Chapter 2

Raegan was in a dark, small place. It felt like the trunk of a car. She was pretty sure the Winchesters just kidnapped her, but she was a little wonky.

She felt handcuffs on her and tried to move. Nothing. She managed to flip over so that her hands where in front of her. She started banging on the inside of the trunk.

"Help!" She screamed. She hoped she pissed Dean off enough so that she could have a chance to fight him and get away.

But, alas, nothing happened. Raegan groaned and took deep breaths. She couldn't help but realize that she didn't understand the Winchesters at all. She had no clue why they kidnapped her.

"Hey! Dean! Let me out! Please, Dean, I can't be in here for much longer. Dean." Raegan said, not yelling as loud.

Raegan desperately awaited a response. She waited for a while. She finally gave up and laid back. A little nap wouldn't hurt, she thought.

She closed her eyes and relaxed her body.

Raegan was at Blake's apartment and she wasn't sure what to do. She had been standing outside looking at it for about twenty minutes. What if he wasn't home? She asked herself.

"Excuse me; can I help you find something?" A British male voice asked me.

She turned towards the man and responded. "Oh, um, well, my cousin lives here and I'm not sure whether to go inside or not." She admitted.

"Why not?" He asked.

"Because he doesn't know I'm coming and the last time I saw him, my father pissed him off and he might not help me."

"What kind of help do you need?" He asked, clearly concerned.

"The kind I'm only comfortable asking a family member for."

"Then why is this so hard?"

She couldn't respond. She didn't know. "It shouldn't be. I guess it's because I have a lot to lose if he says no. I have no one else to turn to."

"No parents?"

"My mom died when I was five and my dad…he's lost to me." She said, looking down.

"Well, I'm going to this café here. I'll be there for about an hour doing some work on my computer. If your cousin says no, come meet me there. I have no kids or wife or girlfriend and a two-bedroom apartment. I'd be fine to help you."

"Thank you. Well, here goes nothing." Raegan said. She walked inside with confident strides. She walked to the front desk.

"Hi, can I help you?" The receptionist asked.

"I'm looking for Blake Jacobs." She said.

"He's in room 613. I'll let him know you're here. Can I have a first name please?"

"Raegan."

"Thank you, you can go on up."

Raegan smiled and thanked her and walked to the elevator. She hit the 6th floor button and waited. Her nerves were highly strung and she was quite jumpy when the elevator door opened.

She followed the signs down the hall until she got to 613. Raegan took a deep breath and assured herself that he'd say yes. Then she knocked on the door.

"Hey, wake up!" Dean yelled at her. Raegan opened her eyes and shielded them from the bright sunlight. She felt Dean and Sam haul her out of the trunk and stood her upright in a gravel driveway. She was about to look around when a black sheet covered her head.

"Sorry, Raegan." Sam said. She heard the trunk door close and Sam and Dean led her forward.

"Step." Dean said. Raegan stepped up and sure enough there was a step. Three more steps until they stopped. Someone knocked at the door. She heard it open.

"Boys, what the hell?" Raegan heard a male, country accent ask.

"Bobby, we need to put her in the panic room." Sam said.

"Come on in. She a demon?" Bobby asked. So, he was a hunter, Raegan deducted.

"No, but she's in danger." Dean said.

"Danger? You kidnapped me and I'm in danger, really?" She asked.

"Shut up." Sam said.

"You guys made a huge mistake." She said as they walked inside. "My team will look for me and they'll never stop hunting you."

"Team?" Bobby asked. He must've made the connection, because he added, "Boys, are ya'll friggin' idjits? You kidnapped an FBI agent?"

"Not just an agent, I'm a profiler."

"And I'm betting you're previously a hunter."

"A what?"

"Stop playing dumb, Raegan. You know what I mean."

"I don't, actually. You two, possibly three, are serial killers. And not just killers. Kidnappers, burglars-" Raegan started but Sam clamped his hand over her mouth.

Raegan took a step forward but nothing was there. "Shit!" She screamed as she felt herself fall down a buttload of steps. Her left arm hurt like a bitch and it felt gooey, so it was likely bleeding.

Raegan took a few breaths. She heard three sets of feet run down the stairs after her. Someone rolled her over.

"Hey guys it would've been nice to know we were descending stairs." Raegan said.

"Are you okay?" Dean asked.

"I don't know, I can't see, but my arm hurts." Raegan said. Dean gently extended her arm. Raegan winced.

"Bobby, get the first-aid kit." Dean said. He picked Raegan up and brought her into the panic room. Raegan wanted so badly to be dreaming right then. She felt the handcuffs come off and then the cloth.

She registered a metal room with a desk and a few other things but the pain was horrible that she shut her eyes most of the time.

"I'm so sorry, Raegan." Dean said. She looked at him.

"Save it. If you were sorry, you'd let me go." Raegan said. "If you do, I'll forget this happened, I'll tell them you died in an explosion or something." Raegan saw Dean didn't even consider that option.

"No."

