AN: This story is the first story I post in English. It´s a translation of my German story ´Zusammntreffen der Brüder.´ Thought I will probably change some details. This story is unbetaed and English is not my native language so if you noticed any errors feel free to contact me.

It was a cool September morning as Don Eppes was called into the Office of the FBI Director. "Agent Eppes, I wish that you and your team take this case", said the Director and handed too files over to Don.

"It's about the probably most dangerous criminals for a long time, Dean and Samuel Winchester. Dean is wanted for multiple crimes including murder in at least three cases, armed robbery, kidnapping and abusing his brother Samuel. Samuel is probably forced by Dean to help him. I want you to find them since the actual leading agent become to obsessed with them." "Roger Sir." "Well, I have already informed Professor Eppes of the details so you can go, agent Eppes." Don nodded and left the Office.

Two days later, Charlie was in his brothers Office and explained the possible targets. "I think they are going to come to LA more specifically this area here. These deaths are the most unusual. Six people have allegedly committed suicide there in the last few weeks. If I'm right, Dean and Samuel will try to converse with the relatives of the victims." "Okay Chuck, that makes sense. You know when they are going to arrive in the area?" "No, not exactly, because we unfortunately do not know, where they currently reside, but probably within the next few days. Tell me Don, it is conceivable that I talk with the family members of that allegedly suicide victims?" "Yes, that should be possible."

A day later Charlie went for house to house and interviewed the family members of the allegedly suicides. When he was at the last family he gave Don a call. "Hey Don. I´m at the house of the last victim now and think I will be finished in fifteen minutes so could you set everything up for a geographic profile in your office?" "Sure see you in half an hour Chuck" Two minutes after Charlie had ended the call the doorbell rang and Sam and Dean entered. "These are your colleagues, Mr. Eppes correctly?" "Yes, exactly I totally forgot, that they wanted to come here to pick me up", the mathematician said quickly. The mother of the alleged suicide nodded in understanding and left the room.

Hardly after she had left, Dean pulled out a gun, and pressed it into Charlie's back. "Not a word or we kill that woman understood?" Charlie nodded immediately, whereupon Sam shouted: "We unfortunately must go already, Ms. Dearing." "Natural agents, it was a pleasure meeting you" the woman called back from the adjoining room without noticing what was really going on. After the three had left the House, the two Winchesters urged Charlie to the Impala. Arriving at his car Dean throws Sam the key to it, before he put Charlie on the back seat and sat down next to him.

The Professor did not even try to defend himself, let alone flee because he knew that he had no chance against the two hunters. Sam drove them to the Geneva Motel just outside of Los Angeles, where he and his brother have rented a room. Once there, Dean pulled the mathematician literally out of the car and pushed him into the room.

Sam knew that his brother was just a short distant away from snapping, so he went up to him and forced him to sit on the bed. "Calm down, Dean." "Calm down? Damn Sam, we have an FBI agent as a hostage, if they catch us, we will get the death penalty or spend the rest of our life in jail. " "Yes but till now we always escaped and we have only kidnapped and not killed him." "And what if we can't escape? Then you will probably get the death penalty too to make a point. Damn it, Sam, you've gotten your whole life ahead of you, I'm however dying in a month." "Dean I have said that we will come out of this situation and then we will get you out of the deal."

Earlier when Don had waited in his office for Charlie to show up and it became clear that his brother was late Don had asked Colby to get Charlie at the House of the last suicide only for granger to call back fifteen minutes later to tell him that the Professor already had left a quarter of an hour ago with two other FBI-Agents. Immediately he called his brother.

Just as Dean wanted to reply, Charlie's mobile phone rang. Dean looked at the genius with an expression which could have made the blood of the mathematician freeze in his veins. Immediately he reached in his pocket and handed his cell phone trembling over to the Hunter. Dean decided to answer the call. Hardly after he had pressed the call button someone was screaming over the phone: 'Damn it Charlie, where the hell are you? I extra sent Colby to get you from the House of Ron Dearing, only to learn that you already went with two other FBI agents."

"So so, Charlie is the name of our guest" said Dean playing arrogant. "Who are you?" "Oh I think you know who I am. After all, the FBI is looking for me and my little brother" „Dean Winchester! What have you done with Charlie?" "Oh nothing, but that could change any minute should he try something." "I want to talk to him." "And why should I allow that?" "You don´t want to load anymore more offenses on your file, right?"

"Ha I already expected the death penalty, so what should stop me from hurting this agent?" "Listen to me Dean, please let him talk to me." "How do I know that he does not reveal our location to you so not a chance!" "Then let him talk to me over the speaker please." "Fine, but when he says something wrong, he will regret it."

