Dean couldn't say he would shed a tear if any more of the men the ghost had hunted died, but he wouldn't let her continue to let her kill people no matter how evil and disgusting they were because ghosts could also create ghosts and those ghosts wouldn't be as honorable as her.
"No need for that." assured light serene voice. She didn't look like any of the other ghosts they had encountered. She looked lifelike and she just had a calm and almost motherly like aura that made both Sam and Dean feel even worse for what they were going to have to do to her.
"So your Sara?" Sam asked the very human-looking ghost.
"Yes, I am and you are Sam and Dean Winchester." She stated she had heard about the two hunter brothers that slew any monster that crossed their paths. But that's not what she saw, Sarah had been watching the two men as they worked endlessly to find out what happened to 'her' and why certain men were disappearing when they stepped foot in the hotel. She had seen what they both were going through when they thought no one was watching, but she always was.
She watched as Dean struggle with his memories of his torture and that he did the same thing to other poor souls. She saw how the weight of Sam's blood addiction was threatening to crush him. While the boys were out dealing with her 'killer' she came up with what she considered a perfect idea. She would give the boys the second chance they deserve, a second childhood. Every monster in America knew the story of Sam and Dean Winchester how Mary and John were destined to have them. Sam the boy king then later bodysuit for Lucifer, the real deal devil. Dean the human who could torture as well as any demon if not better, the one broke the first seal, and not to mention vessel for Michael the archangel and she was about to change it that the rest of it would not come to pass.
She knew she was making the right decision and when she saw how tired and worn out they looked only confirmed it. Sam and Dean deserve a second chance, a second childhood and she would give them one, after all, she was the goddess of protection and even if they wouldn't see it, she knew this was the best move. Not only did most if not all monsters know the story of Sam and Dean Winchester, but so did every officer in America. The young naive ones hoped to be the ones to finally bring the two men to justice and the older ones who were wiser prayed they never had to deal with the brothers in their jurisdiction.
Frank Reagan was one of those older more wise cops who understood the damage the two hunters could do in a city. He had been a police commissioner for a month when the two went on their first killing spree. He watched the news constantly and prayed even more constantly that the two were stopped. So when he received 2:00 am a call from Garrett that there had been a Winchester sighting from a seedy hotel on the lower east side he hoped and prayed to every god he could think of that it was just a prank call or just simply a case of mistaken identity. Sure they had gotten many calls from people who had claimed to have seen the boys, but no one had been able to give their location, what room they were staying in, and not to mention their room number, and describe them perfectly.
After showing a picture of the two men to the manager discreetly then confirming that the two men were together and that they had been for almost two weeks. Danny wasted no time calling and telling the S.W.A.T team to surround the place before he made his way towards the room. Danny knew he was filled with adrenaline and considered it to be an advantage he was going to need to be on his top game to catch and keep the two psycho brothers. Danny knew better than to knock on the door; it would only give them time to try to grab a weapon if they didn't already have one on them. He called on his training and kicked the door open with ease. It took the officer longer than he would have to like it that the only presence in the room was the two small children laid out on the floor unconscious. After scoping out the room to make sure there was no one else in the room he went back to the little boys, checked their pulses, and called for the medics.
The news caught wind that two children around the age of two to ten were rushed to hospital after they were found unconscious in place of two serial killers the NYPD was looking for. Garret always the politician argued that it was better than the public was focusing more on the two boys than the fact that they didn't warn anyone that there were possibly two notorious killers running free in their city. Frank would rather have them focusing on that then the children not only because they would have an easier time keeping them safe, but now if the two psychopaths wanted to find the kids all they had to do was turn on the goddamn tv. When Sam woke up the first thing he noticed was that the ceiling had a tackey blue sky and white clouds on it, then naturally he looked for his brother."Hey champ, how are you feeling?" Sam heard a voice he never thought he would hear again. No, it couldn't be . . . . . . Apparently, he had passed the appropriate response time, because Jamie spoke again, "So, I guess you don't feel like talking, huh?". If he had any doubt it was cleared up now. He looked in the direction of the sound of the familiar voice and couldn't believe his eyes, Jamie Reagan, in a cop uniform looking at him with concerned eyes and a worried frown. "Where's my brother?" Sam finally got over his shock only for his eyes to widen in confusion at the sound of his voice, he sounded like a little kid. Jamie watched as the blond-haired child's eyes widened in what seemed like panic to him he hurriedly raised his hands to appear less threatening. " He's just in the room next door. I promise just calm down okay?"
