Dean let out a shout of relief when he saw Sam in the water ahead. That cry turned to one of fear when he saw the large fin approaching his brother from behind.
Growling, he revved up the engine on the little boat. In less than a minute, he was swinging in between his brother and the fin. Reaching down, he grabbed Sam by the back of the shirt and hauled him into the boat, which wobbled precariously.
"Jesus, Sam! Sharks? Are you kidding me? Who does that demon think he is, Doctor No? I am SO killing that asshole!"