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- KANSAS99.

Chapter 2

Dean leads JJ and Reid through the dinner hall and out into the turf grounds. Men surrounded the place, tattoos and heavy smokers surrounded the grounds and they spot Dean and the agents quicker than expected. The place seems to silence just like those cowboy films where the main characters enter the bar though the wing door.

On the left, wooden tables were rowed against and near the wall of the prison with men sat playing cards and betting their smokes with other items for kicks. On the right, a basketball game was on pause as the players looked at the people coming though the door, but it didn't seem to phrase Winchester.

He ignores their looks until a big guy stands in their pathway, his friends backing him up. His eyes were a deep green and his face needed an urgent shave. When he smirked, JJ felt a shiver go up her spine.

"What you brought us to eat, Winchester? Pretty boy looks delicious and the Blonde… small, just how I like 'em." Big says. JJ and Reid watched as Dean's face changed completely into something close to animalistic. He growls at Big who flinches and takes a step back.

"You should leave now, Jack. Before I kick your ass yet again." Dean growls out. "Don't forget who the bitch is here, Jacky. Big steps away and so do his friends. Dean's face falls back into a relaxed state and a smile appears on his face yet again, not a whole smile, but enough so that you realise that all is well. He leads them away and to a bunch of guys sat on the bleachers directly opposite the door, against the far wall on the turf.

Dean high-fives the first guy at the bottom of the bleachers. His hair is long almost to the middle of his back and his baby face holds features that are soft and profound, when you take a closer looks, you see the dimples on his face and the tattoos on his arms. Dean ruffled the next guys hair that was sat a couple of steps above the first guy. This one was blonde and had spiky hair with a couple of piercings in this face and a tattoo on his neck of a spiral. He grinned at Dean like the man was his hero.

"This is Max." Dean said pointing to the first guy and then, "And this is Oli." He put a hand on the shoulder of the second man. "Over there is Peter, Jamie and Steven." Jamie and Steven are twins it looked like, both with identical noses and cheekbones. The difference between them was that Jamie's eyes were blue while Steven's were near green. Steven also had his long hair dyed blue while Jamie's had a mohawk which was dyed red.

Peter was a black haired man, sat close enough to be in the group and listen into conversation, but far enough away for people to know that he didn't want to be noticed or talked to. His features were soft and kind, his eyes and slight grey colour.

"Guys, this is Dr Reid and Agent JJ. They've come to hang with us for a while and get the grasp on prison life."

"Oh, you're a doctor. Just what I needed." Jamie said as he passed his twin the cigarette in his hand as he stood up. "I have this bruise on my ass and it's been bugging me for days. You see, I fell over while playing basketball and-"He said as he pull down his prison jumpsuit. Dean jumped up quickly.

"He's not that kind of doctor, dude." He said and laughed.

Jamie shrugged. "Oh well, you wanna look at my ass?"

Steven laughed at Reid's expression. "Bro, sit down. The kid is gonna have a panic attack."

Jamie sat down and took back the cancer stick, "Your loss."

"So, how did you all end up in here?" JJ asked, laughing slightly at Reid's shocked expression.

Steven sighed, resting his chin on his fist. "I robbed my neighbour. Stole his Xbox and a couple of games and got 2 years. 6 months gone so far, 18 to go. Jamie was there too."

"If you would have left Guitar Hero, we would have gotten away with it." Jamie said and punched his twin playfully in the arm.

"It's a good game, damn it!"

Max leaned back with his hand at the back of his head. "I stole a car. Got 3 and a half years."

"I kept hold of some weed for my uncle. He got 5 years in another prison and I got 2 and a half for holding it. I came here 2 weeks ago and Dean's been looking after me ever since." Oli grinned up at the Winchester who was busy glaring over at Big who was looking their way.

"How 'bout you, Peter?" Reid asked as he sat down, relaxed around the men he was with. JJ took his lead and sat down beside him. Peter just looked at them.

"Peter's mute." Max said. "He doesn't talk to any of us. Well, anyone but Dean." Winchester looked at Peter and asked him a silent question. The man gave him a slight nod before putting the cigarette to his lips.

"Peter shot his drunken abusive father." Dean said. "The bastard deserved it, sorry Petey." The man shrugged in reply and went back to looking at the basketball game in front of him. "Petey's been serving his time though; without any questions asked. He's a good man."

"We can see that." JJ said sweetly, smiling when Peter raised his eyes to look at her. He gave her a twitch of the lips in response, but apart from that, he didn't show his gratitude in another way. And he didn't need to. "So what is it that you guys do out here?"