Raegan really hated herself then. Bobby and Sam finally came into the room. Bobby lingered on her face for a minute.

"Yeah, I know, Dean punched me." Raegan said, unsure if she had a bruise or not.

"You punched a girl? You hit a girl?" Bobby asked incredulously. He got on his knees and started cleaning the blood away. Raegan winced a lot, but the pain was bearable.

"We didn't have a choice. She wasn't coming with us willingly and we had to get out of there quickly. It was either that or leave you there, and I didn't want you to die." Dean said.

"What're you talking about?" Raegan asked.

"We know for a fact that somebody wants to kill you. Who that is, we don't know, but we're not letting them get you." Dean said.

"You won't let them get to me, but you'll let me fall down the stairs and cut my arm open?" Raegan asked. She cussed as Bobby started stitching her up.

"I'm truly sorry." Dean said. She saw remorse in his face. True remorse. She ruined the moment, though, because a long line of cuss words came out at the pain Bobby was inflicting.

"Are you done?" Raegan asked, her voice fluctuating.

"I'm done. I just need to bandage it." Bobby said. Raegan watched as he bandaged her arm. "All done. I'm sorry for the pain these boys have put you through."

"Yeah, it's okay, I guess." Raegan said. She took a breath, glad she wasn't in that much pain anymore.

"Well, sorry, but we have to go now. Probably need to explain to Bobby what's happening. You should probably rest." Sam said.

"Okay. Okay, you should do that." Raegan said, almost wanting them gone. Dean patted her shoulder and stood up. Bobby too. They left and Raegan heard a bunch of locks click.

Raegan groaned and sat up. Rest? As if, she thought. She stood up and walked over to the desk. She sat down. She looked through the papers on the desk. Simply magazines. Nothing interesting.

Raegan sighed, wondering what her team was doing. She hoped they were looking for her. She hoped they'd find her.

"Alright, so everyone is accounted for except for Raegan." Emily said. They were sitting at the conference room at the police station where the Winchesters were interrogated at.

"Where is she?" Derek asked.

"No clue. Last time I saw here, she was in the viewing room slash conference room for Dean's interrogation room. She said she was going to look over some things, I think." Emily said.

"So, Dean breaks out and overpowers Raegan then what? He must've waited until we left to see what was going on in the lobby. Then he gets out and gets Sam?" Dave said.

"And together they overpower Raegan." Aaron said. "Where's the room where she was at?"

Everyone got up and walked down the hall to the room Raegan as last seen in. Emily opened the door and they walked in.

"She must've dropped those files." Spencer said, pointing to the mess of papers on the floor.

"She had a gun, though. I don't understand. She would've shot them." JJ said.

"Maybe." Dave said.

"What do you mean?" Aaron asked him.

"Maybe she would've shot them. If they had someone at gunpoint, she wouldn't. It's just who she is, there's nothing wrong with that." Dave said.

Spencer turned around. He analyzed the rest of the room. "Guys, there's a camera." He said, pointing to a small camera in the corner above the door.

"I'll call Garcia." Derek said.

Ten minutes later, they were watching the tape.

"Why would she give him the gun?" Emily asked.

"There's no hostage there. Why didn't she shoot them?" Derek asked.

"Is there any audio?" Dave asked.

"Yeah, just a minute." Spencer said. He turned it up.

"Raegan, we don't want to hurt you. We're doing this to save you. Please, Raegan, trust me." Dean told her.

"What does he mean?" Aaron asked. They watched as Raegan handed him the gun.

"I'm sorry about this." Dean told her. He then punched her in the cheek and she dropped like a stone. Sam and Dean picked her up and left.

"And then there's this." Spencer said. He pulled up another video, one of the parking lot. It showed Sam and Dean stuffing Raegan into the trunk of their car.

"Can you get their license plate?" Aaron asked.

"Surprisingly, no. Garcia said looking it up was a dead end." Derek said.

"Where would they take her?" JJ asked.

"Garcia said she couldn't find them on any traffic cameras. She said they likely used back roads." Derek said.

"That shows knowledge of the area. I don't think they've gone far." Dave said.

"We need to hold a meeting with the officers. They need to know what's happening." Aaron said.

"Good idea. I'll gather them." Emily said.

Once everyone was there, Aaron started.

"As you all know, renowned criminals Sam and Dean Winchester escaped from here approximately two hours ago. In that event, two of your officers were put in the hospital. What you don't know is that the Winchesters took one of our agents, SSA Raegan Hale."

"We believe they are still in this area and may have taken her to a house they have prepared. They are driving a black, four door 1967 Chevy Impala with the license plates CNK80Q3. If you see them, do not engage. Follow them discreetly and notify us that way we can deal with them." Dave added.

"Another thing. Sam and Dean Winchester are highly dangerous; do not let them see you. They believe they are trying to save Agent Hale for some reason, so she is alive. If they see you, however, it won't be long before they kill her." Derek said.

Everyone nodded and left as the meeting ended.

"Wherever you are, Raegan, know we're coming." Emily whispered.