Supernatural: Having Faith

A/N: And here's chapter two! I know that this is being read, but please leave a review to let me know what you think. Reviews inspire me and make my muses happy, too. ;) Read, review, and enjoy!

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CHAPTER TWO: DOUBLE, DOUBLE TOIL AND TROUBLE

"Lord, how are they increased that trouble me! Many are they that rise up against me."

Psalms 3:1

Monument, Colorado

Town Hall and Police Station…

"What'd you mean they're gone?!" Henriksen yelled, getting into the face of the local sheriff. "I thought your men put up roadblocks!"

"They did," Sheriff Melvin Dodd answered curtly. "But, most of my men went on your raid so it took time to get everything set up."

Henriksen cursed and stormed away. When the tip first came in, he'd been skeptical of it being another trick and then a traffic cam had picked up the Impala. Seeing that, he'd flown out with Reidy right away and enlisted the local help of the police force…for nothing.

'It'll probably take forever to find them again,' he thought sourly as he stormed through the bullpen, stopping only when Reidy waved him over to the overhead TV. "What?"

"You'll want to see this," Reidy said, turning up the sound.

`"For those of you just tuning in,"` said a reporter. `"Earlier today, two cops were gunned down when Hinto Idris was kidnapped just outside the Bobby Lawrence Karate School here in Orem, UT, by the following men, who were identified by Gero Idris, older brother of Hinto."`

Four photos appeared with the following names: Gordon Walker, Noah Kubrick, Gale Creedy, and Sheldon "Hawkeye" Derrick.

`"Prior to the kidnapping,"` the reporter continued, `"These same men, plus a fifth man named Kirkland Orson, attempted to kidnap Hannah Idris Gideon, the older sister of Hinto, at the UVSC parking lot, and she managed to take Kirkland down with a single kick to the groin. A FBI team of the Behavioral Analysis Unit is currently in Provo, Utah, working on the case."` And then a video clip showed the BAU and the Winchesters leaving the police station.

"Reidy, we need to get back to Utah right away," Henriksen snapped, and then his phone rang. "Henriksen."

`"Henriksen, it's Deputy Director Groves,"` said Steven Groves. `"I take it you saw the news?"`

"Yes, sir," Henriksen confirmed. "Reidy and I were about to head out to Utah to grab the Winchesters."

`"I'll join you there,"` Groves said, surprising the agent. `"I can't take the chance of you losing those boys and their sister again. They have been a primary thorn in my ass for months, and I want this to end as soon as possible."`

"Of course, sir," Henriksen agreed and then closed his phone. "Deputy Director Groves will be joining us in Utah."

"He is?" Reidy asked, surprised.

Henriksen nodded. "Yup, now let's go." And they both headed out.

Groves shut his own phone, pocketed it, and then looked into a fancy bowl filled with blood. "I know where the Winchesters are," he said, his eyes pitch black, "and I'll personally destroy them."

He listened to the response and frowned. "Are you sure? I could slaughter them all." He then nodded. "Yes, I understand." He then dumped the blood out next to the dead homeless man he'd killed, and then left.

Provo, Utah

Idris Residence…

"Here's the blueprints for the ranch house," Johnny said, unrolling the blue paper across the dining table.

"Where'd you get those?" Dean asked, surprised when he'd left and came back with the papers.

"My dad's construction company built the ranch house and the other buildings on the property," Johnny answered. "The other buildings were destroyed in a fire, but the house is still intact."

They all gathered around the table to examine the blueprints while Penelope watched from the screen of Sam's laptop. `"According to the bank records, Rainbow Ranch was seized when it was discovered that it was being used to grow and sell cocaine about five years ago, and a fire was set on the day of the drug raid to destroy the evidence."`

"Didn't work out too well," Lloyd remarked. "It was all over the news that the drug dealers failed and they're still in jail."

"Good thing," Liz agreed. "Tell us about the ranch house, Johnny."

"Ok, so it's a two-story house with five bedrooms, five bathrooms, two offices, a living area, a dining area, a kitchen, a laundry room, a basement, and a large garage that can hold up to ten vehicles with room to spare," Johnny explained, tracing the areas with a pen. "It has its' own generator and its own water system, so they'll have plenty of each, and it has an state-of-the-art security system."

`"Don't worry about that,"` Penelope said. `"I've already hacked it."`

They all chuckled, pleased that it wouldn't be a problem.

"Good one, baby girl," said Morgan.

"That's great," lead Detective Alita Santos said curtly. "But no one has told me why this guy is doing this."

Hotch sighed. "We've been vague, because Gordon Walker is suffering from a delusion that he needs to save the world from evil and believes that Sam here is – the Anti-Christ."

