Sam POV

An army of Demons, are you serious? The war we've been waiting for and they wait till were at our weakest, well played.

"Who are they?" The secretary asked.

"Demons." Dean said flatly.

"What? No they're just myths."

"well sweetie, they aren't myths, their right there and their coming in if we don't do anything."

"What do we do?" The officer asked.

"Well Moulder you got any salt?"

"Road salt but How's that-"

"Perfect. You and Scully go and get it. Salt all the windows and doors. Hendrickson, Where's my car?"

"Impound lot." He said a bit confused. "Why?"

"I need something from the trunk."

"No, Dean your gunna get yourself killed." I said pulling my brother from the group.

"And were gunna die if I don't." I let him go and he walked away. I was left alone in the jail. I looked around and saw spray paint. Good enough to make devils traps. I started to walk around the building making devil taps at each entrance. There were about 4 wings of the jail, about 7 entrances.

I worked for 20 minutes straight on the devil traps. Dean got back from the car with a bag full of weapons.

"You think this is going to go well?" I asked my brother silently so the others couldn't hear.

"I hope so." He walked over to Hendrickson and the others. I sat sown and checked my gun. I kept thinking about all the good times me and Dean had before the twins. All the jokes we pulled on the road. The times it got so bad I was bald for a month and a half, or when I super glued his hand to a beer bottle. Certain Doom makes you think of the good times like this.

"Sam will you get your head out of the clouds and get over here!" I looked at Dean before walking over to them. "Okay so while you were over there thinking about... God knows what, I came up with a plan. A full Demon massacre. It might not work and if it doesn't... were all dead."

"Well that's a cheery thought." I said loading the gun. Dean lead me towards the office and we recorded an exorcism.

"Are you sure we can trust Hendrickson?" I asked when we finished recording.

"We have to, It's our only option." How is this our only option. Hendrickson screwed us over royally and we have to trust him!

We walked out of the room and waited a bit then decided to open the doors. I was nervous, I'll admit it. I was nervous that this war could be the final fight, and if we lose, that's it, For all of us. When we opened the doors 60 or more demons came in and they all swarmed us. It was insane, from all were demons. It was a bloody fight, just trying to stay up was troubling. One took me by the neck and threw me across the room. I fell and hit my head on a filing cabinet on the way down.

Dean POV

"Sam!" I yelled as I saw my brother fly across the room and hit his head on the cabinet. "You son of a bitch." I screamed as I started to shoot at the demons. I hit a few in the leg and shoulder, The bullets had holy water in them, so when they shattered, Holy water.. all over them. They screamed in pain and fell to the floor.

"Hendrickson, NOW!" I yelled at him as I beat off some of the other demons. I ran to a door and closed the salt lines, the others did the same. There was a lot of screaming. I started to smell smoke, it was strong. I looked around to find where it was coming from. I guess a demon went to insane and knocked over gasoline. There was a few sparks coming from an exposed wire by the wall. IT sparked a few more then went into a small fire. "Shit." I ran back to the office and most of the demons had left the bodies but a few were struggling to stay. "WE have to get out of here."

"Why?" Hendrickson asked holding the door closed so the demons can't get in.

"Fire, in the north wing."

"What? Come on!" We stayed in there for a minute longer, It was all quiet. We opened the door a bit and looked around, everyone was on the floor except for the secretary, the officer and Sammy who had a huge bump forming on his forehead. Hendrickson opened it up more and we walked out. The smell of smoke got stronger.

"What is that?" The secretary asked.

"That would be the fire in the north wing. We got to get out of here!"

"What about everyone?" Sam asked gesturing to the people on the floor.

"Well we have to get them out too, But how are we supposed to get 60 people without getting ourselves killed in the process?"

"We can't. That's why we try to get as many people out as we can." Hendrickson said looking at us. Some of the people had stirred. We got them up, some could walk but others not so much. We helped the people we could out. The Jail went up in flames when we got out. We saved only a small amount of people which pissed me off. When we were outside it was dark. We could hear sirens coming towards us.

"So were still booked?" I asked Hendrickson watching the flames.

"Sam and Dean Winchester, Perished in the St. James Jail. Not even dental records can identify them." He said without looking at us. "You better hurry and make yourself dead before the police find you." He nodded and walked to the car, We threw our stuff in the back seat and got into the car. 3 weeks in jail waiting, hoping for the day we were released and finally were going home. Even if we were going home to an empty house. We needed to get the twins back... somehow.

