AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Okay, this one was fun to write, and I hope you guys like it as much as I do.

I was gonna make you wait until the chapter after this one to find out about the baby, but since this one deals with jail and that means all sorts of fingerprinting and urine tests…yeah.

WARNINGS: Rated "M" for language, dirty thoughts, sex, innuendo, blood, violence and dark themes.

ENJOY!

xxxx

"This way." Dean said as he, Sam, Kate and I walked around with flashlights—we had just gotten to Green River County, and I wasn't thrilled.

"I hate this plan, Dean." Sam told him and I had to nod—this plan bit the big one.

Dean sighed loudly. "Yeah, I got that the first ten times I heard it."

"Well we're just making sure you get it." Kate said with a shrug.

I smiled at her a little and I had to admit—having her around was definitely worth every second. We were getting to bond more, and with my mother and her sister dying and then Annie taking off, we needed the closeness. Besides, she was keeping Sam happy and when Dean needed to be put in line, she helped us do just that. I looked around some more as Dean consulted the map, and I sighed.

"What?" I asked as he stopped and looked at me. "If I said that I hated this plan, you'd just come up with some snarky remark about how this is the eleventh time you've heard it so my lips are zipped."

Dean sighed too, and the four of us continued on and then found some old weapons, looking at them with our gloves on, and then we heard floorboards creaking. We walked out, looking for an exit, but we were cornered. Yeah…remember how we were all complaining that we hated this place?

"Freeze!" The men yelled, but we tried to get out anyway. "I said freeze! Put your hands behind your head and get down on your knees! Now!"

We knelt down, our hands behind our heads, and they came up and handcuffed us. Dean seemed a little happy, but Sam, Kate and I were not. We went with them to get our pictures taken, Sam looking solemn, Dean goofing around, and I actually smiled cause if I was gonna be arrested and get pictures taken, they were going to be cute—and Dean was cracking me up.

"I call this one the Blue Steel." He said, and pursed his lips, raising an eyebrow, looking sexy as ever.

"Now to the right. Okay, we're done, back to the line-up." The man said.

"Wait, wait. Who looks better? Me or Nick Nolte?" Dean asked.

"Shut-up." The man replied, but Dean wasn't phased.

I waited with Sam and Kate while the Fed talked to Dean, and I looked around a little, catching Sam reaching out to stroke Kate's hair. She was pretty upset and Sam was trying to comfort her and it was adorable! I put my hands on the table and I sighed loudly, Kate and Sam both looking at me, Sam's fingers still in Kate's hair.

"This is stupid." I told him.

Sam nodded quickly. "I agree. This was a very bad idea."

"Sam Winchester, Katelyn Newman and Alana Meckenzie?" A blonde woman asked coming in the door.

"We go by Kate and Lana, but yeah, that's us." I told her.

She smiled at us. "I'm Mara Daniels. I've been assigned your case."

"We appreciate that. Is that what we're supposed to say? I'm new to this whole, getting arrested thing." I told her, laughing awkwardly a little.

Honestly that was the truth—other than getting arrested that one time I kissed Sam and shouldn't have, I'd never gotten arrested. I kept myself out of trouble and off of the radar and I liked it that way. Now we were going to get sent to a prison all for the sake of a hunt? Why? Why?

She smiled at me. "It's fine. Where is Dean?"

"In there." Sam said, pointing to the door, and she nodded and went in.

"I hope she's helpful." I told Sam.

Sam nodded, and after a few moments the woman came out and was followed by Dean, all of us being led into a room, Dean sitting close to me. He sent me a look because believe it or not before I had come with him, Sam and Kate, he and I had argued again. We didn't even know if I was pregnant or not and yet he was trying to get me to stay away from hunts but I needed to be near him to protect him and hey, I had powers…powers I needed to start using to stabilize myself.

"So how did you two end up with these two?" Mara asked as we shifted around and she got herself situated.

Kate shrugged a little. "Sam and I hit it off when we met and I decided to travel with them and that's really all."

"Kate's my cousin and I've been with Dean for like two years and so I introduced her to Sammy and it's been a party." I told her and then sighed. "Can we get on with the case? I really don't find how my relationship to them matters."

"She hasn't had coffee this morning." Dean said, smiling at Mara and then shooting me a look.

"Unfortunately, your arraignment on the breaking-and-entering trial won't be until Tuesday." She began, opening her briefcase.

Dean looked at her. "They'll keep us in the county jail?"

"That's right." She said.

"Green River County Detention Center?" Sam asked.