Santos stared, unsure if she was hearing right. "Seriously? Tell me you're joking."

"It's all true," Elvis confirmed, "and I'm not about to stand by and let this psycho kill anyone else, and that includes both my kids and Sam."

There was general agreement with that and they gave Santos the full details while coming up with a plan of attack, too.

Rainbow Ranch…

"So, what lies did Sam Winchester tell your family in order to gain their trust?"

Hinto didn't answer instead he just quietly sang, "I am a child of God".

"I mean, I knew John Winchester, and I know how his wife was killed…she was burned above Sam's crib when he was just a lil' baby."

Hinto continued to sing, ignoring everything being said.

"I'm sure that you know that both Sam and your siblings aren't fully human."

Hinto ignored him.

"Sammy's girlfriend died the same way, did you know that? I bet they would still be alive if Sam was never born."

'Don't react,' Hinto told himself as he kept singing, 'that's what he wants. He's just a bully trying to get a reaction out of you.'

"Sam isn't a good guy, kid. He can control minds, and I'm sure you must be comin' to your senses now that you're no longer near any of them. I'm also sure that they were upset when Liz shot the yellow-eyed demon – I mean Azazel – dead."

Hinto kept singing quietly, trying to ignore the grumbling in his stomach. They'd left him gagged after the phone call for two hours, and had only given him a bathroom trip and some water before tying him back up again, and now Gordon was trying to convince him to see things his way.

"Why don't you just admit that I'm right and stop that stupid singing?"

Hinto glared at him for a moment and then looked away, still singing quietly. The black man sighed, annoyed, unsheathed a knife, and pressed it against his throat. He froze for a few seconds and then relaxed. "Is something wrong?"

Gordon scowled and removed the knife, clearly resisting the impulse to hurt the boy. "You're a stubborn brat, you know that?"

Hinto shrugged. "You've got me tied up, what'd you expect? That I'll act like you?"

Gordon leaned in close. "I'm tellin' you the truth, kid, but you ain't listenin', and your singin' is annoyin' me."

"Well, I like to sing and you're lying about both Sam and my siblings," Hinto retorted. "I have faith in my family and friends, and nothing you say will ever change that."

"'Faith'," Gordon scoffed. "What has faith ever done for you, beside being born different?"

"How I was born is none of your beewax," said Hinto. "I'm proud of how I look and you can't tear me down no matter what you say or do."

Gordon snorted. "Whatever you say, kid. I'll let someone bring you food in a bit." And then he left.

'Man,' Hinto thought sourly, 'what a jerk.' And he looked at the door when it open and Kubrick came in with a tray that had a sandwich and a glass of orange juice on it. "Got you your dinner."

"What sort of sandwich is that?" Hinto asked.

"Tuna," Kubrick answered, setting it on a nearby table.

Hinto shook his head. "I can't eat tuna, I'm allergic to it."

"You're allergic?" Kubrick repeated. "No one is allergic to tuna."

"Well, I am," Hinto countered. "The last time I ate tuna, I swelled up like a balloon and I almost died. It says so in my medical records."

Kubrick frowned. "You're no good dead." And he went to the door and opened it slightly. "Hey, Creedy! Fix a roast beef sandwich for the kid, he's allergic to tuna."

`"You serious?"` Creedy asked.

"Yeah, I am," Kubrick responded.

`"All right."`

Kubrick then sat in the chair and ate the tuna sandwich himself while keeping an eye on Hinto. "What were you singing earlier?"

"I am a child of God," Hinto answered. "It's a Primary song we sing in church sometimes."

"You sing a lot in your church?" Kubrick asked.

Hinto nodded. "Yeah, we do sing a lot of songs. Can I have a drink please?"

Kubrick set aside the sandwich, picked up the glass, stood and let him take a few sips. "I've heard stories about you Mormons, and I wonder if any of them are true."

"What sort of stories?" Hinto asked.

"That you have horns and a tail."

Hinto laughed. "Sorry, but that's not true."

"You have more than one mom?"

"We don't practice that anymore."

And Kubrick kept asking questions, which Hinto did his best to answer until Creedy arrived with the sandwich. They fed him and then left the room.

'I hope they don't leave me tied up the entire night,' he thought, shifting slightly to keep the ropes from biting into him.

It was going to be a long night.

"So how are we goin' to get in the ranch house without being spotted once the security system has been taken down?" Liz asked.

"There's a back porch facing the trees that surround the river trail," said Johnny while pointing it out on a map. "Plus there'll be some cover provided by the burn-out buildings, and that should allow a group to get to the back porch."