Ryan POV

Stupid center, Stupid people in the stupid center. I've been here for 3 freakin weeks. I lost my dad, uncle and now sister! What do I have left? NOTHING! I have nothing left to live for. I might as well just give up and die. Would anyone miss me, or know? I have 12 opportunities to break into the medicine room and just die. I counted how many times they switch guards. 12 times. I watched from a safe distance as the changed guards. It takes 2 minutes to get to the new one to come in. It would only take me 30 seconds to get in.

"Are you okay?" I heard someone behind me. I didn't move. "Hey, are you okay?" I finally looked to see who it was. I didn't know her, but she looked just like Rach, for a second I thought it was her.

"What? oh.. um yeah I guess."

"I'm veronica, But everyone calls me V."

"Ryan." I said not really wanting to talk but she precised.

"I've seen you around here a lot, alone. What happened to that girl you were with sometimes? She got a home now?"

"Unfortunately."

"Why's that? Shouldn't you be happy she's found a home?"

"NO! She's my sister!" She looked down sadly.

"Oh, Sorry to here that."

"Yeah well, you didn't take here away, did you."

"I guess not." She sat down next to me. "You wanna talk about it?"

"Not really."

"Okay." We sat in silence for a second. "My parents, dropped me off here when I was 7. The last thing they said to me before they left was that I was a mistake and they should have gotten rid of me the moment I was born." She said with a sad smile. "I still remember those exact words." Why was she talking to me, Why was she being so nice, telling me her life story?

"No offense but, why are you being so nice to me?"

"Cause I know that look. I practically invented it."

"What look?"

"You want to end your life because you think it's horrible. At least you still have a sister that loves you." She got up and smiled at me then started to walk away. "See you around Ryan." and with that she was gone. I looked down thinking of what she just said. It's true I could have a worse life than the one I currently have. I got up and walked to me bedroom. In total silence it was just me and my thoughts. The hot tears slowly rolling down my cheeks. This has been the only time I've ever cried since being here. Feeling alone no one to help, be here with me. It was a crappy feeling. I just let the silence put me to sleep.

We were in the living room. Rach and I, it was out 6th birthday. It was just us, dad, Sammy, bobby, Ellen, Jo, and the brats. We were all eating cake when Rachael looked at me. She had her devilish look on. I shook my head then with that she threw cake in my face.

"Happy birthday Ry Ry!" She yelled with a laugh. Everyone looked at saw my face totally smeared with cake. I looked at her, she shrugged and kept eating her cake. I shook my head and hugged her tight, giving her a big wet cake filled kiss on her cheek. I wouldn't let go even when she tried to squirm away. Everyone was looking at us to see what Rachael would do.

"Happy Birthday, Rach Rach." I said after.

"Gross." She said whipping her cheek off. I laughed then she got up, not looking amused. She came back a moment later with a huge smile on her face.

"Hey Ry Ry get over here!" I shook my head no, I knew this wasn't going to be good. She walked closer then took out a huge water gun and sprayed me with it! I was in shock.

"Rachael. YOU ARE SO DEAD!" I yelled then got up and chased her. she laughed as she ran away. We got to the end where they was a big hill I tackled her and we fell down it. When we got to the end we were laughing so hard we couldn't breath. I looked up and she was gone. "Rach?" I looked around but she wasn't there. I got up and started to search for her. "Rach where are you?" I started to freak. I looked around but nothing. I felt something on my head. I looked up, it was starting to rain. The clouds were as dark as ever. I ran up the hill but when I got up there it was all bare, the house wasn't there, no one around. I ran towards where the house used to be. "Dad? SAMMY!?" My voice didn't sound kidish, it sounded like my normal voice. I looked around but there was nothing.

"Ryan?" I looked around more but there was no one there. "Ryan, baby I'm right here." I didn't recognize the voice. "Ryan turn around..." I did and I came face to face with what looked like my mom, but it couldn't be. I've only seen her in pictures, never standing right in front of me. "Ryan, hun, you need to wake up. You need to find your sister. She's in trouble."

"Mom? Mom what are you talking about?" I tried to walk forward but with each step she got father away from me.

"Ryan, you can do it, just find her. She needs you."

"Mom, don't leave! what are you saying?"