"Okay. Can you hear me Charlie?" "D-Don?" "Yeah. How are you?" "I-I'm scared, Don." "I know, buddy. Are you hurt?" "N-No." "Good, I want that you tell me the first ten numbers of Pi Charlie." "3,1415..." before Charlie could keep talking, Dean shot at him. "CHARLIE!", cried Don desperate when he heard the gunshot and Charlies scream. Before the professor could tell his brother that he was shot in the shoulder, Sam cut the connection before he took the gun out of Dean´s hand and destroyed Charlie's cell phone. Sam then went to the scared mathematician.

"Damn it" "What happened Don?" asked Robin. "The Winchesters have kidnaped Charlie." "So the FBI-Agents that where at Ms. Dearing's house were the Winchesters?" questioned David. "Yeah. God I think they shot him." "Don calm down. How did Charlie sound when you talked to him?" the profiler asked. "Scared what else?" "Just scared or terrified?" "I think he was just frightened but not in any pain and then suddenly Dean shot him."

"Maybe there was a reason why he shot Charlie." "Maybe he had done something which brought Sam or Dean in danger" added David. "What do you mean?" "What happened before your brother was shot" asked Robin. "I asked him to say the first ten numbers of pi while he said them they shot him." "When I hear that I'd say that Dean wanted to prevent that your brother tells you the position of the three by coordinates." said Colby who had arrived just now

"How do you think about coordinates?" "I thought you were reading the files of the two, Don?" "I did but I still don´t know how you get to the coordinates." "Their Father John Winchester was a Marine and there you use coordinates if you want to inform someone about your position." "So Dean thought that Chuck would try the same and shot him?" "Probably" answered Robin. Before anyone of the agents could asked another question Don´s mobile phone rang again.

When he stood before the Professor, the former college student asked: "Who was the guy that just called your partner or your boss?" When Charlie did not answer, Sam put the gun at the professor's temple and said: "You have two options, either you answer me or I blow your brains out!"

"Please stop Sammy we don´t hurt innocents people right?" Dean said to discourage Sam from doing something that he would regret later. "M-my brother", the mathematician replies crying and under great pain to the question of the hunter. "Your brother, he also works for the FBI?" asked Sam. "Yes. Please let me call him", begged Charlie. "Why" hissed Dean. "Don had to listen how you shot at me and then the connection was interrupted. What would you think in his place?"

"That we killed you, and?" Sam who had managed to push his anger back down asked. "He is going to blame himself for my supposed death after all he had persuaded his boss to let me help with the FBI cases." "Why help? You are an FBI agent right?" Sam investigated. "No. I am only a mathematical consultant. I'm helping the FBI and other agencies to solve crimes with mathematics." "Then why were you at Ms. Dearing home?" asked Dean. "I wanted to check my data and find out something that wasn't in the official reports."

„So you don't think, that these people have committed suicide?", Samuel questioned with interested. "No. It is statistical nearly impossible that six people committing suicide in that small area let alone within two weeks. Let me just tell Don that I'm still alive, then I will tell you all that I know even what the police and FBI kept out of the press and the files." Sam saw briefly to Dean, who gave a short nod, before he gave his cell phone to Charlie. The mathematician dialed Don's number with trembling fingers.

Don immediately answered his cell phone. "Eppes" "Don." "Charlie? Are you all right? Where are you?" The FBI Agents immediately listen into the call but the call ended a few seconds later with Charlie saying: "Don, I'm sorry. Please don't blame yourself and tell dad that I love him okay ", before he hung up, without having waited for Don´s answer. "What did Charlie say Don?" asked Robin gentle. "He said he was sorry and that I should tell Dad that he loves him"

The math teacher saw Dean and Sam in the eye before he told them: "All the victims were white and between 20 and 30 years old. What no one has mentioned is that all of the victims had an affair and have invited their lovers into the same motel. So I think that the perpetrators came from the environment of the hotel." The two hunters had listened closely to Charlie and suspected that the men had been killed by a woman in white.

Immediately, Sam went got his laptop out, went to the table in the room and searched the Internet for evidence. Meanwhile, Dean observed the completely frightened teacher. He noticed that the gunshot wound, certainly hurt quite a lot because Charlie's breathing was pretty restless and he always breathed in harshly. Dean stood up and walked towards the consultant and Sam grow a little tense and hoped that his brother wouldn´t doing anything foolish.