"Yes." She told him. "And considering the charges you guys are facing, no judge in his right mind would grant you bail—even if one of you is pregnant."

Sam, Dean and Kate all looked at me and I made a face—oh so, I was the only one who could be pregnant here? I mean what about Kate? She was a girl too! Still I was getting super excited and yet I knew Dean was giving me that look—that, 'I was right you should have stayed behind where it was safe' look.

"Really?" I asked her.

"Yeah…you didn't know?" She asked me and nodded when I shook my head. "Extradition papers have already been filed from five different states—Missouri and Wisconsin are the biggest concern—the bank robbery and the murder raps."

I sighed loudly. "How long can we stall extradition?"

"A week." She replied. "Maybe less."

xxxx

The ride to Green River County Detention Center wasn't fun, I can tell you that much. There were no females except for me and Kate so thank God that meant we'd get a cell together. This wasn't a gender specific Detention Center, but there certainly were a lot of guys looking our way, and we didn't like it, so I scooted closer to Dean on the bus and Kate kept close to Sam. Sure we had powers, but these were big inmates who were probably lonely and horny…it was creepy.

"Okay, I am not liking this." I whispered to Dean. "That guy with all the tattoos is looking at me funny—like he's undressing me with his eyes."

"Hey, you—stop looking at her." Dean said, and the guy just flipped him off.

I smiled and nodded. "Yeah, that was well played. With my luck, I'm not going to be in a cell with you guys or Kate. I'll be with that tattooed guy and—wait. I forgot I'm a witch. Never mind, I'll be fine whatever happens."

Dean chuckled, and then the bus stopped and we got off, Dean, Sam, Kate and then me after a couple other guys, and the men started rattling the cages, and there were a few whistles cast our way. Honestly the whistles could have been meant for any of us. Dean was definitely attractive, as was Sammy with his doe eyes, and then there was Kate who was fiery and composed and I wasn't too bad myself.

"Yeah, this was an ingenious plan." Sam said, rolling his eyes.

"Don't worry, Sam, I promise I won't trade you for smokes." Dean told him as a man pointed to him and said he was his.

I shrugged a little. "You can trade me instead—I know magic."

Then we were silent, changing into the orange and being led to our cells, of which I was lucky enough to get Kate. Thank God this place was smart enough to understand that if you put an attractive girl in with a lonely man she's going to get raped. Not that Kate and I couldn't make force fields to protect ourselves, but the point was that we felt safe being stuck together in a cell. Then later we got to stand in a line and get frisked down, technically, on our way to get food. Dean seemed a little too excited, and Sam, Kate and I were just—well not as enthusiastic.

"My roommate doesn't say much, what about yours?" Dean asked us.

Sam looked at him. "Just keeps staring at me…in a way that makes me very uncomfortable."

"Mine grabbed my ass." I said with a shrug.

"Sounds like you're making new friends. Wait—what?" Dean asked.

Kate laughed and shrugged. "You heard what she said."

Sam chuckled at us as Kate and I laughed and rolled our eyes, Dean nodding and appraising the situation. The guy could make anything anyway he pleased and it was kind of fun to watch the wheels turn in his head. On the other hand, I wanted out of here as soon as possible because honestly it freaked me out to be in here.

"Dean…" Sam began, lowering his voice. "This is without a doubt, the dumbest, craziest thing we have ever done, and that's in a long, storied career of dumb and crazy."

"Calm down. It's all part of the plan." Dean told him nonchalantly.

Sam gave him a look. "Oh really? So Hendrickson showing up was part of the plan?"

I had to give him that—that Fed from the bank robbery was here which mean we had to watch ourselves. Hendrickson wanted us put away and for good, and I wanted out of here…especially since in the four days it took us to get here, my body had enough time to prove to me that I was pregnant. I wanted to be outside of prison walls in order to have a nice chance to celebrate.

"Yeah, that guy moves a little faster than I thought. But look, all we gotta do is find this ghost, put the sucker down, and grab ourselves a couple of those teardrop tattoos." Dean explained to him.

Kate gave him a look. "That's not funny."

"Dean, what about this escape plan?" Sam asked him.

"It's a one hundred percent sure thing. I wouldn't have gone in if it wasn't." Dean replied confidently. "Come on, this place has all the signs of haunting. Innocent people are dead—four people so far."

Sam chuckled and nodded. "Ah, yeah, innocent."

"What are you, from Texas all of a sudden? Just 'cause these people are in jail doesn't mean they deserve to die." Dean told him. "And if we don't stop this thing, people will continue to die. We do this job, wherever it takes us."

