3:16 a.m

"The plan moves into action tonight at exactly 3:16 a.m. There will be deaths. You need to be ready to move your ass or you will be left behind," Dean instructed us all as we sat in a circle at a table outside.

We all nodded as he continued, "I've spent three days studying every fucking inch of this place. Sam knows too so he knows exactly where to place the bombs. Him and Chuck have made sure that they go off at exactly 3:16 a.m. Benny, you need to be positioned by the cell door or you will be killed by the explosion."

Benny nodded and looked grimly at Dean. "Garth, Kevin will be coming by and letting you out of your cell a hour before so you can take out the real guard on your floor," Dean said as Garth nodded.

"Crowley," Dean said as he looked at the bored man, "Your men will be outside ready for any directions Sam decides to give them. I need you to be waiting by your cell door and ready to go when this all goes down."

Crowley waved his hand around, "And what about you and your little boy toy here?"

I looked at Dean cautiously. "Don't worry about us," he said irritated.

"Breaks over! Get back to your cells!," a large guard called from by the door.

We all stood up and stared at one another with determination. "See you on the other side, boys," Dean said with a smile as he turned and walked back to our shared cell.

XXX

That night I laid there silently and nervously. I could hear Deans steady breathing on the bottom bunk. "Dean?," I whispered.

"Yes, Angel?," he asked.

"What's going to happen once were out of here?," I asked curiously and frankly scared.

"I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise. But I have big plans for us," he answered vaguely.

I sighed and stared at the ceiling. "Would you hold me?," I whispered after a few minutes of silence.

I waited for Dean to say something but was instead met with Dean crawling on top of the bed and laying down next to me. He settled in and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I in turn placed my head on his chest and rested my hand on his stomach.

It felt so odd but so right. I've only known the man for all of three days but yet he somehow managed to seep under my skin. I tried to imagine a life with him once we were out but only came up blank. I had no idea what the future could possibly hold for me.

I watched in the corner of my eye as a stray tear slipped out and landed on his jumpsuit. I silently hoped he wouldn't notice.

"Hey," he said quietly, "Are you alright?"

I shook my head and attempted to wipe the rest of the tears out of my eyes. "I'm not okay, Dean," I whispered allowing myself to show my insecurities, "I feel like I'm out of my mind."

Dean hushed me soothingly, "We all are, baby. We all are."

"I- I don't think I can go through with this," I confessed.

Dean stooped running his hand through my hair and sighed. "Yes, you can. I need you. I did all of this for you," he said exasperated.

"I know," I said as I lifted my head to look at him, "But I'm scared."

Dean looked at me with bright eyes, "What are you so scared of?"

"I don't want to fall," I admitted.

"I won't let you," Dean answered quickly before adding, "I'll be there to catch you."

I looked away from his desperate eyes, "Okay, Dean."

"Ready to go," came Garth's voice on the other side of our cell. Dean sat up and looked at Garth who was standing proudly.

"What time is it?," Dean asked as he climbed off the bed.

Garth looked at his wristwatch before answering, "3:14 a.m."

Dean nodded and turned back to me, "Hurry and get up unless you want to end this adventure with you dying."

My eyes widened as I scurried off the bed as fast as I could and stood next to Dean. Garth was steadily working at trying the keys to open the door.

"Here ya go," Garth said proudly as the door swung open.

Dean took my hand and pulled me out quickly as half of the wall inside the cell crumbled from the loud explosion. I covered my ears and looked to Dean who was busy readying himself for a fist fight with two of the guards that were running our way.

"Garth! Take him! You guys need to jump!," Dean instructed as Garth pulled my arm back into the cell.

He stood on top of the crumbling wall and stared out of the large hole that the bomb had made. "Cas! All you need to jump! Three stories will not kill you! Just try to relax your body!," he yelled as he jumped out.

I ran over to where Garth was standing a moment before and looked out into the night. Garth rolled around on the ground for a few seconds before standing up and giving me a thumbs up. I saw Benny and Crowley waiting by the gate in the distance. Sam was also there walking Garth towards the gate discreetly.

Alarms were going off and by now all the inmates had woken up and were shouting various things. I slowly pulled myself onto the wall and stared at the ground that seemed to look menacingly back at me. I picked my head up and watched as search lights went off in every direction.

"Cas! You need to jump! You don't have much time!," Dean yelled from behind me.

I turned my head to see him running towards me leaving two guards beaten and bloody on the cold ground. He stepped quickly up onto the wall and made a hand signal to Sam who took off running in a full sprint.

"I cant do this!," I shouted over the piercing sound of the alarms.

"Yes you can! I'm not leaving here without you!," Dean screamed back as he searched my face with desperate eyes.

He leaned in quickly and grabbed my face in his rough hands as he pulled me into a pleading, desperate kiss. It was then that I knew that I would follow this man to the deep end and I would do anything for him. I pulled away slowly and but my lip.

"Take my hand!," Dean yelled as we heard guards approaching quickly.

I turned my head and flinched as the guards arrived with their guns dead set on us. "Freeze! Don't move!," one of them screamed.

I looked back at Dean who was silently begging for me to trust him. I gave a weak smile and took his hand quickly. And we went.

I did my best to relax my body as I free fell in the air. It must have worked since I didn't feel any pain once we both hit the ground. I rolled over onto my back ad looked up to see a guard with his gun pointed at me and leaning out of the hole I just jumped out of.

I watched in slow motion as he cocked it and got ready to pull the trigger. It happened in even slower motion of the same guard getting shot in the head. I watched as his body slumped over and the gun fell out of his hands landing a few feet away me. I felt all my senses come back as I felt Dean pulling desperately on my arm and yelling.

"We need to go! Let's go!," he was screaming.

I rolled over and stood up quickly. Dean wrapped his arm around my waist and ran with me trying to keep up with him. "Come on were almost there!," he was yelling to get me to pick up the pace.

Just outside of the gate was a black Chevy Impala with the motor running. I noticed Sam on the drivers side with a worried look on his face.

We were almost home free. Almost. A police officer appeared in front of us with his handgun drawn. "Don't move a fucking inch!," he screamed as he moved the gun between Dean and I.

Dean raised his arms over his head and I followed. Was this really over before it started? "Okay, okay. You got us," Dean said with surrender.

Dean looked over the officers shoulder and gave someone a small nod that was barely noticeable. The officer took out his walkie talkie for backup but quickly dropped to the ground. Dean began pulling on my arm trying to get me to keep going.

I reluctantly looked down at the ground at the dead officer who was shot in the back of the head from a distance. "Cas!," Dean screamed as he moved me along. I couldn't feel my legs anymore but kept moving somehow. I could feel the numbness seeping into my veins. I didn't feel the usual adrenaline rush of people dying. I just felt numb all over.

I let Dean push me into the back of a car as he frantically pulled down the zipper of my jumpsuit. "We did it," he whispered over and over as he high fived his friends.

Sam sped off into the night and the car filled with excited chatter over their successful escape. Dean finally got my prison jumpsuit off and threw it out of the passenger window along with his and the others.

We all, excluding Sam, sat in the car with only plain white t shit and boxers but I couldn't find it in me to care. "Man, what a rush! And awesome fucking shot back there, Sam!," Dean said excitedly as he leaned over and ruffled Sam's long hair as he drove.

"It was nothing," Sam said sheepishly while shrugging.

Dean leaned back in the seat next to me and continued to smile. "You're free," he said lowly with bright eyes.

I nodded and looked out the window as buildings passed by in a blur. I was free but it didn't feel like I was.