Sam knew that Jamie would never lie to anyone on purpose, now that he knew that Dean was okay he had to figure out why he was in a goddamn six-year-old body and how to fix it, so get back on the path of hunting all the demons they had let out. ̈ You're alright now right?" After a nod from the little boy he continued ¨ So can you tell me what your name is?¨. Sam was sure that it would be a bad idea to tell them anything until he had a chance to talk to his brother and find out what kind of situation they were in. He also knew that now that he had spoken it would be very weird if he just stopped. ¨ What's your name?̈ ̈ Sam said it in a tone that suggested clearly he just wanted to change the subject. ̈ ̈My name is Jamie Reagan, Is there a reason you don't want to tell me your name?"̈ Looking at the little boy and hearing him talk he reminded Jamie of someone, he just couldn't put his finger on who. "Is there a reason you wanna know my name?" Sam asked haughtily to his shock Jamie laughed. "Kid you could be a hell of a lawyer" Sam's lips curved up in a small smile at that.
Dean was always a sucker for a girl with a pretty face so needless to say when he woke up he only had two things on his mind. Where Sam was and how to get some alone time with the woman in front of him. "Where's Sammy?" Dean asked sluggishly, his voice still thick with sleep, the female officer, he was too focused on Eddie's pretty face to notice his voice was no longer the deep tone he had owned since he was fourteen.
And Eddie had always been a sucker for kids as soon as she saw Sam and Dean she knew that she was a goner. Both kids were heartbreakingly cute, she could only imagine how many hearts they would break in the future. "Is Sammy your little brother's name? What's yours?" Dean was confused as to why a woman in a police officer's uniform was talking to him like he was a kid and not like the criminals they thought it was. It must be some kind of trap, they want me to feel comfortable so I confess my 'crimes'. Dean had to admit it was a much better approach than agent Henriksen. He wondered when the man would show up, Dean imagines he dropped whatever he was doing and is already on the way Dean idly wondered if they had called the overzealous agent yet. " Can, I see my brother?" Dean didn't hold out much hope that they would let them be in the same room together, but he had to ask. Eddie smiled at the nameless boy who couldn't be more than ten years old, her heart-melting on the inside at how much he was worried about his brother. She didn't think it had been a good idea to separate them in the first place, but the detectives insisted that it would be the best way to find out what happened to them. Eddie was willing to bet her gun that they hadn't gotten anything out of the other child no… Sammy yet either.
"I'll go and check to see if he is awake. You just lay down and rest till I come back." Eddie patted softly his leg before she left the room. Dean for the life of him couldn't figure out why she was being so nice to him. He was handcuffed to a bed in a hospital so they at least suspected him of something, but it couldn't be for all those he was suspected of before, could it be? Dean turned over and groaned into the thin hospital pillow.
Both Jamie and Eddie met in the hallway. Jamie couldn't believe that the Sam he knew would be involved in something like this. When he was touring schools, Sam was who Stanford picked to show him around and sell him on going to school there. What he didn't expect was for Sam to actually keep in touch with him even after he made his choice and from everything he knew about Sam in college he was a gentle giant, the type wouldn't hurt a fly. He understood that people changed and sometimes it wasn't for the best, he just couldn't understand how it could be so drastic.
"Hey, you alright?" This was one of the many reasons Eddie found himself falling more and more in love with Jamie every day, he always had no shortage of compassion. "I'll tell you later, did you get anything from the kid?" Jamie knew better than to ignore her question she would just continue to badger him until he gave in.