"Fine." I sighed. "I agree with you there."

Dean looked at me. "Oh, Baby, you aren't fighting this thing."

I looked at him and our eyes met and I wanted to argue with him about it but I knew where he was coming from. I was pregnant, and I shouldn't be running around putting myself in danger and I knew that. On the other hand, I was already in here and I wasn't leaving until they were, so where was the harm in killing a ghost while I was here?

"Look, Dean, just be straight with me all right?" Sam told Dean, catching the awkwardness in the air. "Are you doing this for…Deacon?"

Dean turned to him and nodded. "Damn right."

"But we barely even know the guy." Sam protested.

"We know he was in the Corps with Dad. We know he saved Dad's life. We know we owe him." Dean told him.

Sam nodded in agreement. "Yeah, all right, but don't you think he's asking a little much?"

"Doesn't matter." Dean replied. "We may not be Saints, but we're loyal, and we pay our debts. Now that means something to me, and it ought to mean something to you. I'm not thrilled about this either, man, but Deacon asked us to hunt this thing down. That's what we're gonna do."

I took a deep breath. "Fine, but this place doesn't have any coffee, and you know I get cranky without it."

Kate laughed a little and rested her hand on my shoulder, giving it a squeeze and smiling at me. She understood that all too well and she wanted her coffee fix too. That was another fun thing about having Kate along for the ride: she and I had so much in common that we were always on the same page and that was refreshing.

Dean chuckled and stroked my hair. "You know, I don't think this trip would be as great without you two."

"Of course it wouldn't." I told him with a laugh. "You wouldn't get along without your dose of Lana and Kate makes everything more fun."

Dean chuckled again and then we finally got in to get some food and Sam sniffed his as I poked mine. It was prison food and though I was certain it was supposed to at least be somewhat substantial, it looked gray…ewwww. I definitely didn't want to eat it, that was for sure but Kate and Dean were eating it.

"You know, this chicken isn't half bad." Dean told us.

Sam made a face. "Great. Finish mine."

"Come on, its food—it's better than starving to death." Kate explained to him.

He looked at her but pushed his plate toward Dean anyway and I looked up and caught the look Dean was giving me. What Kate had said had made sense to me and besides, I was eating for two now so it was best I eat and not starve. So I took a bite out of it and though it wasn't terrible, I would definitely not choose to eat this.

"Good, eh?" Dean asked me.

"I'm not jumping to good, but I'm jumping over terrible." I said making a face, and Dean smirked a little.

Kate looked at us. "Okay, let's go over this: spirit suspect number one is Mark Moody, right?"

"Yeah, psycho-killer extraordinaire—Satanism, ritual murderer—died in jail." Dean replied and then ate some more food.

"You sure it's him?" Sam asked him.

Dean nodded a little. "Pretty sure."

"Dean, considering our circumstances, I'm gonna need a little better than 'pretty sure'." Sam told him.

I nodded slowly. "I thought you were more than 'pretty sure' when you told me the plan."

"Really pretty sure." Dean said, and ate more.

The three of us looked at Dean as he shoved food in his mouth and gave him looks—oh how reassuring that had all sounded. Sam sighed and I took another bite of food as Kate did, making a face but swallowing it down since it wasn't the worst thing I had ever tasted so I was toughing my way through it

"Look, Moody died of a heart attack, which is what all the victims in here are dying of. He died in the old cellblock which they closed off after he croaked thirty years ago. They just opened it back up, that's when the killings started." Dean explained, and feeling like he had satisfied us, went back to eating.

"So you think his spirit was released somehow?" Sam asked and Dean shrugged a little. "But what if he was already cremated?"

"There's prolly something in the old block that belongs to him that's keeping him around." I said, going off of Dean's story.

"And whatever it is, we gotta find it. You know the rest. I'm done." He said, wiping his hands together and talking with food in his mouth.

I smirked at him. "As gross as you are sometimes, I really want to jump you right now."

"Lan, we're in jail." Sam said softly.

"Don't make her change her mind, Sammy." Dean told him, and stepped closer to me as I stood up, one of the inmates walking by and grabbing my ass.

"Dean, don't." I told him, grabbing him by the chest of his orange uniform. "It's fine."

The last thing we needed right now was for a fight to get started—Dean was a little too cocky right now for his own good. Kate was laughing her ass off and Sam was smiling at her and Dean made a face at me.

