Hey, just wanted to let everyone know that I edited Chapter 24 a bit. Basically they get upstairs and start talking away from everyone. I realized that if Don, Dean, David, and Colby were to argue about arresting Dean in front of the other people then Hendrickson would know and could get the three FBI agents in trouble. We can't have that can we? So I basically just had them go upstairs and then they start arguing.

December 13th at 10:30am

Dean laid the radio down and shoved the Kevlar vest under the seat. He had borrowed Colby's to shoot at in order to convince Hendrickson to stay back. Colby had made some pretty convincing cries of pain. He took one last look at the three men and received nods all around. It was decided that Dean would pretend to take them hostage in order to get Charlie, Megan, and Sam free. Dean had cuffed all the agent's hands with zip ties but had cut the middle part holding their hands together just enough so that if they pulled hard it would break. Don and David's hands were behind them to make it believable but Colby's had to be in front in order for him to drive. Colby and David sat up front while Dean and Don sat in the back. There were guns underneath the seats and back up pistols and knives tucked into socks, all within easy reach so that they could be pulled out at a moment's notice. All the equipment had been stripped out of the ambulance at the barn; thankfully everyone had stayed downstairs so there were no witnesses. The only hard part had been convincing David to go along for the ride. But once the African-American agent realized that this was the only plan that had a chance to work he readily agreed to it.

Dean's only reservation was that they didn't know where Seeth was but once they were in the ambulance Colby let him know that Seeth had been sent to the hospital. It was agreed no one would tell anyone who Seeth was and after Sam and Dean bailed they would go get him. The whole plan was risky but it was the only one they had.

Dean crawled over to the back doors of the ambulance and opened it up. Then he quickly made his way back and trained his gun on Don in an attempt to make this look real. He almost forgot to take off the safety. "Get back here now." Dean let the malice creep into his voice as he ordered Don back to his previous position. He looked up towards the house and the first one out was Nick with Sam. Dean almost blew the whole mission there. Sam's hands were cuffed behind his back and Dean knew right away that he was in pain. There was dirt and grime on his face and then Dean noticed the collar. He started to lower the gun he was holding to Don's head but was able to maintain his composure when he saw it wasn't an electric collar, just a regular one.

When Charlie walked out Don could have almost cried. His brother was okay, at least from what he could see. There was a beard developing and his mop of curls was completely unruly but other than that he looked okay. He wanted to say something so bad but realized that they might not know that he and Charlie were brothers. If they didn't know it would be best to keep it that way. They would already be playing on Dean and Sam's emotions, no need to give them more of an advantage. When he saw Megan walk out and silently mouth 'no' he knew they didn't have a clue to who Don was.

Charlie almost pulled against his captor's hold on him when he realized that it would be best not to let these men know they were brothers. All he wanted to do was cry out Don's name and hug his brother. He locked eyes with Don and through the look Charlie could feel Don reassuring him, telling him that everything would be alright. Charlie hoped so, so much had happened and nothing had gone right so far. Maybe they were due some luck.

Sam stepped up into the ambulance carefully and could feel Dean's eyes scouring every inch of his body, looking for any injuries. 'They're not on the front side.' Sam thought sarcastically to himself. Once he was in the ambulance he instinctively tried to sit next to Dean but felt himself pulled away by Nick to the opposite corner. It wasn't long before the other people started piling in, but even with everyone moving about between them Sam and Dean never broke eye contact.

When everyone was settled Dean decided he would say the first words. "You alright Sam?"

"Yeah." Sam lied. His back was killing him but he didn't need Dean to worry about him right now. If he knew his brother, and he did, Dean had a plan, this wasn't an offer to help the six slave holders escape.

"Have the passenger get out of the seat, one of my men will sit up there." Paul said when he noticed there were two FBI agents in the front seat.

"Not unless you want to get shot. We'll switch when we get away from here." Dean said. He needed to keep David in that seat. Although he didn't know how much good it would do him, the ambulance was cramped and starting a gun fight in here would be suicide. "Drive, turn right onto the road." He ordered Colby.

"South is left. Go left." Paul countermanded.

Dean glared over at the man who had now given two orders. He didn't like this man. Not only had this man already stepped on his toes he was the one that had probably beat up his brother. Dean couldn't see any injuries but he knew Sam was in pain, Sam couldn't lie to him. And since this man seemed like he was in charge Dean was willing to bet it was he who hurt his brother. The man was dead as soon as Dean got the chance, and as soon as Nick stopped breathing.

Don heard Colby start the ambulance and jostled around a bit as it drove over the bumpy ground slowly.