"We watch the game, join in if it gets good. Keep out of trouble." Max said. "Trouble got us here in the first place and to be honest, we don't wanna stay here any longer than we've been sentenced to."

"Smart men."

"You sure, we did end up here." Jamie smirked.

"Let the lady compliment you, Jam. God knows the next time another pretty lady is gonna come by here." Steven elbowed his twin and grinned at JJ, "Thank you, Jay Jay."

Dean pushed between the two twins when Jamie started to elbow back and right in front of JJ, "Don't mind the kids." He pushed them both at each side and they smiled at him. Reid and JJ looked on at the group of men and, without the prison suits, they just looked like a normal group of friends that was just talking and laughing. Good men. And they didn't understand.

To be honest, nobody seemed to understand.

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"You say that Dean Winchester saved your life."

"Yeah he sure did. If he wasn't in this prison, I don't know what would have happened to me." Oli's hands were cuffed in front him on the table, his body language open showing how willing he was to discuss how Dean saved him and to learn more about the man he called a hero.

"What makes you think that?" Hotch questioned the boy.

"Well, you have my file, right? You know I was attacked as lot when I first came here and that all stopped when Dean was sent here. He saw me one day, getting beat up by one of the gangs and he just stormed over and… well, I was bleeding everywhere. I don't remember exactly what he said, but they didn't come near me after that and Dean make his own group." Oli smiled. "He saved me, Max, Jamie, Steven… hell even Peter. I don't understand why he's here."

"Wait, you don't know why he's here? He didn't tell you?" Hotch asked

"Well, im sure that Peter knows, but when I asked, he told e I didn't want to know. So I didn't ask."

"You were scared to?"

"No. I just didn't ask. He didn't want to tell, so I didn't ask again." Oli moved in closer and smiled. "You really don't understand, do you? Dean saved my life, if he wasn't here, I would be dead right now. And if all he wants in return is to not be asked what he did to get here in the first place, well fine. So be it. I don't care. As long as he sticks around… well, I don't care."

Hotch sat back for a moment before nodding, "That will be all, you can leave." He said. The guards moved in to take Oli away and the man stood. Just as he was leaving he turned around to look at the BAU agent who looked deeply confused.

"Agent?" Hotch looked up, "Dean Winchester is a good man… whatever you think he did, whatever you think he's like; you're wrong, okay? You're just… you must not be observing because if you look at him… he's different. At the moment, you look at him as if he's a villain. But all he really is… is a hero."

Oli leaves the room with the guards behind him, leaving Hotch to stare at the door as it closed, no new ideas blooming in his head.

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"Dean Winchester is supposed to be a serial killer, right? Why do I have a hard time believing that this man could be a serial killer? Am I going crazy?" Emily asked the rest of the team as they all sat down in the control room. "He was supposed to be a man that killed so many people and sacrificed them to Satan. How can I not believe that?"

"Because he's an honestly nice man?" JJ crossed her arms, leaning against the table.

"According to who? A couple of guys that got sent to prison, a couple of people who went though a traumatic event and could have seen anything and a prison guard?" Rossi suggested.

"But you have admit it, Rossi, you think that Dean is a decent guy."

"Yeah, I may think that, but that doesn't mean that he's 100% innocent. He has manners; he knows his stuff and he drink's good whiskey. But that doesn't mean he didn't kill all those people."

"But a couple of assumptions doesn't mean he's a killer either. People have been found wrongly guilty for not much less." Morgan piped up. "What do you think, kid?" he asked Reid.

"I think that, given the time me and JJ spent with Winchester and the things that his friends have said… he's innocent. But, we can't ignore the murders. If Dean didn't do them, who did?" Reid worked out.

"Well, when they dug up the body in St. Louis, we found out that the body was still there, dead, looking just like Dean Winchester. Nothing wrong about the body; just a normal dead body. Just this body had Dean Winchester's face. Either he had a twin brother that we didn't know about or a double ganger." Morgan informed them.

"So this Dean Winchester didn't do the murder in St. Louis?" Emily questioned.

"No, he didn't." Morgan said.

"I called up the police station where Dean and Sam Winchester were arrested. The sheriff there said that the murder they were suspected of was really one of the officers on the case, a bad drug deal and a murder. She informed us that the officer wanted to frame Dean for the murder, knowing that Dean was already suspected and wanted for the murder in St Louis and also the robbery. Dean was innocent in that case too, as well as Sam." JJ said, moving to sit in one of the chairs in the room.

"Also the robbery in St. Louis as due to a man called Ronald Reznick who went into the bank to collect the money, killing people in the bank. Dean and Sam were present in the robbery, that was correct, but the witnesses al said that Den and Sam pretended to help Ronald in an attempt to get his trust and stop him from killing people. They all say that Sam and Dean saved them."