"It is not fine." Dean said firmly. "I'm the only one allowed to do that."

"Your plan, you suffer the side affects." I replied, and leaned in a bit. "You don't think they'll hit us with those sticks if I kiss you, do you?"

Dean smirked and shrugged. "I dunno."

I nodded and made a big show about thinking about it which made Dean let out a playful sigh and I smiled. I kissed him swiftly, and then pulled away, letting go of him just in case because as much as I loved him…I didn't wanna get hit with a stick.

"I still love you." I told him.

He smiled, and then started to walk off, me following, and Sam behind me, until Sam and another guy touched shoulders. Okay, no, they ran into each other and even though it was an accident, everyone in here was just so…angry. Kate made a noise first, and I turned to see that things could potentially end badly…

"I—I'm sorry." Sam told him.

The man looked at Sam angrily. "Watch where you're going."

"He really is sorry." Kate said with a smile, standing next to Sam.

The man just glared at Sam and as I swallowed, trying to assess the situation, Dean walked up to him. I sighed loudly and Kate made a face and then closed her eyes and shook her head. He just wanted to be in the action, and sure it was prolly part of his plan, but did he really have to handle it like this?

"He said he was sorry." Dean said firmly.

"Dean…" Sam and I chastised.

"You talkin' to me?" The man looked at Dean. "I said are you talkin' to me?"

Dean looked back at Sam, Kate and I a little. "Great, another man who's seen 'Taxi Driver' too many times. Yeah, I'm talking to you. Trust me…let it go."

"Dean, come on." Sam said, and I took Dean's hand.

"See, that's how you gotta talk to these guys." Dean said, and smirked. "Instant respect."

I looked over his shoulder. "Or, that's how you make enemies."

"You were saying?" Sam asked him, and Dean looked to see the man getting another big man to stand up.

"Oh, great." Dean replied, and the man punched him in the face.

"Not the face! He's pretty!" I said, and Sam took my arm and I realized I should prolly shut-up.

Kate snickered though and sidled up next to me as Dean and the man fought. Eventually a guard came over and broke then apart, putting his stick under Dean's chin. We get arrested, come into a jail to have fun with inmates, and then Dean gets into a fight and then gets into trouble. Yeah…best plan ever…not the sarcasm.

"What's your name?" The guard asked Dean.

Dean looked him in the eye. "Winchester."

"Hello, Winchester. Not a good start." The guard said, and then took the stick away. "Solitary. You too, Lucas."

"Are we having fun yet, huh?" Dean asked as they started to take him away and while Sam didn't look happy with him, Kate saluted him.

I sighed and waved a little. "I'll miss you while you're gone, Baby." I told him.

"You too, Babe." He replied with a chuckle, and then I saw one of the men point at Sam and do the whole, 'you're dead' thing, so I took his arm as Kate took the other one.

"You want me to make you a force field too? Cause I can for a while." Kate offered.

Sam smiled a little. "You two hanging out with me and Dean is going to get us beaten up and you know it."

"It might." I told him with a shrug. "Or, it might get you a bit of respect. We are the only females in this place, and if they beat you guys up, you really think Kate and I would run off to them for support?"

"Absolutely not and they'd know that." Kate replied with a smile.

Sam just chuckled at the thought. "You two are something else."

We smiled and nodded, then when it was time to be put in our cells, Kate and I bartered out the bunk—I got the top one. The two of us lay there and were silent for a little while but then we both knew that we had things to say. The best part was that we spoke up at the same time—such an us thing to do.

"I like Sam." Kate told me as I said, "I'm pregnant."

We both laughed and then I turned on my side and ran my fingers along my stomach through the orange jumpsuit, telling Kate to go first. Honestly, I was more excited to hear about Kate's feelings for Sam than I was to talk about having a baby in a jail cell. I mean I was excited—I was beyond ecstatic, but I was also scared and I felt like I needed to talk to Dean about my fears here first…he deserved that much and more.

"I just…how cold you ever stop dating him?" Kate asked me.

I laughed. "Because I was already falling for Dean when Sam and I tried to make something work. He was still in pain over losing Jessica, and though it took me a while to admit it, I was hurting because I felt like Dean could never love—never commit…I was wrong."

"Well…I'm thinking about telling him." Kate explained to me. "You know…be pro-active because in this line of work you never know when you're going to drop dead."

"I love you, Kate." I told her in the small silence that followed when we thought about Mom and Kalli.