Dean picked up the radio and spoke into it. "Keep your men back. If I think I'm being followed we will shoot one of the hostages and dump him along side the road." There was no answer but Colby gave a slight nod to indicate that no one was following thus far. Dean put the radio down and turned to their guests. "Here's how it goes, we get to Mexico and you let Sam and I go, along with the agents and him. I don't need a manhunt coming for me because of some dead feds."

"What about Seeth?" Nick asked, gripping Sam's arm tighter. "And you're just going to let me walk away? I don't think so."

"You're right Nick. One day I will find you and kill you." Dean paused, there was no smile on his face, he was more serious now then he had ever been. "But for today my main concern is getting away from all the suits. As far as Seeth goes, I know where he's at and we'll get him on our own."

"Shut up both of you. We don't need to like each other but we aren't fighting." Paul stated bluntly. Fighting right now would hamper their escape, not to mention get a few of them killed in a space this enclosed. "As soon as we're away from this area and sure no one is following us we need to switch vehicles, it's too cramped in here and there's got to be a GPS tracking device on here somewhere."

December 13th at 10:38am

Hendrickson and company quickly swarmed the house as soon as the ambulance was out of sight. They found the other two agents dead as well as a young man who had been shot. He assumed that it was one of the criminals since there were no other injuries on him and he certainly wasn't an agent. 'They were fighting amongst each other about something.' Hendrickson thought to himself. As soon as the house was clear he was back outside leaning over a map that lay on the hood of his SUV.

"Alright, this road doesn't have a turn off for forty miles. I assume they are going to be getting onto the freeway here to head to Mexico. I want every county between here and the border alerted to the situation. Get the ambulance's low-jack on and start tracking them. I want you to coordinate so that unmarked cars are following them the whole way. But don't let the same car follow them for more than eight miles. Understood?" Hendrickson asked the agent next to him. The agent nodded and ran off. He looked up in the sky to the helicopter and decided it was time to get them in on the chase.

He called the Bravo team over to him and told them to go search the rest of the basements. He also told them to arrange for buses to take them to the local hospital. There he would have everyone questioned and found out exactly what went on here. For now though he had an ambulance to catch.

December 13th at 11:00am

Megan groaned slightly as the ambulance hit another bump. They had just gotten on the freeway and she had hoped the road would be better maintained but she guessed that was asking too much. Much of the past half hour had been spent in silence. Everyone had entered a staring a contest with each other. Don was still mainly looking at Paul who was holding onto his brother but keeping an eye on Charlie. He couldn't seem that interested in the mathematician without drawing questions. David and Colby kept their heads forward and were silent. She had been surprised not to see them look at each once. And then there was Dean Winchester who had locked eyes with Nick some miles back. It didn't take a psychologist to figure out there was history there and it wasn't a sunny one. The way that Nick held onto Sam indicated that he was enjoying this far too much.

The thing that was really throwing her off though was Dean and her teammates. David and Colby seemed far too calm and she really didn't sense any fear from them, at least not the fear that a hostage would project. Their bodies were tense and they were concentrating on something but Megan got the feeling they were preparing for something. She couldn't imagine thinking about trying to take on these men. There were six armed men in the ambulance and none of them were on their side.

And then there was Don and Dean. Dean had his gun to her boss's head but there was something in the way he held it that made it seem like it didn't belong there. Instead of keeping an eye on Don, even checking on him or maintaining a hold on him Dean was too busy staring down Nick. Don seemed a little too relaxed as well. Megan took that back at the thought that she really couldn't call any of them relaxed. But taking into account Don's body language and every bit of intuition she had, Megan could tell Don didn't regard Dean as a threat.

The ambulance jostled again and this time she almost ended up on her side. For the briefest moment she caught sight of David's plastic cuffs and saw the middle had been nearly cut clean. There was just a small amount left intact. She looked over at Don and demanded his attention. Wording the question in her mind she knew Don would know what she was asking. And he answered; all of a sudden it made sense. She looked between Colby, David, Dean and Don and knew that this was all part of a plan. One glance around the ambulance and now that she knew what she was looking for she was able to pick out places where they would have hidden weapons. There had to be guns under the seats, maybe some hidden on their persons and there could even have been one each in David and Colby's laps. Although she doubted that after a second thought, that would be too risky, having them out in the open like that.

Then she realized they weren't going to do anything. They couldn't, not with so many people crammed into such a little space. There was too much of a chance one of them would be hit by a stray bullet. No, no one could move until they went to change vehicles. Megan looked over the men she could see and saw that Nick and Paul were more than capable of handling themselves, they weren't nervous and she didn't believe either one would have a moment's hesitation in shooting any of them. The other three men though were less confident, she could feel the sweat from the man's hand that was holding her by her upper arm. The other two kept looking around nervously. And then there was Sam and Charlie. She had seen Charlie in stressful situations before, when the shooter had come into the FBI office, and knew that he didn't handle them well. Although something told her that had now changed. After all, it had been Charlie who had called them. And Charlie was holding up a lot better than she would have ever guessed. Sam's background told her automatically that he could handle himself in a situation like this. But he was hurt and did he know what was going on? One look between Dean and Sam and Megan knew that he had figured out the plan.