Dean stopped before Charlie and extended a hand to him to help him get back on his legs, which the professor reluctantly accepted. The Hunter tried to get the genius to the bed, which put so much fear into the older guy, that he wimmert and screamed before he lost consciousness. Luckily Dean could catch even him, before he felt on the floor. "What happened Dean?" asked Sam, who had immediately rushed to the bed. "I'm not sure I wanted to put him on the bed so that I can look at the wound and he simply become so upset and scared then he passed out"." Do you think it could have something to do with our files?" "I don´t know Sammy we could asked him. Thought I´m not sure if he is willing to answer us."

Sam briefly looked at Charlie, before he replied: "You are probably right. I think we should patch up his shoulder, as long as he is not consciousness. It is going to hurt like hell to disinfect and patch that wound up." "Yes." Sam took a bottle of alcohol, as well as needle and thread out of his backpack. Dean meanwhile knelt over Charlie, set on his hip and gentle took off the jacket, shirt and the under shirt. The former college student set himself to one side of the injured shoulder of the mathematician and started to disinfect the wound.

Due to the pain Charlie subconsciously tried to fight back, but Dean, held him at the wrists so that it was impossible for the genius to hurt Dean, Sam, or yourself. After fifty minutes, the treatment of the gunshot wound was complete, so that Dean rose from Charlie. The mathematician whimpered a little bit in pain, before he came back to consciousness. Immediately, alarmed he tried to get up and pressed himself to the head of the bed.

"Hey, calm down, otherwise the seam will open again" explained Dean with a calm voice. Charlie looked at Sam, who had laid a reassuring hand on the teacher´s uninjured shoulder, before he stuttered asked: "Y-you will not torture or abuse me?" Hardly after the teacher had voiced the question, he regretted it. The two Winchesters looked at each other, before Dean shocked replied: "Why would we do such a thing?"

Charlie was silent and looked to the ground, Dean did not like this reaction at all and so he forced the mathematicians to look him in the eyes before he repeated his question: "Why should we, or rather I, because you have no problem with Sam touching you, do that?" Sam knew that the genius would never answer his brother, he was too much afraid of him. So he sighed before he gently asked: "Was something like that said in Dean's file?" The teacher nodded slightly and began to tremble with fear.

The older Hunter was shocked by the allegation that he had abused someone, therefore he questioned extremely angry: "And who should I have abused." Charlie winced at Dean's tone of voice, because he knew this voice from Don. It was the tone that said you better tell me what I want to know or I promise you will regret it so the consultant immediately answered very quietly: "Samuel."

"God, how did the FBI get that idea? I would never hurt Sammy, he is my brother! ", shouted Dean, while froing his hands up. "Dean calm down. You're scaring our guest" Sam tried to calm his brother down who saw to Charlie and noticed that he was extremely trembling. The hunter breathed deeply a couple of times before he said somehow more softly: "Sammy, give me your cell phone" What are you going to do, Dean?" Sam wanted to know concerned.

"Calling the FBI." "You think that´s a good idea? We are both wanted men with a FBI consult as a hostage. The moment you call they will trace the call and arrest us." "Yeah but I don´t have a better idea to get to talk to that agent and get Charlie back to his brother without blood sharing." "Then why don´t we let that agent come to us? I mean it´s even more risky but at last he would probably come alone if we promised to not hurt his brother." "You are willing to risk that?" "Yeah I mean it´s probably our best bet." "Okay" "Good just let me do something with my mobile first."

Five minutes later the former college student handed the phone to his brother. "Here it should be even harder to trace it now but it´s not untraceable so keep the call to a minimum okay?" "Yeah" Dean answered then called Charlie's brother after getting his number from Charlie. Don was with his team in their office when his phone rang another time "Eppes" "I want to talk to the one, who is responsible for the case of me and my brother." "That´s currently me, after all, you are holding my brother captive, Dean." "That means you have read my file?" "Yes, quite a criminal record for someone so young." "I´m concerns about something certain."

"What the killings? If you want to tell me that it was a sharp shifter, forget it." "No, if I have to I will plead guilty for them, but I swear, I have never abused my brother." "And why should I believe you?" "Charlie." "I swear to you, should you dare to hurt him in any way, I will kill you myself." "Exactly my point you'd do anything to protect your brother. In that detail we are very similar." "We are not similar," Don sneered while David was trying to trace the call. "I think we are. I think you would do everything to protect your family, are very ambitious and quickly lose your temper when it comes to the safety of your brother. But I think it is time to get to the bottom of my call." "What do you want?" "That you turn yourself over to us." "And why should I do that?" asked Don, although he already had decided to accepted Dean's claim.

"You could watch out for your brother." "Okay, where should I come to?" "Come to century city. Sammy will get you there at the Film Studio, no weapons understood? Oh and should you two not be back here in an hour, I will put a bullet in your brother head understand." "Yes, unarmed in an hour at the Film Studio," replied Don and ended the call.