She took a shaky breath but managed a strong, "I love you too, Lana."

xxxx

When I woke up in the morning, Kate was already up and I smiled at her—we were both looking forward to having our recreation time. Not only that, but I wanted to see how Dean was since he'd spent the night in solitary and I missed not sleeping next to him. That was definitely the worst part about this whole plan for me—I missed sleeping next to Dean. Besides, we hadn't even properly celebrated the baby yet and he didn't get to hold me, his hand on my stomach.

Dean was playing poker with the boys while I sat on the ground and twisted the ring on my finger. I looked up as he kept winning, and then saw Sam and smiled, then looked around and felt creeped out again. All the staring, though I would normally love it, was not making me feel good this time and Kate was shifting uncomfortably too because she didn't like all the eyes on us either.

"It's like picking low-hanging fruit." Dean said happily.

"You don't even smoke." Sam told him.

Dean chuckled at that. "You kidding? This is the currency of the realm."

Kate pointed over towards the men playing basketball and shrugged a little, the two of us making eye contact. Actually, it made sense that we go and talk to them and so I nodded and I stood up. She still hadn't told Sam yet, but we were trying to finish this hunt first and I understood that, so I stood up and started over towards the basketball game with Kate and Dean's voice caught me.

"Whoa, whoa. You're not going over there without me. Not after what happened yesterday in the mess hall." Dean told me.

"I can take care of myself." I smiled as I turned to look at him, my hair up in a ponytail, and moved my bangs out of my eyes. "Besides Kate's with me and we're witches. It sucks that Lucas died in solitary last night, Dean, but Kate and I are actually going to do some work while you have your fun. Plus, tattoo guy will do anything I tell him to do."

Kate laughed and nodded. "Yeah, he makes it clear every time he walks by her."

"He touch you?" Dean asked angrily.

"Dean…focus on Sam." I said, and smiled, because I knew what Sam was going to say—he had a plan to get into Moody's old cell.

"There's the Sammy I know." Dean told him. "Come on, man, you're like Clint Eastwood in 'Escape From Alcatraz'."

Sam nodded a little and shrugged. "The problem is even if we do find something, how are we gonna burn it? We don't have any accelerant."

"Good thing I'm like James Garner from 'The Great Escape'." Dean said, and grabbed some cigarettes, standing up. "Hey fellas! Who's ready to deal?"

I smiled at how adorable my man was and then Kate and I went to the basketball hoop and the guy with the tattoos from before looked at me then bobbed his head in the direction of Dean. I glanced back at Dean and then looked directly at the man in front of me and just smiled and shrugged as his eyes asked me questions.

"You belong to him?" The man asked me.

I shrugged. "I don't really belong to anyone, but I could belong to you if you beat him at cards."

"What about you?" He asked Kate.

"I belong to the tall one he's with." Kate replied with a shrug. "Still, I'm always open to suggestion."

I smiled at her and then I smirked at the men. "So who's gonna let me be on their team?"

Kate and I leaned against each other and just grinned, flipping our hair a little and nodding as the men reacted. A couple of them smirked at us too, and then we picked teams and shot a few hoops, asking them questions as we played but not getting anything. Then it was time to eat so we went back to Sam and Dean and stood in line to get something to eat.

"You sure about this?" Dean asked Sam, referring to the plan as we got our food.

Sam nodded. "Pretty sure."

"Considering the circumstances, I'd like a little better than 'pretty sure'." Dean told him and I smiled.

"Okay—really pretty sure." Sam replied, and walked away setting his food down, and Kate and I sat down and ate a little.

We were hungry, and we looked up at Sam as he just stood there, the three of us waiting for Dean to start the fight. The plan was to get enough of a distraction for Sam, Kate and I to get to the old cell block, and I was trying to get some food in me before we went. I mean I wasn't that much hungrier than normal, but I could definitely eat and that was really all that mattered.

When the fight began, Sam, Kate and I hurried off to the old cell block, and Sam complained a bit on the way there. He wasn't happy that I was potentially putting myself in danger when I was pregnant, but honestly we were already in the freaking jail! Besides, he was making this way too easy for me to mess with him and though Kate wanted him, she even found my picking on Sam entertaining.

"This is actually kind of fun. If we were still in our little bit of foreplay-relationship, I'd totally ravage you." I said as we got to the cell block and Sam set the old blood on fire.

Sam scoffed at me. "Right."

"No…really." I told him. "I think my old self is resurfacing. I feel more alive and playful. Don't worry though—I won't take advantage of you."

"That was totally reassuring." Sam told me laughing.