Don had decided this was the best way to save his brother. He had decided to team up with the Winchesters in order to save them all. Megan respected her boss and his decisions. Charlie may be the genius but Don had his gut feeling and Megan had always trusted him to make the right decision. She would trust him now.

"I don't see why we don't just kill them all now."

Dean looked over to one of the henchmen that had been silent up until now. "Because, you idiot, this ambulance has a tracking signal on it that tells the police where we are at. If we ditch the feds then we have no bargaining chips." He wanted to have a say before Paul or Nick really thought about it.

"That's right. It's time we found a new vehicle." Paul said. He had forgotten about getting a new car because he had been so focused on making sure Dean and Nick and didn't kill each other. The two were staring at each like pit bulls ready to rip each others' throats out. "Take him." Paul handed Charlie over to one of his men. "You, in the passenger seat, get back here."

David looked over at Dean and then Don but didn't let his gaze linger. The plan was for him to be in the seat with weapons nearby, ready for use. But if he didn't comply then he might never get a chance to use them. So he carefully climbed over the cramped bodies of people and settled into the man's spot while the one who ordered him back there settled his gun on Colby.

'Shit!' Dean thought to himself. This plan had already been risky enough and things were starting to fall apart before they had even made their move. He could feel Don tense up and the anxiety levels amongst Sam, Colby, David, Don and himself increase. Sam hadn't been told of their plan verbally but Dean and his younger brother had always had that special connection. With a few nods and a couple minutes of eye contact they had always been able to tell what the other one was thinking. They had only been in the ambulance for fifteen minutes before Sam had blinked rapidly four times, giving Dean the signal that he was aware of what was going on. What Dean hadn't expected was for the FBI chick to get more nervous. She seemed to know something was up and Dean couldn't figure out how she would catch on to it. But he wasn't about to ask.

"Pull over here."

"Why? What are you doing?" Dean asked when Paul told Colby to park. He caught Sam's eye and saw his brother give a slight nod. Sam was ready and he hoped that the FBI team was as well.

"Because we just passed a U-Haul rental company. I have cash and I'll go rent one. From there we can continue." Paul responded.

Colby did as he was told and watched as Paul hopped out of the ambulance. Paul had ordered him to pull into an alleyway between the building belonging to the U-Haul company and a storage facility. He looked into the back of the ambulance but only saw David's face, he was just as confused as to what to do.

"Send Sam up here." Paul yelled from outside the ambulance. He couldn't open the backdoors or pedestrians and other drivers might see into the ambulance.

"No." Dean said quickly when Sam went to go move for the front of the vehicle. "Take me with you."

"Now why would I do that? These feds don't care if you live or die, you're a wanted felon. If I take you the only compliance I'm assured of is Sam's. However, if I take Sam then I know you'll be sure to keep your hostages under check. Sam get up here." Paul said again.

Sam threw a look at Dean. He had been amazed that his brother had kept this calm and rational so far, he didn't know how much Dean had left in him. "Dean, I'll be okay." Sam tried to stress that he needed to shut his big mouth but Dean never listened when he said the words out loud so Sam wasn't hopeful that Dean would listen now. When Dean seemed to have calmed down, well, as much as he was going too, Sam started to make his way awkwardly to the front. He almost fell on Don and he did end up in Colby's lap for a few seconds but he eventually made it out. Sam had to admit, it was nice to breathe again.

Don thought that Dean would blow the whole plan right there. Although he couldn't blame the eldest Winchester, he wouldn't have allowed Charlie to go with Paul alone either. He looked over to Charlie again at that thought, just to make sure he was still there. Don had noticed Sam wince whenever he was jostled and could tell that something was wrong with the young man. While Don felt bad for him he couldn't help but feel relieved that Charlie was okay and it seemed like the brunt of the beatings were dealt out to Sam. Though Don didn't think that boded any better for Paul and Nick. Don had never met someone who could match his concern for his brother but he think he found it Dean. If there was nothing else redeemable about Dean Don could still understand him and admire him for the way he seemed to care for his brothers.

Sam was surprised when his plastic cuffs were cut off but he was none the less thankful. Paul didn't say a word to him but merely started walking towards the rental building. Sam didn't need direction and followed behind. He didn't need to be told what would happen to Dean if he tried anything. About half way there Sam caught up to the older man and took his place beside him. He looked over when Paul shot him a dirty look.