"I have to go, wake up."

"MOM NO!"

I woke up to the sound of yelling. Some kid probably going insane again. But what did my mother mean?... I have to get out of here, but how?

Rachael POV

Okay so I woke up feeling fine. Normally this week I should feel crappy but I was just fine which right there, freaked me out. I looked beside me and I saw Jordan still asleep. I got up and went to the kitchen. The smell of the apartment... I don't think I'll ever get used to it. I looked in the fridge, nothing. I closed the door and sighed, It's just like at home except, there's absolutely no food. Even at home there would be water or a cheese slice I could eat, but there wasn't even that.

"Morning." I heard Jordan say from behind me. I turned around and smiled tiredly.

"Morning."

"So I got to Deal today, all day, and I gotta collect. Are you okay here, by yourself?"

"Why can't I come with you?"

"collecting is... dangerous, and I can't have you die out there or my dad will have my head."

"Oh... okay. Well then what am I going to do today?"

"I don't know, hang around here I guess. Are you cool with that?"

"Do I have a choice?"

"Well you could go out into the city, but I'd rather you not... at least not till I get back."

"And when's that?"

"Probably not till 6 at the latest." I nodded. I guess I could go out for a bit. maybe find central station, or a bus stop, get the hell out of dodge.

"When is Jack or Mary getting home."

"Jack should be home at 12 and Mary... don't know, she stumbles in at different times."

"Okay I guess." I shrugged and walked back to the bedroom. He took my arm and pulled me back.

"You know I would let you come if I wasn't collecting right." I smiled and nodded. "I'm glad your here too. I mean, I've never had a sister and it's cool you here for me to teach you and all." I laughed a little. It was cute what he was saying.

"Thanks. I never had a big brother, I mean my twin tried to be when my dad left for work but, it never really worked out." He pulled me closer and hugged me tight. You could smell a bit of weed on him. He pulled away and I walked back to the room. I sighed and sat on the bed. I rested there just thinking. He came in and started to change. I guess he forgot I was there or something. His ab's were so amazing and his arms, I'm gunna say this once, I would totally have sex with him. Maybe that's what's wrong with me, I need to get laid... I don't know I'm just thinking out loud. When he was done changing he gave me a kiss on the head and then walked out. He locked the door and it was just me and the silence. They didn't even have a tv so I couldn't watch crappy tv all day. When I knew the coast was clear I started to gather my stuff. I needed out of here, even though Jordan was really nice, and he likes having me here and... crap, now I feel bad. I started to head out to go find something to do, When I heard the door open. I checked to see who it was. Jack walked through the door, I checked my watch, it was only 11:28. He looked at me pissed. He looked like crap and I bet he smelt worse. He walked towards me and looked at me up and down.

"You've been here all day?"

"It's only 11:30. And I was going out to see if I can find something to do." I could smell him from where he was, it was the worst smell of alcohol I've ever smelt. "Well I'm gunna go now." I tried to walk past him but he took my arm and held tight.

"Not anymore your not." I looked at him confused.

"Why not."

"Cause I don't want you to." He pulled me back, in a way that made me stubble into him. I could tell he was piss drunk.

"Can you let go of my arm now?"

"Why would I do that?" He was starting to freak me out. With the other hand he put it to my face and pulled me in. He kissed me hard. I tried to get away but it wasn't working.

"Jack, what the hell?"

"What?"

"Let go, Just, just let go." But he didn't. He kissed me again and pushed me more into his bedroom. He pushed me onto the bed and walked towards it. "Jack what the hell." He didn't say anything just got onto the bed. I got scared, I didn't know what to do. He held onto my arms tight above my head so a couldn't move. With his free hand he unbuckled my pants... All I could do was cry. It was terrifying and scary.

By the end, he had his way and I was there on the bed crying. I can't believe he just did that to me. I mean I wanted to get laid, but not like that, not with him, especially not like him. I wrapped myself with the bed sheet and waited for him to leave. When he finally left the room I quickly got on my clothes. When I was done I was still crying. I looked outside to see if he was there. I couldn't see him so I slowly walked out. I was about to go into my room and grab my stuff and go but I felt someone behind me. I turned around and saw Jack staring at me.

"What?" I sniffed, scared to be there with him.

"Where do you think your going?"

"Away from here, I can't live here with you, never."

"Why's that?" He said getting to close to me again.