"Kate could ravage you though." I shrugged and grinned. "Let's get back before I change my mind. That was a joke. Laugh, Sam. It's good for the soul."

"My brother has rubbed off on you way too much." Sam said, and we headed back.

"Wait, so you're telling me it wasn't Moody?" Sam asked Dean.

I sighed as Dean said that the ghost was of an old nurse, and he and Dean argued. Sam wanted out tonight, and to tell you the truth, so did I. Kate and I had both talked about it while we were in our cell and we were done—done with the death, done with the inmates grabbing us inappropriately, and I was done not being able to wake up in Dean's arms—I was done with jail. Never wanted to come back. Wanted to just—wanted out of this orange jumper because orange though I could somewhat pull it off, was the one color I hated so I wanted out of it.

"I called Deacon. It's happening. We're getting out tonight." Sam told Dean.

"We better do some fast research then." Dean said.

I scoffed at that. "How?"

"If you haven't noticed, Dean, we're in jail." Sam told him.

"Well ask someone about her." Kate said with a shrug. "You have the currency."

Then Kate pointed towards the guys playing basketball and I nodded at her—they had to have some information didn't they? It was always worth a shot and since we were crunching time right now, we needed to do whatever it was that we could, so we started to head for the hoops.

"Where are you going?" Dean asked me.

I shrugged playfully. "I'm off to do research of my own."

Dean shot me a look. "If you—"

"—I'm not going to play with them—in that sense. I'm yours, you have me, I'm not running away anywhere." I told him, and went off to see if any of my 'basketball buddies' could give me anything—they couldn't.

Fortunately for Kate and I—we were glad to not have to flirt our way into anything anymore—Sam and Dean had better luck. So the four of us sat at a table in the Mess Hall and tried to piece all of it together. Once we knew exactly what we were up against we could finish this hunt and get the Hell out of this jail.

"Okay, let's say those stories about Glockner were true." Sam said with a nod.

Dean nodded in agreement. "It's a thought. In life she's a vigilante, in death, same thing."

"Right, but how is she tied in with the old cell block?" I asked him.

"And if she's going after cons, why kill that one guard?" Sam added.

"I did hear in the yard that the guard wasn't squeaky clean. So maybe she goes after anyone who breaks the law—like me." Dean tried, and I ran my thumb along his hand as he held it.

"You heard in the yard?" Sam asked.

"Yeah." Dean replied with a shrug.

Sam scoffed lightly. "Dean, does it bother you at all how easily you seem to fit in here?"

"No, not really." Dean replied almost immediately.

"Either way, we need more info on Glockner. How she died. If she was buried, and where." Kate reminded us.

She was right—we still had information to figure out and we didn't have much time to do it in since we were supposed to be leaving tonight. I wanted out of here, Kate wanted out, Sam did…but Dean didn't seem to. Yeah, it was all part of our plan, but at the same time I had a feeling that he wanted to stay if we couldn't figure it out and that was a little disconcerting to me.

"And we've got five hours to get it." Sam said, and Dean gave him a look. "No, no. Don't give me that look. Don't give me that 'we gotta see this thing through' look. We are leaving tonight, no matter what."

"I just don't want to let Deacon down." Dean told him. "We do owe him."

Sam gave Dean a look. "But we don't owe him our lives, Dean."

"I agree with Sam on that one." Kate explained with a shrug. "I'm glad to help, but I don't owe Deacon shit."

"Where are you going?" Sam asked Dean as he got up.

"I'm going to go talk with our lawyer." Dean explained. "And if that doesn't work—Lanni's going to."

I looked up. "Why me?"

"You soften people up." He replied with a shrug.

I just smiled and nodded, and then Sam, Kate and I sat around talking about random things. At first we had talked about the case, but with nothing to go on, we had gotten sucked into talking about Kate and I holding up, and how we had to get out because I was pregnant, and then Dean showed back up out in the yard and we walked over to him.

"Did she go for it?" Sam asked him.

Dean shook his head. "No, no, not so much. But, uh, maybe she'll come around."

"We can't wait around to find out." Sam said his hands in his pockets.

"We could give it another day." Dean suggested.

"No, no, no. We're leaving tonight, and that's it." Kate told him.

Dean sighed loudly. "So we're not gonna finish the job. We're just gonna let these people die?"

I rubbed my temples and swallowed because I got that they needed to fight but there was so much in his voice that was telling me he was serious. I understood his loyalty here, and I got it, and I was proud of him, but we had to get out of here. This was not where I wanted to hang out and be pregnant, thanks.