"You will learn your place in Mexico. I will do what I did to you a hundred times over to your brother and you will watch. When I'm done you will behave like the dog you are."

Sam had learned a lot from Dean and one of those things was how to give the best shit eating grin possible. So with a smirk that Dean would have been proud of Sam leaned over and said in a nice low voice. "Two Winchesters are not the same as one."

Ten minutes had passed and Sam and Paul hadn't returned. Dean was starting to get antsy and had begun to shift in his spot on the floor of the ambulance. He wanted to get up and look out the window but didn't want the four remaining assholes to think he was up to anything and jeopardize Sam's life. So, much to Don's dismay, he stayed put. Eight seconds later though and he started to squirm again. It was after two more minutes of shifting that Don turned around and gave him a glare.

It was then that the back doors to the ambulance opened and the passengers were greeted with a U-Haul backed up and ready for loading. The rental vehicle blocked anybody on the street from seeing the scene unfold but that didn't mean they could take their sweet time.

"Alright, everyone in the back but you," Paul pointed toward Colby, "and you Vick."

Dean looked around and briefly met eye contact with all his men. He scanned over the FBI chick and saw her nod, Charlie was still clueless as to what was going on it seemed. He saw Sam and was grateful that his cuff links had been cut. An extra set of hands was helpful and with it being Sam's he didn't have to worry about no weapon being in them. Dean saw David turn around, as if preparing to get out, so that his back was facing him and not the other men. He saw David jerk his hands ever so slightly and watched the cuffs snap with ease. He looked at Don's hands and saw they were now free, a quick glance behind also showed that Colby had done the same.

Then everything slowed down. The only people left in the ambulance were Colby, David, Don, and Dean. Paul was the only one looking at them with his hands on Sam. Nick had a hold of Charlie but his back was turned towards them. And one of the men had gone around to the driver's seat to get Colby out. Megan was standing just to the side, left on her own for the moment. Rednecks always thought women weren't a threat. Colby reached under the seat, David grabbed the small pistol from his leg holster and Dean and Don reached behind them for the standard FBI issued Glock 22s. Megan dropped to the ground when the four guns came out. Four shots went off simultaneously and four bodies dropped to the ground. They could hear people scream from the sidewalk.

"Do it and I'll shoot him!"

Dean's hands would have been shaking if he hadn't been trained to use a gun since he was seven years old. The adrenaline had flared on in an instant and when he saw Nick drop with a hole in his the back of his head he felt more satisfied then he ever had killing something supernatural. It had been a tough choice between shooting Paul or Nick first but had decided that Nick was the easier target. And the rage he felt towards the man was far greater than that towards Paul. When he trained his gun on the last man though he regretted his choice instantly, Paul was holding a gun to Sam's forehead.

"You're dead if you don't let him go." His voice was steel and Dean meant every word he had just said. Killing one more person who had harmed his brother wouldn't bother him.

Sam looked over at Dean, pleading with his eyes to his older brother not to do anything stupid. But he knew his brother. "It's alright Dean. Just take me and let's go wherever." Sam said first to Dean and then Paul. There were six innocent lives here and he didn't want anyone of their heads' on him.

"Not quite." Paul responded. "I want you sweetie," he nodded toward Megan without taking his eyes off Dean, "to get in the back and shut the door behind you."

Megan didn't get a chance to move before Don called out.

"No, I'll go." Don didn't want any more of his team put in jeopardy. He was their boss and he was their leader, he wouldn't have them killed for his mistakes and stupidity at allowing himself to be caught by these hillbillies.

Charlie shifted on his feet. "Don." He realized too late that Paul could still use the information that Don and he were brothers against him.

Paul glanced over at Charlie, the FBI agent and the slave knew each other.

The gun shot was loud in the quiet alley and there were no screams but for the sirens fast approaching.

We all knew Dean really wouldn't turn against the FBI. Well, at least not against Colby, David, and Don. One of the best things about both Numb3rs and Supernatural is the concern that Don and Dean share for their younger brothers. I don't notice if anyone noticed this but there is a scene in the two shows that demonstrate their care for their brothers very well. And it's almost identical, I nearly freaked when I put two and two together. In Supernatural during the episode Born Under A Bad Sign where Sam is possessed there is a part where Dean sees blood all over Sam's shirt and starts moving his outer jacket aside to check for injuries before Sam says its not his blood. And then in Numb3rs, Rampage, I believe, it's the episode where the shooter comes into the FBI office. Don goes to check on Charlie and Charlie is holding his laptop up to his chest. Don moves the laptop and Charlie's jacket out of the way to check for injuries before Charlie says he's not hurt. I just had to share that with you guys because I loved it. Anyway, please don't think I have all of Supernatural and Numb3rs memorized because I don't, no really, I don't.