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"You brought this on yourself, you know" Noah told him and Dean glanced nervously around his room. Where the fuck are the chuckle brothers when you need them? Dean thought. He knew that Noah hid his true self when there were others around. "It's for your own good. If you weren't so worthless, then I wouldn't have had to do this." Noah continued, pointing at the black eye from earlier "To think that were entrusted to look after your little brother." Noah snorted "You couldn't even get that right, could you?" Dean continued to just stand there, knowing that what Noah was saying was true. If he had looked after Sam better, listened to his Dad better, then he wouldn't be here. "I mean, even the simple escape attempt last night failed. Just like everything else does that you do. You couldn't even keep you and Sam together. You're just a failure" Dean felt his eyes watering and did his best to keep the tears in. Noah smirked, he had finally broken down the boy's barriers "Is baby gonna cry now?" Noah laughed. He hoisted Dean up by the scruff of his neck, bringing him to eye level "You know you deserved this" He muttered into Dean's ear, before throwing him to the floor and leaving the room. Dean slumped on the wooden floor; the will to fight had gone from him. Maybe Noah was right, maybe he did deserve this. Everything was his fault.

Sam smiled as he came back from school. He did really well in the tests he had to do, although how well, he wasn't sure.

"Can I ring Dean?" Sam asked. He would have just done it anyway, but Daddy always said you had to be polite.

"He may not be back yet hun" Maria answered. "Why don't you leave it a couple of hours and see if he's there"

"Fine" Sam grumbled.

Dean sat resigned and silent on the bus journey back to the house, like he had the whole day- apart from the one fight he had 10 minutes after school had started, but the moron was asking for it. He was insulting his Dad (apparently Dan and Jake had decided to tell the whole school about his situation yesterday) so Dean punched him in the face. The kid then had the nerve to go crying to a teacher, which resulted in Dean getting a detention. Of course Oliver had tried to talk to him all day, but Dean ignored the childish prattle and none of the other kids would go near him, which suited him just fine. But all the teachers gave him pitiful looks whenever they thought he wasn't looking. He had even heard them mutter something about the black-eye. Nobody would think that 'Saint Noah' was the cause of it. Dean chuckled darkly. Isn't it funny that the damn CPS agents stuck me into a place they were trying to protect me from. And the worst part of it was he couldn't even run out of the school, which was his last escape plan. After his adventure yesterday, he was under a watchful eye 24/7. Dean glanced glumly at the bus floor, today had proved even more that Dean wasn't worth anything.

John sat on the bleacher, as far away from everyone as possible. He was leaving tonight, and about time too.

"Hey looks like we've got fresh meat" one of the criminals shouted across the rec yard as another criminal walked his way out. He looked young, 5'10", and no more than 21 maybe 22 at a push.

"What's your name kid?" John's cellmate, Ed, asked, surrounded by his 10 'buddies'.

The boy glanced around nervously before whispering out "Jones. Alfie Jones" John groaned. Kid won't last 10 minutes in here. Not if he acts like that.

"What are you in for?" Ed asked again, smirking. He loved it when the newbie's got all nervous, meant that he still owned the place. The only exception was Winchester, but he was a pretty decent guy, so he left him alone. He had even given up on asking him what he had been accused of to get sent here. Alfie Jones whispered something unintelligible. Ed smirked and took a threatening step towards the boy. "Gotta speak up lad, otherwise someone might think you said something you shouldn't"

"I did a hit and run" Alfie Jones said more loudly, straightening up slightly to act less intimidated, but he was loud enough for John to hear. John lifted his head up, now paying attention to what the boy was saying.

"Who'd ya hit?" Ed pressed on.

"Some kid" Alfie muttered shrugging his shoulders. John left his seat and walked over, anger bubbling inside of him. This bastard was the one who fucking ran over my son, and he acts nonchalant. Couldn't even be bothered to find out the name of the kid. "It was the kid's fault, he shouldn't have been stood in the road" Alfie continued.

"You ran a fucking red light you bastard" John shouted and punched him square in the nose.

"Ow, what the fuck man?" Alfie said clutching he broken nose and stepping away from John.

"What's the problem Winchester?" Ed asked, confused by John's sudden involvement.

John ignored Ed and walked menacingly towards Alfie. "You ran over my boy, and you fucking well act as though it was no big deal? He had to go to fucking hospital!" John yelled and threw another punch, this time to Alfie's gut. "It's bad enough you hit him, but he couldn't even be a man a stop? What kind of low life asshole are you?" John said, throwing punches and not caring where about he hit the man. Prison wardens came running over and it took 3 of them to pull John away from the bloodied face boy. "I will fucking kill you for what you did to my son!" John shouted as he was being dragged away.

Sam sat by the phone in the hallway, swinging his legs. He waited patiently as the ringing continued. Finally, on the eighth ring a man picked up.

"Hello?" The man said. It was the same man who picked up yesterday

"Hello. Can I speak to Dean please? It's Sam." Sam told the man

"I'll go and get him" The man replied. 30 seconds later, the man returned to the phone. "I'm sorry Sam; Dean says he doesn't want to talk to you"

Sam stopped his leg swinging, a hurt look across his face. "Are you sure? Did you tell him it was me?" Sam asked. Dean must have thought it was someone else, Sam told himself.

"I'm sorry Sam." The man said "I have to go now, but I'll try to get him to ring you." The man continued and hung up the phone. Sam sat there, broken hearted, and slowly hung up the phone.

"Everything ok champ?" Dennis asked him, walking into the hallway. Sam ran past him and up the stairs, before slamming his bedroom door behind him. Sam dived onto his bed, head in his folded arms and sobbed, hurt by his brother's rejection.

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