"Don't give me that." Sam told him. "This was your stupid plan. Kate, Lan and I went along with it, but we're sticking to the plan, Dean. Your fiancée is pregnant, and she needs to be gotten out of here."

Dean looked at me and stroked my hair. "Okay, you leave. I'm gonna stay."

"Hell, no, you're not." I told him as he started to walk away.

"Don't turn away—don't turn away from me." Sam called after him.

Dean turned back a little. "Screw you."

"What?" Sam asked, grabbing Dean by the shoulder. "Screw you!"

Kate made a noise when Dean pushed him and they started to fight. The other inmates were watching and I knew that Kate and I had to play our parts. She yelled at them to cut it out and I got in between them, one hand on each other their chests.

"Peace and love, people! Peace and love!" I said, and then the guards showed up. "Oh come on, let them deal with it themselves. They're brothers. It happens."

"All right hard case, come with me. Those three, too." The guard from before said, and I protested as I got dragged away in handcuffs.

Kate wasn't too happy about the handcuffs either, and when we got into the room with the two guards, I bit my lip. Kate heaved a sigh and we looked at the two guards, the main one from before that kept catching Dean in the act, looking all tough…awesome.

"Take off. I want to handle this alone." The guard said, and the other guard turned to leave.

"Just go for them first—I'm fragile." I told him, and he gave me a look and once the other guard left, the man came up to us and then smiled.

"Deacon, you are beating the holy Hell out of me, man." Dean said with a smile on his face.

I nodded at him. "His pretty face is scratched."

Deacon smirked. "Sorry, Dean. I thought I was going easy on you. And may I say that Lana is every bit as quirky as you said she was."

"Really?" I asked with a smile.

Dean chuckled. "I think you may be a tad quirkier."

It was really nice to know that Dean spoke of me to other people. I mean I knew that it was to be expected since he loved me and we were engaged and I was carrying his baby but we weren't even sure about the baby until the woman had let it slip before. My man loved me…that was all I could think about and then I remembered that we were here for a reason and had to get things done.

I smiled and turned to Deacon. "Did you really have to rough him up that hard?"

"I'm just trying to make it real." Deacon said, holding his hands up in surrender to me.

"Yeah, well mission accomplished." Dean told him.

"It's nice to meet you by the way." I told him.

Deacon smiled and then paused a moment as he unlocked my handcuffs. "That's a nice rock you have there…Dean settling…it's an idea to wrap the mind around."

"Yeah, it is." I said and then rubbed my wrists as he went to get Kate out of her handcuffs. "So there's a problem Deacon."

"Turns out that the spirit isn't Moody at all." Kate told him. "It was some nurse that worked here a long time ago but we don't have all of the details."

Dean nodded. "Which is why we need to stick around here until we find them."

"You want to have this fight for real, Dean?" Sam asked him. "We gotta go. We gotta go now." Dean trying to protest and Deacon tried to interrupt. "We're leaving, Dean. Otherwise we'll be leaving in shackles to Milwaukee with Hendrickson as company and Lan's going to give birth to your kid in jail. Do you want that?"

"All the more reason for Lanni to get out now." Dean told him with a shrug.

I rubbed my temples and sighed as Deacon looked over at me and then when Sam and Dean got into each others' faces again I smacked them both. Deacon raised his voice and pulled something from our lawyer out of his pocket. I smiled and grabbed it, Dean talking about how velvety smooth he was, but his punishment was me and Kate looking at the information first.

"Okay so Glockner died in the old cell block right after Moody bit it." Kate explained out loud to them as she and I looked over the information in front of us. "There was an inmate uprising and she got caught in the middle. They dragged her to Moody's old cell and gave her a 'severe cerebral adema'."

"Someone bashed her head in." Sam said softly.

I nodded at that. "Yeah, but it says where she was buried so as long as we can get out of here right now, we can get to the cemetery and salt and burn her bones. Hey, look Sammy—you won."

Dean shot me a look and then turned to Deacon. "Don't worry, Deacon, we'll get rid of this thing."

Deacon removed part of the wall. "Good, 'cause I want it out of my prison. Boys, uh…I can't thank you enough for this. I know I was asking a lot, but you still came through. Your Daddy raised you right."

"Well, we owed ya." Sam told him.

"Right." Deacon said, and they shook and half hugged and then he smiled at me. "And you. I've heard about you, but you really came through too. You created quite a stir, and you managed to help with a hunt. John would have been proud—of the four of you. Kate I've definitely heard about."

