UNDER THE LEGAL LIMIT

AN: Part 19 of The 'Under' Series. The Winchesters are back in NYC. And the Winchesters, Neal, Peter, El and most of the White Collar division find themselves in a hostage situation. Where do the Winchesters fit in? What will be the outcome?

Dean Winchester, his brother Sam and their beloved Impala were headed straight into the middle of an on going hostage situation. They saw the barriers, the police. SWAT, reporters, and of course, the gaggle of onlookers and the looky-loos you always get for those type things. And Dean steered clear, instead of parking the Impala first and then coming across the bridge into Manhattan, he decided to drive over. HE wanted to just drive around first, plus, he wanted to see if he could find somewhere to park in the city. It seemed that the cabbies, even Uber, charged more for having to take someone over the bridge. IT was annoying and costly. They found a lot to park in, luckily it was one of those multi-level ones. That made it hard to spot the car. And even thought they appeared to have the presence of security, anyone who looked closer could see that cameras were fake.

Sam and Dean parked and caught a cab to June's. Carlotta let the two men in and June greeted them. But, they could tell that something was't right.

What is it, June?" Dean asked.

June stopped. She had been pacing he floor and wringing her hands since they bosy had arrived. "There's something on the news. They aren't releasing much information. There have been fatalities. And I guess the families have not been notified, I guess." She started to pace again.

"What…?" Sam asked, hoping the scene that they had encountered was the not same one Peter was involved in.

June shook her had." I don't know much. There was a hold up at a gallery this morning. They are having a grand opening tonight. And there were people all over the place preparing for the event. I don't know how…." She paused. "El's company was contracted to cater the flood. Neal said White collar would be there. They were handling the security tonight, and they needed to go over security layout before the event. In all the confusion of the day, all the planning, maybe they just decided to do it during the day."

"What's the prize?" Sam asked.

"Not sure, something to do with King Tut. Peter was intentionally vague wth Neal, in case he got itchy fingers." June explained. "But now reporters are outside the building. They can't get in. The police won't let anybody in. This is no one coming out. Then, just a few moments ago, there were reports of more shots fired." She was near the point of breaking down.

They all sat and watched the news for a little while. Between the weekday morning talk shows and soaps, the new stations flashed pictures of the ongoing situation. Also, as far as anyone knew, nothing was going on inside.

Dean left Sam n the living room with June. He headed to the downstairs bathroom to have a little privacy to try to use the phone. He didn't want June in there to hear in case something went bad during the phone call. Dean tried Neal's number, it went straight to voicemail. He also tried El's it went straight to voicemail, also. Dean slipped away a couple more time to make calls. He got the same results each time.

Sam stepped away from June that last time, for just a moment. He wento see what Dean had found out. Dean shook his head. He hated not to be able to do anything.

"Sam, you stay with June. I…." Dean started.

"No!" Sam said.

"What?"

"You heard me." The younger Winchester replied. "You are not going to go and 'look.'"

"You don' know me." Dean lowered his head and pouted.

Sam just looked at his brother for a moment. "Dean, you cannot be considering…."

"I'm…."

"DEAN!" Sam managed to keep his voice at a low roar. He didn't want June to hear the two of them arguing.

"Nobody is doing anything!" Dean said through gritted teeth.

"There are hostage negotiation people there, Dean. I think that they know what they are doing."

"They would be out of thee if they knew what they were doing." Dean snapped.

Sam sighed, but he didn't say anything.

"Dude. We…I can't just sit here. I can't just sit and watch use loose somebody else." The elder hunter replied. "And what about El and Peter…and I'm sure Diana and Jones are in there too." He said as he started to pace. "I just…that's everybody here, Sam. That is New York for us."

Sam nodded. A visit to any part of New York generally included stopping by and seeing Neal. They couldn't think about this place and not think about Neal, the Burkes, and White Collar.

Sam sighed. "What are we going to do?"

Dean opened his mouth to protest.

"You are NOT going in alone." Sam stated.

"SAM!" Dean tried his best big-brother voice.

"Forget it. You're not going in there without me." Sam said. "You're gonna need my help."

Dean started to chuckle.

"What?"

The elder Winchester shook his head. "The irony. Two reputed serial killers going into a hostage situation with who knows how many thieves to save one bonds forger and some FBI agents."

Then brothers then realized that June must be wondering what they were up too. She was still out in the living room when they came back in.

"June," Dean started. ",we're sorry. We…."

June shook her head. "I know you're planning something. She paused. "I don't need to know what it is. Just get them out. You come back safe, too." She said as she hugged them goodbye.

Sam and Dean then headed out of the mansion.

"How are we supposed to get into a place guarded by police and watched by the media?" Sam asked as they flagged down a cab.

Dean shook his head. "FBI agents don't have to worry about those things."

Sam looked at his brother, astounded. "Dean, we are going to be fake FBI, in the same room with the REAL FBI?"

"It'll get us in, Sam."

"It will get us shot, Dean."

Sam shook his head. He didn't like this. He hated it, as a matter of face. But, he also knew that Dean was going forward with this, whether he came or not.

"They make us, Dean," Sam said, pacing the room as he spoke. We're going in with Guns. I mean we have to carry guns, Dean. What FBI agent doesn't carry a gun? They make us…Sam and Dean Winchester, carrying guns. I don't think that they are going to stop and ask questions." He stopped pacing and looked at his brother. "Dude, you have had some bad ideas before. But this…this tops them all. This is like…top ten worst of the worst."

"No criminal is going to let federal agents go. And they are not going to let a turncoat thief/forger go." The older hunter said. "Peter and Neal are as good as dead." He paused. "If you have any ideas, Sammy…."

Sam thought, hard, but then shook his head.

"Then this is it."

"Good thing we got an angel on speed dial." Sammy muttered.

TBC