As they finalized the plan, Hannah, Ricky, and Sam got themselves ready by strapping on bulletproof vests that they pulled their shirts over, and Emily brought over some earpieces for them to wear in their ears.

"This way you can hear us and we can hear everything that's happening around you," she told them, "and we've added backups to put on your jackets, just in case."

"Thanks, Emily," Sam said accepting the earpieces. "Let's hope this'll work."

"Same here."

Dean was out in the garage, making sure that the weapons they would need were ready when Morgan came in with Ellen and Jo.

"Hey, guys."

"Hey, Dean," Morgan said, leaning against the side of the car. "Uh, we've talked, and we think it'll be best if the Impala stays here."

"Why?" Dean asked.

Ellen shrugged. "Well, Gordon's probably familiar with your car, and if he heard it coming, it could ruin the plan."

"Wait, you're wantin' to hide my Baby?" Dean asked, alarmed. "Nobody puts Baby in a corner!"

Jo blinked. "Dean, you know that's a line from-"

"Swayze movie, Jo," Dean snapped, annoyed. "Swayze always gets a pass!"

"Whatever you say, chief," said Morgan, "but the car stays here."

Dean pouted. "Fine."

At the ranch house, Hinto was dozing in the chair, which wasn't very comfortable, and woke with a start when the door open and Gordon entered.

"Wake up kid, it's almost six, and they'll be here soon."

"Yeah, to kick you back into jail," Hinto stated, "and I'm sure you'll get the death penalty this time."

Gordon scowled and broke the kid's slightly flatten nose, making him howl, and Creedy ran inside, yelping when he saw the blood.

"Dammit, Gordon!" he protested and pulled out a cloth. "You said you wouldn't hurt him!"

"He had it comin'," Gordon retorted and watched as Creedy worked to stop the blood flow, and frowned when he undid the ropes. "What're you doin'?"

Creedy didn't answer, instead he scooped up Hinto and carried him out, forcing Gordon to follow. He went into the living area and set the crying kid on the couch. "Hawkeye! Get me the first aid kit."

Hawkeye came in with the white case and his eyes widened when he saw Hinto's condition. "Shit. What happen?"

"Gordon broke his nose," Creedy responded angrily. "Help me reset it."

Hawkeye set the case on the coffee table and turned to help, but Gordon stopped him. "Hey!"

"Leave his nose alone," he ordered.

"What?!"

"Why?!"

"He's bait that's why," Gordon answered.

Hinto scowled over the cloth he was clutching to his nose. "You derg. Mb dbd wbll kill you bhen he dets here."

Gordon raised his fist to strike, but both Creedy and Hawkeye grabbed him, preventing the attack. "Let me go!"

"Stop it Gordon."

"He's just a kid."

Scowling, Gordon pulled free and stormed away. "Do what you need to," he snapped, "but don't reset his nose."

Creedy and Hawkeye exchanged concern looks, worried that their follow hunter was going too far since two more cops were dead, and he'd broken his promise not to hurt Hinto.

Gordon went upstairs to the second floor and entered one of the bedrooms near the front of the house, where Kubrick was standing near the window, keeping watch.

"Creedy and Hawkeye are with the kid," Gordon told him, joining him. "And I broke the kid's nose, which they didn't like."

"Doesn't matter," said Kubrick, clearly unconcerned about Hinto's well-being right now. "Soon, we'll have them where we want them, and we'll be one step closer to saving the world."

Gordon agreed. "Yes, soon the Idris twins and Sam Winchester will all be dead, and then we'll go after that bastard baby, too." He then checked his watch and noted the time: 5:45 am. "Get into position, they'll be here soon."

"Ok."

"There it is."

At the end of a long driveway was a white, two-story house with a black roof, and a long front porch with steps leading up to them. It was clear that the four men were making good use of the place, and the connecting garage was big enough for the RV and several other vehicles, too. Just like Johnny had said.

`"We're gettin' into position,"` Morgan informed them, `"and it's two minutes to six."`

`"Just drive up and do what you can to get Hinto out of there and we'll take care of the rest,"` Hotch advised.

"Okay," Elvis agreed and drove his blue, '01 Toyota Tundra pickup truck up the driveway and parked next to the house. "Showtime." And he got out first with his hands raised to show that he was unarmed.

"Stay where you are," Kubrick ordered from his position on the roof, aiming at him with a .22 calibur rifle. "Where are the freaks?"

"My kids and their friend are in the truck," evils answered. "Now where's Hinto? Where's my son?"

The front door opened and both Creedy and Hawkeye stepped out, both armed with rifles. `"Have them get out of the truck,"` Gordon called out, remaining out of sight, `"and then I'll let your retarded son go."`

Elvis took a deep breath to stay calm and then called over his shoulder. "Hannah, Ricky, Sam, come on out."