"Imma hold you to that." of which Jamie had no doubt of, " All I got was the other names, Sammy, a cute name for a cute kid." Eddie already could tell that both kids would be heartbreakers when they were older. "I didn't get anything he just asked for his brother. Only God knows what they've been through. We don't even know how long they had been with those two sickos... I don't think that we will get any more info out of them until they see each other. I only know his brother ́s name because he kept asking for him.¨
"I agree but, the detectives said it would be better to keep them apart.¨ Jamie knew that he was wasting his breath trying to explain anything to Eddie when she had the look in her eyes that she had, right now. The fiercely determined look that he would swear made her eyes ten times brighter than the sun, and god he knew he sounded like a complete and total dork, but it was one of the many things that made him love her.
̈ ̈If it would make you feel better, you can say you told me not to.̈ Eddie smiled up at her longtime boyfriend because she knew that even as she said it, he would never take her up on it. She loved that he always stood by her side, no matter what.
Arron had profiled many monsters in his time working as a B.A.U agent, but there were only two that he had ever passed off to another department, the Winchester brother. Not because he was scared of the mark they would leave on his team's reputation if they failed to catch them, but because one they were so damn unpredictable no one would ever be able to give an accurate profile of them and two he would never deliberately put his team in harm's way.
Now, when he looked at the pictures of the boys that were left by Winchesters when they escaped he felt selfish, all members of his team were adults and could make their own choices, these boys were so close to Jack ́s age weren't and he felt like he had let them down. ̈ ̈Okay, so what do we know about the Winchester brothers?" Rossi asked, taking Hotch out of his musings. Gracia started it off, ̈ They are the sons of Mary and John Winchester. Dean was born January 24, 1979, Samuel Winchester was born May 2, 1983, they are four years apart. Mary died in a house fire, November 2, 1983, in Lawrence, Kansas. The location of the father is unknown, he has been off the grid for seven years. After that, they bounced around a lot. There were over fifty complaints filed on their behalf for neglect or abuse, sometimes both. In 1995 Dean dropped out of high school and got a G.E.D. Sam graduated with honors in 2001 and got a full ride to Stanford. Twenty-two years to the date, Sam ́s long-time girlfriend Jessica Morre dies in the apartment that they shared the exact same way as Mary Winchester. From there on the team talked about the mental psychosis the brothers seemed to share. Hotch looked down at his watch and saw they still had 2 hours before their plane was to land.
Olivia had been grateful for the call from her partner, she was heading home after a spectacularly bad date. The man talked about his seven pet dogs the entire time, plus she wouldn't want to miss the chance to maybe catch the infamous Winchester brother. She hailed a cab and informed the driver to get her to Franklin General as fast as he could.
Dean waited nervously for the officer to come back, he hoped this wasn't a trick. When she came back it was with a kid. He had to do a double-take, he immediately knew it was his brother and the only thing that kept him from laughing was the fact the officer was still in the room and the look on Sammy's face. Judging by his hair and how it was a particular shade of blonde, Dean knew Sam was eight and if whatever happened to them had happened in that motel and it was that so-called ghost that did it.
¨Imma give you the chance to talk and I´ll be right back okay, my partner and I will be right outside if you need anything.¨ the female officer said softly before shutting the door. Sam couldn't quite believe she left them alone so easily he was expecting to have to make up an excuse for them to be left alone together. ¨Sammy why are you a kid?¨ Dean asked with a shit-eating grin on his face. Sam walked over and got into the bed with Dean and looked at him with the infamous bitch face, which he somehow managed to pull with a six-year-old face. ¨You mean why are we kids, dufus.¨ Sam corrected and pointed at the window, so Dean would look at his reflection. Dean´s eyes widened in shock as he looked at his reflection, he was freaking ten again, how the hell did that happen? ¨I think the ghost we were hunting was something else, maybe a witch I don't know, but she did this to us, but right now we have bigger problems. The cops figured out that we were in that hotel room and they think we are our own victims. We need to get our story straight and then find a way to sneak away with no one noticing until it is too late.