"You know what you did!" I yelled.

"You want to leave? FINE!" He grabbed my head and pushed me out the door. He walked quickly with me towards the stairs. "Leave, gone on, get the hell out!" He yelled then threw me down the stairs. I stumbled all the way down, tripping over my feet trying to grab the railing but I couldn't. When I got to the end of the stairs I fell into the wall my arm under me at a very wrong angle. I fell to the ground and cried harder than I ever have. I couldn't believe, this was the place they thought was much safer than my own home. I looked up and he stared at me before walking back into the house. I couldn't go back to the house, I didn't know where anyone else was, I was stuck, no money to get on a train, or bus.

I was there for about 20 minutes. No one came or went, it was a chilling feeling knowing that in the only place I knew here, I couldn't go. I heard the door open and footsteps. He came into sight with a huge smile on his face.

"I knew you wouldn't leave, You can't. Your mine, now, and forever."

"Why? Why did you take me."

"Cause I needed you." He said walking down the stairs. I couldn't move, I was just frozen there.

"Yeah for sex."

"Well I certainly wasn't going to get it from my wife. I needed it from some one younger, hotter" He got to me and knelt down. He touched my face but I pulled away.

"Just leave me alone." But he stayed there just looking at me. "Please." The tears just flooded my face.

"And what are you gunna do? just sit here, holding your, broken arm." He poked at my arm. It was swollen and it hurt so much. He laughed when I flinched at his touch.

"No, I'm gunna...I don't know what I'm gunna do but, I'm not staying here."

"Go ahead. Who's stopping you." And with that I got up and ran downstairs, outside and away from the apartment.

I walked around for an hour searching from somewhere, anywhere to go. I need to get out of this city, but how can I?

Dean POV

As soon as we got on the road we headed straight to Ellen's. It took us all night but we got there just in time for breakfast. She was just setting up the bar when we walked in.

"Ellen?" She turned around startled and looked at us.

"Sam? Dean?! Oh my god! How did you get out?"

"Turn on channel 7 and you'll find out everything." Sam said sitting on one of the stools. She complied and turned on the TV.

"St. James Jail. Burned down not only hours ago. It seems as though an exposed wire started it. over 50 people died in the fire, including 2 notorious murderers, Sam and Dean Winchester." She looked at us and we smiled.

"You guys... did you?"

"Demon attack." She nodded.

"And hendrickson?"

"On our side." She looked at us confused.

"I'm gunna need a beer." She said walking to the bar and made 3 from the tap. She gave each us one and we all downed it. "Well that problem is solved, now it's just getting the twins back." I nodded and finished my drink. "I think I know a way. I was talking to Jo, who took your house till you came back. She was looking for a social worker for you guys and I think she found one near your house. Her name is Charlie Carter. She can help, She's apparently really good social worker."

"Carter...That- That name it sounds so familiar." Sam said thinking about it. I looked at him then back at Ellen.
"Can we get an appointment with her?" I asked Ellen with a hopefully look in my eyes.

"Jo can set one up. Look guys, I don't think it's a good idea for you two to be walking around after the whole jail fire."

"What do you suppose we do?"

"Wait it out here, at least for a little while. Jo can talk to Charlie about it and get the twins back, I'll be there and so will Bobby, We can do this, but you guys have to be dead, a least till this is all over." I nodded sadly, She had a point.

"Is there anything we can do?"

"Just lay low, and stay out of trouble. That's the best thing you can do right now. I'm gunna go call Jo and get that appointment. You two can sleep upstairs, you must be tired. I'll check on you soon." She smiled a little and squeezed my hand a bit then got up into the back room. I looked over at Sam and sighed.

"We should get some rest." Sam said getting up after finishing his beer. I didn't do anything, just got up and walked up the stairs towards the guest bedrooms. Freedom, it's ups... and downs.

A/N: Yay, the 20th chapter, I hope you all liked it. It was interesting to write. These chapters wouldn't be possable without you guys reading this story and your reviews! Also would love to thank, My best friend Kayla (hockeyychick88), noname32, fluro.cat, Caroline Ackles, And everyone else that has been with this story since it started. I LOVE YOU GUYS! Well, off to go write the 21st chapter. Much thanks and keep reviewing cause I love it! even give me a PM, I love talking with you guys, just to tell me what you want to see in this story, I need a few fresh eyes:D

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