through their father's journal but he hadn't had any luck either. Sam sighed again and turned away from the laptop to look at Dean who was laying on one of the motel beds.

"You find any thing yet?" Sam asked.

"Nope. You?" was the reply.

Sam sighed, "No."

"What's with all the sighing?"

"I don't know, I guess I'm just frustrated." Sam said as he stood up from his chair to stretch. He winced as he heard and felt his back crack. "I need to get out of here. I'm going to get some fresh air."

"Alright. Just don't go too far and do you at least have your knife with you?

"Geez Dean, Mother me much?"

"Hey, one of us has to make sure that the other doesn't get his ass killed."

"Yeah, yeah. Be back soon." Sam walked out of the motel room into the darkness outside and closed the door behind him. Sam didn't tell Dean that his knife was still in his duffel bag. How much trouble could he get into?

Looking across the parking lot, Sam decided to go to the mini-mart across the road. He figured he'd get Dean and himself some coffee and something to snack on. As he started crossing the street Sam noticed a girl walk around the side of the mini- mart going towards the back. When he was halfway across he heard the girl's startled scream. Sam knew she was in trouble so he picked up the pace and ran the rest of the way to the building and skirted around the corner to follow where the girl had gone.

Now Sam could hear a scuffle not far ahead of him and the girl screamed again. Sam rounded another corner and came to a stop as he saw the girl being flanked by two men who were holding her arms and pressing her up against the wall while a third guy was in front of her in the process of undoing his pants. This guy was blonde and the same height as Sam but definitely had about 35 more pounds on him, which were purely muscle. The other two guys had dark hair, were shorter than Sam and were muscle bound as well. And to top it all off they were twins.

It was dark but there was enough light for Sam to see that the girl had a bruise forming on her cheek where one of the men had obviously hit her. He also saw that she was probably going to have a black eye in the morning. Sam was angry at what he saw.

"Hey, you perverted freaks! Let her go!" Sam yelled.

The three men turned to face the person who had interrupted their fun.

"Mind your own business punk," the blonde guy said. Without a doubt he was the leader of the little pack.

"No." Sam stated.

"Beat it, or you're going to get more trouble than I think you want," the twin on the girl's left said.

"I said no. Let the girl go," replied Sam.

"Alright, you asked for it," the blond guy said as he motioned to his two cronies. The twins let go of the girl, who ran away from the building. The three men advanced on Sam. Sam thought of running, but he knew that the men would catch up with him, so he kept his ground. 'I wish I had brought my knife' was Sam's first thought as the blond guy threw his first punch.

Well, what do you think? Should I write more? Review and let me know!