When Olivia meets Elliot at the hospital they make their way up to the children's hospital room hoping to get to talk to them before the Feds arrive. They decided to split up, Elliot would take the oldest brother, while Olivia would take the younger. They meet the responding officer in the hallway a few feet from the kid's room.
¨We are Detective Stabler and Benson from S.V.U we are here to talk to the children. Did they say anything to either of you?̈ Elliot got straight to the point, they didn't need to waste any time the Winchester brother had no doubt saw all the police swarming the motel they were keeping their victims in and were probably getting out of trying to get out of New York right now. So any information the boys could offer would be crucial. ̈ ̈The younger one ́s name is Sammy according to the older brother, we don't know his name. They ́re both in the older brother's room and the little boy hasn't spoken to either one of us.̈ Jamie spoke first slipping that the boys were already together, he knew that detectives couldn't do anything since technically they weren't even supposed to be there, it was obvious that this was the F.B.I ́s case.
¨Why the hell did you put the witnesses in the same room?¨ Elliot asked angrily, he looked down at young officer´s name and sneered, he knew they must be rookies to make a dumb mistake like that, but that didn't make it any less inconvenient, now if they did catch the mean, their lawyers could argue they we let the two boys match up to their stories first. ¨He didn't I did and the longer you spend criticizing us the less time you have to talk to the children, ̈ Eddie spoke up looking at both of the S.V.U detectives, she wasn't about to stand there and let anyone talk to her partner and fiance like that, no matter their rank.
Elliot glared at them both one last time before pushing open the door to Dean ́s room, Olivia only sighed before walking in after him. Both Elliot and Olivia grimaced when they saw the bruises peeking out of the children's hospital robes, making many gruesome scenarios run through both of the seasoned detectives' heads, the cases involving children never got any easier for either of them.
̈ ̈Hello I'm detective Elliot and this is my partner Olivia, we wanna talk about how you ended up here is that alright?̈ Elliot waited patiently for the older brother to finish sizing him and Olivia, he was obviously deciding whether or not they were threats to him or his brother, what Elliot lacked intact with adults he usually made up for with his way with kids. The older boy opened his mouth to speak, when they're smaller brother leaned over and whispered in his brother's ear, it was too low for either of the detectives to hear. ¨ I won't talk unless the policeman who was nice to Sammy is here.¨ Dean made sure to dumb down his words to what a ten-year-old would but look the man in the eyes so he could make sure he knew he meant business. He was sure he didn't look threatening at all since Sam leaned into his shoulder and he could feel the little brat smiling. Sam was under the theory that if they had his old buddy from college in the room with them oh, he wouldn't stop the detectives from asking questions that seemed to make them really uncomfortable, Dean hoped for both their sakes that his brother was right.
Dean could tell from the look that passed over the man's face that he didn't want to do it, but they both knew they were in no position to refuse them anything. The lady detective was the one who walked out the door, Sam could tell that she was talking hurriedly to both officers before she opened the door and gave him what she must've thought was a friendly smile, in Sam ́s mind it was more of a grimace. Jamie stood In front of the door clearly unsure of himself for a moment, before making up his mind and walking over to the bed that the boys were sitting on. Sam could tell from the way that Jamie hoovered behind them protectively that he had the right idea. he felt kind of guilty for using his friend like this but oh, he knew he had to do whatever it took to get him and his brother out of this situation they were in, so they could go back to trying to make sure the demons didn't break any more seals.
̈ ̈Okay, for starters kid can you tell us your name? Elliot was in a gruff voice, everyone in the room could tell that he was annoyed and a little uncomfortable, even though he thought he was doing a good job of keeping it out of his voice. ̈ ̈My name is Dean and this is my brother Sammy. Both boys decided they would tell as much of the truth that they could without sounding completely crazy, and let the police draw their own conclusions. ̈Is that what they made you refer to yourselves as? if it is you can tell us the truth was going to make sure that those men never give anywhere near you again. You're safe with us, we just need you to tell us the truth so we can find your parents and catch the men that hurt you. ̈ ̈ Olivia chimed in.