Opening the passenger door, Ricky, Hannah, and Sam all got out and joined him, their hands raised. Hawkeye went down the steps toward them and he patted them all down to make sure that they were all unarmed.

"They're clean."

`"Check their ears."`

Hawkeye did so and found the earpieces, including Elvis', and removed them. "I got the devices."

`"Come on in, then!"` Gordon requested, which surprised them, but they did go inside, and what they saw wasn't pretty.

Gordon was standing in the living area with a machete in one hand and had his other hand on Hinto's shoulder. Hinto was standing in front of him with dry blood staining his karate outfit and it was clear that his nose was broken.

"Hinto," Elvis gasped and he glared at the man whose skin was darker then his own. "You hurt my son," he snapped as Kubrick appeared on the stairs. "You said you wouldn't harm my son."

"Dbddy," Hinto said as bravely as he could, "hd a bbd mbn."

Gordon chuckled. "Yeah, but he has a smart mouth for a retard, and it landed him in some trouble obviously."

"I'm nbt rbtbrd," Hinto protested. "I gbt gbbd grbds bn schbbl and I'm a sbcbnd ybar bbmbbb bdlt," he added proudly.

"You're right, Hinto," Elvis agreed and then locked eyes with Gordon, while keeping his temper in check. "Gordon, please let Hinto go. In fact, let us all go…no one else needs to die."

Gordon shook his head. "The freaks behind you are goin' to die today, and I need you to accept the fact that they're not human and that the whole world will be better off without them."

"You're wrong," Elvis countered, hoping that he was giving the others enough time to get there before it was too late. "My kids and Sam are human, and right now they're more human then you."

Gordon scowled and pressed the machete against Hinto's neck. "Sam is the Antichrist and so are Hannah and Ricky."

"No we're not," Ricky protested angrily. "We're here now let Hinto go."

"No," Gordon countered. "I want him to see you three for what you really are. Freaks and monsters that have sided with demons bent on destroyin' the world."

"We don't want to destroy the world," Hannah protested, "and we aren't working with any demons."

"Tell me somethin', Gordon," said Sam, sensing that their backup were getting closer and were going to enter soon, and there was something else, but he ignored it for now. "The prison guard you killed when you escaped…did you know that he had political connections? 'Cause his family wants your head on a platter, and the two cops you murdered yesterday? They both had families and now their kids will have to grow up without their fathers."

Something flickered in Gordon's eyes for a moment, but that was it. "I'm doin' my duty, and you're not living past today," he added.

"Duty?" Sam scoffed. "You know nothin' of duty anymore. You harassed Mrs. Miller, who is on suicide watch. You had Kubrick kill Scott last year right in front of his dad, and you've murdered three people. Gordon, you've crossed a line that no Hunter should ever cross, and you can never go back."

"I do whatever I have to-" Gordon began.

"You broke the rules," Sam interrupted. "You killed innocent people, Gordon, you've gone too far."

Gordon narrowed his eyes and he tightened his grip on Hinto's shoulder, making him whimper. "Everything I've done, I've done it to save the world, and I will keep doin' so until the world is safe."

"No you won't," Sam countered and that's when the back door to the porch and the door to the kitchen both flew open as Dean, Liz, Ellen, Bobby, Jo, the BAU, and two-dozen cops came storming in and the following occurred:

Sam used his ability to yank the machete out at Gordon's hand and into a nearby wall. Hinto drove out of the way as Elvis tackled Gordon. Liz shot Kubrick in the head and he tumbled down the stairs, dead.

Both Hannah and Ricky took on Creedy and Hawkeye, disarming and pinning them to the floor in seconds. Gordon knocked Elvis away and stood up-

BANG!

-and he dropped back to the floor with a bullet in his head, thanks to Dean, who'd wanted to do that since last year for the events in both Red Lodge and Lafayette.

Elvis sat up, gingerly rubbing his jaw and then hugged Hinto, who jumped into his arms. "Hinto!"

"Dbddy!"

Santos was helping Rossi handcuff Creedy and Hawkeye when the front door was kicked in and they all found themselves facing none other than Victor Henriksen and his team.

"Drop your guns and hand over the Winchesters, now!" Hendriksen ordered. "And just maybe, you can keep your job, Derek."

"Sorry, Victor," Morgan countered, making sure to keep himself between his friend and the Winchesters, "but I'm not lettin' you have them."

The Winchesters exchanged grim looks, wondering how they were going to get out of this one.

A/N: And both Gordon and Kubrick bite the dust! So, how will they all outsmart Hendriksen this time and what do the demons have planned? R&R everyone!