winchester, sam. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} ex_demonbloo908) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wariscoming, |
Sam followed Dean carefully. He was determined to make sure that his older brother didn't stray from his sight; one wrong move, one unexpected motive, and something easily could have happened to him. Not to mention that Dean himself wasn't capable of keeping himself from harm. He could either end up hurting himself accidentally or letting something else do so first. Either way, Sam wasn't going to let it happen. It was why when the first few groups started fighting, Sam steered off to the side and focused on Dean. He had a shotgun in his hands and a spare gun at his side if he needed it and, from the looks of things, he was glad he'd thought to bring both weapons along. These ugly monsters - demons, he was sure someone had called them (which was kind of laughable, considering) - didn't look like they would go down easily. So when one strayed too close, Sam raised his gun and fired off a shot. He hit one of the things in the chest, then turned to fire off another round at the next incoming monster. Sam wasn't stupid enough to believe that the bullets would kill the 'demons', but he knew that they'd at least slow them down. That was good enough for him for the time being.
Looking up, Sam spotted Dean sauntering off in the opposite direction. Sam followed suit, halting slightly in his tracks when he caught Dean taking a swing at someone. Unfortunately, that someone wasn't one of their enemies. And that? It wasn't good. Swearing, Sam broke out into a run and moved forward to keep Dean from doing anything worse. He didn't trust everyone that had stepped into the battle enough to believe that they wouldn't harm his brother in retaliation - intentional or not.
"Dean! Hey!"