̈ ̈Those are our names and they never hurt us! They took care of us.̈ Dean glared at the two and Sam had to admit his brother was damn good at acting like an offended ten-year-old when he thought about it. He wasn't really sure why he was surprised. He had always thought of his brother as an overgrown child. ̈If they never hurt you, then where did those bruises come from, huh?" Elliot raised his voice a little at the kid, he was obviously in denial and he had to snap out of it fast if they wanted to have any chance at catching the two serial killers. ¨They were accidents they weren't supposed to happen!̈ ̈ Dean let his voice raise another octave, he felt Sam flinch behind him, he was pretty sure it was fake, but he still decided that he would tone it down a bit. Sam figured out his line of thought easily and leaned over and whispered in his ear, ̈ You're not actually scaring me, dummy, you're not the only one that can act, tell him that you don't want to talk anymore.¨
¨I don't want to talk to you anymore you're scaring Sammy.̈ Dean knew that it would piss Sam off a little bit when he said and he felt like it was something a ten-year-old would say. He could picture his brother struggling not to make his signature face, without needing to turn around.̈ ̈Okay how about I take Sam, back to his room and we talk while you and Elliot talk?̈ ̈ Sam made a show of wrapping his hand tightly around Deans ́ left arm, making it clear that he isn't leaving his brother. ̈ ̈No! You're not taking Sammy! I want you to leave, now!̈ ̈ Dean all, but yelled. It was still loud enough that Eddie heard it from the hall and decided to join everyone in the cramped hospital room.
̈ ̈No one is trying to take your brother, we just want to talk, I promise.̈ Dean gave her a look that made her feel like he thought of her as a particularly slow child, ̈I don't believe you and I don't care! I want you to leave Now!̈ ̈ this time it was a yell. Jamie who had been standing in the background decided that it had gone too far. ̈ ̈ They're leaving, they might come back to visit you guys tomorrow.̈ Jamie told the boys, while never taking his eyes off the S.V.U detectives. Eddie gave the Detectives a poor imitation of a friendly smile as she re-opened the door and held open for them.
̈ ̈What just happened?̈ Olivia asks her partner later in front of the hospital. Elliot shook his head angrily, he didn't know either ́it was almost like he was outsmarted by ten-year-old. There is something not right about those kids and it has something to do with the Winchesters.´ Elliot dropped Olivia off home, before heading to his, the whole time thinking about the children, and how something wasn't right about them.
Dean and Sam ended up sharing Dean's bed, playing up the scared victim act they had going. They had planned on leaving as soon as the two police officers left at the end of their shift, but that never happened. Eddie and Jamie spent the entire night at the hospital. There was something about the two boys that they had connected with. Jamie called and talked to his father about around the clock protection for the kids, this was one of the few times he was glad that his father was also police commissioner. Frank was more than amenable to the idea, but the trouble was finding someone who was able and willing to put in the overtime and care for children who are no doubt traumatized. He wasn't surprised that when he voiced the problems, that his son jumped at the chance to take in the boys, he wasn't surprised that his son had always had a big heart, he just hoped that he and Eddie were up to the challenge.
The two children were the only live victims of the Winchesters, currently the most sought after criminals of this decade. They had two witnesses and they were barely old enough to be sworn into court. Frank knew that this would be front-page news, the brothers were known all over their country and now they were loose in New York and everyone wanted to be a part of the team that hunted them down. He looked out over the city and sighed it sure as hell was going to be an interesting next couple of days.
Hotch and his team got to New York in good time, they went to their hotel and got a couple of hours of shut-eye, before heading over to 1PP. He wasn't surprised that multiple departments were claiming they should be leaders of the case. Missing persons, S.V.U, Homicide, and even robbery. Then some states wanted the boys in their custody like Maryland and Kansas, it would cause more harm than good to move the boys at this point. The B.A.U would be sitting up at 1PP before going to the hospital to interview the children.