Disclaimer: I don't own "Supernatural", sadly, but the boys are such a treat to play with...
A/N: My gratitude goes out to my awesome beta twinchaosblade who makes sense of my stuff, even if I don't.
A/N 2: Response to the Drabble Challenge by Enkidu07, Mad Server, Onyx Moonbeam, Orange Autumn, IheartSam7, deangirl1, Nana56, PA Davis, supernaturalsammy67, NC Girl, MuffyMorrigan, Supernoodle, SherryDarling, mahtalie, twinchaosblade, Vanessa Sgroi. Sorry, if I missed anyone of the gang.
Thanks for inviting me in, I couldn't resist. blush
The night was quiet outside. Peaceful, Sam thought, with the crickets the only source of sound. Except for Dean's soft snoring in the next bed over.
He was about to give in to the tempting oblivion of sleep when a sudden CLASH and THUMP caused both boys to jump in anticipation of trouble; ready to fight. But nothing else followed.
Dean still held his knife in hand when Sam turned the lights on in the now draughty motel room and got up warily. There, amid the broken glass, he found what had caused the commotion. A rock-through-the-window-message.
"Get lost, FREAKS!"