MUG SHOTS

*Set in season 10*

~Chapter 1~

"Hey, Amelia? Baby, come see this, quick," Don shouted down the hall, from the lounge room where he was watching the national news.

I put down the book I was reading and made my way to my husband.

"What's up?" I asked, sitting in his lap as he wrapped his hand around me.

"Watch this, that's that Sam guy, isn't it?" My heart raced at the sound of Sam's name. But then watched the replay as the announcer explains.

"...Two fugitives, thought to be deceased seven years ago have been spotted by Police cameras in the area of Roswell, New Mexico three days ago."

The screen behind her showed a police building in flames. And then changed to a surveillance camera seeing two men with guns making their way around the building.

One saw the camera and pointed it out to the other and they went on their way again, a little more hurried this time. They paused the camera to see their faces clearly.

"If any citizen sees either of these two brothers, to phone their local Police immediately, their names, Sam Winchester, 31 years of age and Dean Winchester aged 35 of Lawrence, Kansas. When the police arrived on the scene they had disappeared from the area and now have a nation-wide manhunt for the brothers."

The screen showed the two brother's in mug shots and from the date, from seven years ago in Little Rock. It showed my Sam, sad and younger and much shorter hair then what I was used to. The second one was of a man I'd only ever heard about, never seen, he wasn't what I expected with a smooched look on his young face.

"If anyone has any information or has seen the two brothers anytime over the last seven years, it is encouraged to share their knowledge with the Police. Any personal with interactions with them will be highly questioned of their current round-a-bouts or communication methods."

"Wow… that's him. H-he… He's a fugitive?" Wide-eyed and shocked, betrayed and ached, I stared at the screen. Unbelieving to what I was hearing. I barely noticed that Don was rubbing circles into my back.

After the articles was over, Don turned the TV off and turned to me.

"You okay?"

"Yeah–" I coughed, clearing my throat. "Yeah… I just – I just can't believe it."

"Can't believe the fact that he's a fugitive or the fact that he died seven years ago?"

"Both!" I gasped a sob, I lived with him for a year. And I just – It can't be true… There has to be a different side to the story I don't know about. I always knew there was I side to him I didn't know, and he even told me that I don't want to know.

Was it that he was a criminal, that he didn't want me to know… or… I don't know… I trusted him. And now I'm questioning everything. What if I was just a way to get out? What if he was hiding by being with me?

"What are you going to do?" Don asked gently.

"What do you mean?" I choked.

"Are you going to call the police?" Good question.

"I – I don't know."

"OK. Well, how about we get some sleep and in the morning you can think about it more. That sounds okay?" I managed a nod. Even though I had no idea how I was going to sleep tonight.

A/N: Alrighty, I know I usually give decent sized chapters, but I dnt know, I wanna change for once, and with the chapters this size, I could update quicker and more often…. Anyway, tell me what you think xD