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Locked Up

Chapter three

Sam stood in the shower frozen with fear while Dean washed and acted like nothing was bothering him. He knew his brother was inadvertently making himself an easy target and tried to warn him.

"Sam, loosen up or you'll just attract these jerks to you." Dean whispered when his back was to the cons.

"Dean we got to get out of here." Sam whispered then swallowed hard as he watched one of the cons approach them.

"Hey pretty boy, how 'bout you and me getting together tonight and party?" He asked Sam who looked back at him but said nothing.

"He's my date for tonight?" Dean quickly spoke up trying to protect his brother from the convict's advances.

Another con started walking over.

"Hey fish, you're even prettier then he is." He said to Dean.

Dean spun around and faced him.

"Like I said we both are spoken for." Dean stared straight into the man's eyes.

"Well I say your not. I say if I want you you're mine." The man reached out and touched Dean's waist. Dean spun around and dropped the man with a kick to the stomach. As the rest of the men began to move in Sam snapped out of his fear and began fighting along side his brother. Soon all eight convicts lay on the shower floor moaning in pain. Dean grinned over at Sam.

"Even bare assed we can still kick it." He held up his hand to give Sam a high five but Sam didn't return it.

"That's just eight of them. There's a whole prison full of them."

"Well at least it's eight that probably won't bother us for a while. Like I told you Sam you can't let them get to you. If they know that you're scared they'll be all over you."

Sam knew Dean was right, but the fact was he was scared, scared to death. He had seen enough prison movies to know what they were in for.

"Dean, how are we going to get out of this? No one even knows where we are. And Dad….who even knows where he is."

"We just have to play it by ear and if an opportunity presents itself we take it and don't look back…..You can't show them that you're scared." When Sam didn't seem convinced he continued. "Sam, look at this place…It's old, it looks like it hasn't been updated for years. