Okay, second chapter.
Btw, MI6 is Militery Inteligent like James Bond. Number of law I just randomly picked...
"Do you know him, perhaps?"
At that moment, two guards opened the courtroom door wide. Through them (in Dean's opinion, dramatically) entered a man of the early 30's. He wore a black suit, tie and white bluze. His hair fell a little behind his ear and he few days old beard. He held a large briefcase in his hand. Dean watched the said man come to Mr. Miller.
They shook hands a little too tightly and then Mr. Miller bribed his working material
"Winchester" he muttered "you always take the craziest ones" he said looking at him.
"The most interesting ones" was corrected by Sam. As Sam emptied part of his briefcase into groups on the table, he turned to Dean and John. He smiled slightly "Hello boys, long time no see?"
Before any of them could answer, the judge pounded with a hammer. "Sam, it's good to see you kid," he said. "I believe you will surprise me as always"
Sam stood up and picked up a pile of paper. He moved toward the room with a light, even, confident step.
"The indictment says the John and Dean Wincester are charged with multiple murders. I'd like to go through some of them. First from July 2006 New Orleans, twelve bodies found drained of blood, with their fingerprints. Here I have proof that my clients were not even close to the crime scene" he approached the judge and handed him the papers. The judge took his glasses and began to read to himself.
"MI6?" he asked after a short time. Dean's eyes widened even more. What does British government agencies have to do with this?
"As stated here," Sam continued, "my clients were in London at the time, transferred on an anonymous flight. In the winter of 1983, a horrific murder took place in their house by a terrorist escorted by MI6. He was now captured, but Mr.s Winchester often were evacuated to safe houses and often moved throughout their lives using fake names and credit cards. "
There was a moment of silence in the courtroom. Then the respective Mr. Miller
"Complaint-""You're not representing," Sam interrupted.
"- subsequently stated evidence. By law, all evidence need to be stated one week before the trial"
Sam sighed "According to Article 3.5.73 of the Trial Evidence, if a lawyer is assigned by the state, states guarantees for all the evidence" he grinned "Read a book" Sam started moving again. "The next murder is in December 2007..."
Two hours later Sam finally sat down. He went through everything they were convicted of, murder, torture, assault, etc. Sam made an excellent defense, backed by a lot, in Dean opinion false, but good evidence. There were MI6 documents, FBI agent Henriksen (who appeared as a witness, Dean saw about him on the intern), terrorist organizations, etc. Then the judge said
"Okay, there are a couple of points left, good defense so far Mr. Winchester ..." he paused "the youngest. 30 min lunch break. The convicts stay sit with the guards" then the courtroom was quickly emptied and Sam came out in a column of people. Dean looked at his father for answers, but John was equally surprised. Dean and John began whispering to each other as the guards struck them on the ribs with a nightstick. They both bounced in pain
"Hey, no talking you two," said one of the guards. Then Sam walked into the courtroom again, carrying a bag in his hand.
"Easy there Jimmy," he said, leaning the contents of the bag on the table. He laughed lightly "they didn't kill anyone". The guards took a step back. Sam handed Dean a carton of food inside and a plastic fork "Here you go"Dean paused. He hadn't said a word to Sam since he'd gone to Stanford. Sure, he regularly checked strange deaths on the internet but he still didn't talk to him face to face. What was he supposed to say "Bitch"
Sam choked a little, but quickly replied "Jerk." He took another cardboard pizza and handed it to his father "Here you go, John"
When Dean opened his lunch a smile spread from ear to ear. "Pie" he muttered. Then he saw what Sam was eating "Really Sam, rabbit food. Still" Sam laughed lightly and continued to eat his salad. They didn't talk much, and then John spoke
"So this is your life now?" The brothers looked at him "reading stupid books, getting people out of jail instead of monster's claws? Hmm? We haven't heard from each other in almost 19 years and this is how you show up? Saving the day?" Sam was patiently silent even though Dean knew he was boiling inside himself with rage. Just like when he was a kid "Because we, lawboy, have people to save?"
Sam stared at John's clenched jaw for a few moments. Then he calmly announced
"It seems to me that the time for a break is over," he tossed standing up.