Kate smiled and flipped her hair. "I am the famous one out of the four of us."

I laughed a little and rolled my eyes, pushing on her and nodding because it was honestly true—Kate knew how to hunt. She was damn good at it and lots of other hunters knew her name and she was respected. Kate got in there, figured out the case, kicked some ass, and sometimes passed her knowledge onto others…I was proud to call her my cousin.

I smiled at Deacon. "Can I hug you?"

"Yeah." Deacon chuckled and so I hugged him and told him I was glad to meet him and then he looked at all four of us. "I hope to see you all again, huh? Just…not in here."

We all laughed and Sam said, "We'll try our best."

We walked towards the wall to leave, and then Dean turned around. "Oh…where do you want it?"

At first I was confused but Kate just smiled and then started through the wall, Sam following her. When Dean balled his fist, I got it and smiled a little too—the cover that we escaped. Classic. This way Deacon wouldn't have to take the fall for it at all…even though no guard should leave their partner alone with four 'criminals'…

"What?" Deacon asked, and Dean grinned, making Deacon smile a little. "Yeah, um…" He replied, pointing to his chin, still smiling but stopped Dean for a second. "Make it look real, son."

Dean smiled and knocked him out, all of us hurrying outside and running as fast as we could so we could get out of here before they found Deacon. We knew we needed to change so we had to get to the car because honestly we were incredibly easy to spot. Orange was one of those colors that just stood out, and when we got to the Impala, Dean grinned.

"Oh man, are you a sight for sore eyes." Dean said, and we started to take off our jackets. "You know, I almost wish I could see Hendrickson's face."

"Really? 'Cause I'd be happy if we never saw him again. We're not really out of the woods yet, Dean, you know?" Sam asked him and then the alarms went off as we grabbed our regular coats.

"You're right." Dean nodded, and we got into the car and drove off towards the Green Valley cemetery to burn Glockner's bones.

Sam took a breath. "We gotta move it. If Hendrickson gets to the lawyer—"

"—I thought she couldn't say anything. You know that whole lawyer/client privilege?" Dean asked him.

"The privilege doesn't apply, Dean." I told him.

Dean made a face as we walked through the cemetery. "So she'll talk?"

"She has to." Sam and Kate said together.

"That's freaking super." Dean sighed loudly.

I shrugged, and when we found her gravestone, I took the flashlight, and Sam and Dean started digging. Kate and I looked around every once in a while to make sure we weren't being followed—if we were, we were gonna have to run really fast. Besides, Sam wouldn't let Kate do any shoveling and Dean was probably never going to let me do anything even remotely 'heavy lifting' again—not until the baby popped out.

"Got her." Sam said, and Kate helped him up, so we could salt and burn the bones.

"Whoo-hoo!" I said out loud. "Sorry. Let's get going."

The boys nodded and once the bones were burned we all hurried back to the Impala, putting the shovels and things into the back, and then looking at each other over the top. This could have been so much worse, so I was glad that it was practically over…even though now Kate and I were definitely into the system. Since Hendrickson seemed so thorough too, that meant that he was going to look into mine and Kate's backgrounds…this could turn out…badly.

"Thought we were screwed before?" Sam asked Dean.

"Yeah, I know." Dean nodded. "We gotta go deep this time."

"'Deep', Dean?" Sam asked with a chuckled. "We should go to Yemen."

"Ooh, I'm—I'm not sure I'm ready to go that deep." He said, with a little grin and then Sam got into the car and Dean turned to me.

Kate smiled at us. "I'll give you guys some semi-privacy but make it quick—I ain't going back to jail."

I smiled at her as she got into the back seat of the car and then I turned to Dean who kissed me and smiled a bit into it. It was really the first break that we had gotten and he wanted to celebrate the pregnancy and so did I. At the same time, this seemed like as good a time as any to demand an answer to the last actual fight we'd have—even if we were crunching time.

"That was quite an adventure." I told him, kissing him gently. "When we get to a safer location, let me tell you just how much of one."

Dean smirked and kissed me again. "I don't want anything to happen to you."

"That why you got all upset before Mom died?" I asked him slowly.

"Yeah it is." He replied with a nod. "We lost one baby and I just…I don't think I could handle it if we lost another one, all right? You have to be more careful."

I smiled and kissed him softly. "I promise."

Note: The next chapter has a LOT of fluff, so be prepared for it! I thought I owed you guys, so I hope you really like it. Also, the next chapter is REALLY long, so I apologize now. Feedback is always appreciated!