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Flashback

Sam Winchester woke up first, followed by his father and older brother. He didn't remember being knocked out or what had happened but all three of them found themselves imprisoned in a small cell.

"I see that you are awake," a man with dark hair, eyes, and clothes stood in from of their cell. Eying them like an animal that has just caught its prey.

"I want to know what is going on." John Winchester demanded, his two sons standing in front of him. "Why the hell did we get captured by human and what the hell does he have to do with you?" He said and stared at his eldest son.

White paced in front of the three captives. One was in his forties while the other two looked to be in their twenties. They were now in a small lab where they were standing, shackled. "You," he pointed to Dean. "Front and center." Dean reluctantly took a few steps forward, away from his family. "State your designation." White said manically.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Dean replied.

"State your designation." White repeated

"You're nuts." Dean said to his face. The shackles hurt and he just wanted to get out of this dump with no problems.

"Ok then." White replied. He walked up to the eldest Winchester and kicked him in the stomach. "Next time I'll shoot him."

"Dad!" Sam and Dean shouted. Sam helped his father get up and they stood side by side once more. Dean did not move a muscle.

"I'm not going to ask again."

Dean straightened and , much to his families shock, said "Designation X5- 494 sir."