A few minutes later the courtroom was filled again. Sam got up and continued
"So we still have some less serious charges left," he said, handing the papers to the judge. The judge received and read it, and Sam went on to "John Winchester for stealing 13 vehicles and robbing a family home. Dean Winchester for 18 times speeding in a populated area. I don't have a strong enough defense for that, Your Honor. My clients did it."
The judge returned the paper to Sam with a slight smile. He took off his glasses "Impressive Mr. Winchester, as always. Now, verdict, please everyone get up" Sam returned to Dean in the dock and helped him get up "John Winchester and Dean Winchester were acquitted of all counts of aggravated murder and torture , so the death penalty is no longer appropriate "Dean almost jumped for joy. "However." the judge continued "Accused John Winchester for theft and burglary will be under house arrest for 3 months and Dean Winchester for 2 months"
"Your Honor," Dean said, drawing attention to him "we somehow live on the road so-"
"Therefore, this detention sentence has a slightly different limit than usual. You must not move more than 200 meters from Mr. Winchester or Mrs. Winchester-Leahy."
"Who?" Dean asked.
"My wife," Sam whispered to him. The judge pounded the hammer once more and then said
"That's it, remove their handcuffs and tonight you will put trackers on them" the guards did as they were told.
When they all parted, the judge came to the dock "MI6? Really Sam, where did you get those lies? "
"How do you know I made it up?" Sam asked innocently, packing his papers
"Because you told me about your family, and all this cases seem familiar" Dean and John watched the conversation unfold before them "vampires, werewolves, demons" the judge sighed "glad you managed to come as their lawyer, I wouldn't like to have to convict them in an electric chair "then the judge scolded John and Dean" so you're hunters? "
"Yes sir," said John. Dean just nodded "How much exactly do you know about our .. business?"
"Well, Sam wouldn't have been too talkative and if those demons hadn't attacked me and my daughter he probably would never have told me why he always protects this interesant cases. A little, but enough to know that you don't deserve prison.
Gentlemens, I have to warn you you, do your detention smooth without a mistake, and don't try anything, you'll be declared fugitives and I won't be able to help you. You don't need that kind of attention. "
"All clear, sir," Dean said. The judge then walked out of the courtroom, and Sam said
"Okay, let's go" all three came out of the courtroom. They descended to the outer stairs Sam leading when on the road in front of them creaked tires Impala 67. The driver made several drifts before car braked in front of them. Dean ran the rest of the stairs and got to his car. He looked out the driver's window and saw a young girl enjoying AC / DC.
"Get out of the car," Dean said, opening the door.
"Sam, look what I found," she said, waving him out of the car. Sam said"Claire, please get out of the car"
"Can I have one round"
"Later," Sam said.
"NO," Dean said.
The brothers looked at each other for a few moments and then Sam said "Dean, John lets act normal like we are not csome crazy family that wants to kill each other right now... sit in cars and talk when we come to house. You owe me that much"
"We don't owe you anything. I have one question too, Samuel," John said approaching him. "What did the judge mean when he said you helped him and his daughter with the demons. I thought you were too good to hunt." he looked at John for a few minutes and then turned to Claire
"Has Patience took a Truck"
"Yes, she is coming" she nodded toward the road where the truck was approaching. The girl stopped the truck from the side and went outside.
"Hey Sam" she nodded "this is your family?" She looked at John and Dean "Patience, Missouri's granddaughter" introduced herself to John.
"Y-yeah," he said, "I met her." Dean broke amoment of silence.
"Wait, can someone explain to me what's going on?" he asked. Sam took the lead again
"Girls, take the truck with John, Dean and I are going to Impala ... we need a minute."
Then they split up. Sam looked at Dean "I drive" he said as he sat for the driver's seat. Dean tried to pull him out, but the glances of passersbys stopped him. He slammed the passenger door loudly.
"Can I at least choose the music" Dean asked him. Sam laughed lightly
"All yours"
The melody AC / DC Man in black broke out from the impala 67 as the two brothers headed down the road ...
All right, in the next chapter I'll explain what's going on ...