Haven't written anything in ages so this is a little rough. Nothing belongs to me.

When the neanderthal holding his baby brother by the throat lost his balance on a fallen pool cue Dean made his move. Like a cobra striking out, his closed fist shot out so fast the guy never saw what hit him. One blow to his face had his head jerking back and his broken nose gushing blood like a fountain.

Dean wrapped his hand around Sam's arm and jerked him away from danger then with the look of one of nature's most dangerous predators, he advanced to finish his lesson of what happens to those that threaten his little brother with bodily harm.