"And then the day they were arrested and Hendrickson died with the others in the station, Dean and Sam was declared dead… again." JJ said, "This is the crime that Dean confessed to. Said that Sam was no way involved and Dean did it so that they could get away, that's why he got such a harsh sentence. But how could Dean have done it. There were no explosives in the area and there was no residue left over from any bombs or such."

"Dean Winchester is innocent." Hotch said coming back through from the questioning room. "He has to be."

"We know, Hotch." Morgan said. "We just need to prove it."

"And how are we going to do that?" Emily asked. "Everyone wants Winchester in here locked up tight. Why would they let him out?"

"We've got to let him prove it."

"How?"

"We have to find Sam Winchester."

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"Winchester! You have a phone call!" A guard, Barry?, shouted out to the yard. Dean looked up confused but then followed the pathway to go inside and then followed the guard as he took him to the empty room where phones hung on their stands. "Number 6." The guard said, "You have 5 minutes, Winchester." The guard left the room and Dean rubbed his wrist where the cuffs were tied to his wrists. He walked to the 6th phone and sat down in front of it before taking it off its stand.

"Yeah?" He said into the phone.

"Hey, Dean."

"Sammy? What are you doing calling me?2 Dean asked his brother, eyes wide. His hand went into a fist, "These calls are recorded, you dumb ass, what are you doing calling me?"

"I just had to call you man. This town im in, it made me think of that place where me, you and dad went to when we were little. Wow that sure was a funky town."

Dean sat up in his chair. "Funky town, huh?"

"Yeah, man. Remember, it was when me. you and dad hunted that… what was it, now? Oh yeah, the Wendigo."

"Yeah I remember that, Sammy." Dean almost whispered, a plan forming in his head. "These people are here, Sammy. They're falling for it. I'll be out soon, okay man. And we can get back to the family business."

"See you soon, Dean." The phone clicked off. And Dean sat there for a moment, looking at the phone in his hand before putting it back on the stand.

"Winchester, time to go." Barry said as he came back into the room. He put a hand onto Dean shoulder. Before he knew it, Dean pushed his elbow back, getting the guard in the face. The man stumbled back and a second punch went to his stomach from the prisoner. The guard was out cold in a matter of seconds, still breathing, but Dean put him on his side anyway, before taking his keys and running out of the room.

"Guys, something is happening in the phone room." Garcia said on the laptop as she put up the camera feed. They all watched as Dean put back the phone and then took down the guard. The agents were on their feet in minutes, running out the room to the hallway to where Dean was running towa4rds them. The oldest Winchester stopped where he was stood at the other end of the corridor with his hands in the air.

"Don't shoot." He said.

"Why the Hell not, Dean? We saw what you just did to that guard."

"I did it for a reason and I don't have time to play games." Dean said, dropping the keys in his hand onto the floor with the metal crashing. "Sam just called me, and someone has him. I don't have much time, I need to go get him and I need your help to get out of here and get him."

"What do you mean, someone had him?" Morgan asked, his gun still pointed at the older Winchester.

"That who was on the phone with me. He said the safety word, man. Funky town. It's what we ay to each other if we are somewhere and someone has a gun on us. Someone has a gun on him, guys. And I'm not there to help him. He called me, which means that the person that's got him wants me to get out and get there." Dean said quickly. "He told me about this hunting trip that we went on with my dad when we were younger. It was a deer in Blackwater Bridge. Place is just woods and cabins. Sam is there. I know it." Dean walked closer to the agents, his hands in the air clear for them to see. "You can cuff me if you want, but you got to let me go and save my brother. I gotta save him, agents. I can't stop saving him now. Please."

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"You keep this in your ear at all times, do you hear me?" Hotch said to the oldest Winchester as he handed the man the ear piece so the BAU could at least hear some of the stuff that would go off in the cabin. It took some effort pulling strings, but they were able to get Winchester out.

"Yes, sir." Dean put in the ear piece and then strapped on the FBI vest that Emily gave to him.

"I'm putting my trust in you, Dean. God knows I shouldn't, but I am." Hotch said to him. "But, he's your brother, and I know that of it was my brother, I would want to be in there too."

"Yes, sir." Dean said. "I promise to you. When my brother is out here safe and sound… I'll go back in." Hotch nodded in understanding.

"Now, I know it's dangerous in there. Who ever it is. So here." Hotch handed over one of the guns in his ankle holster and gave it to the Winchester. "I'm gonna want that back without a fight, okay."

"Yes, sir."

Dean walked away and towards the cabin.