Challenge Word: storm
Word Count: 100
Grabbing sixteen year old Sam by the sleeve of his jacket, Dean spun him around, herding him towards the door once again after having just entered.
"What the hell, Dean?"
"I'm in the mood for a whopper," answered Dean walking towards the Impala with Sammy in tow. "And you know I don't like to eat alone."
Of course, Dean hid the real reason from Sam as to why they were leaving. John was drunk again and in a fighting mood and he wasn't about to let him take it out on Sammy.
'I'll always shelter you from the storm, Kiddo!'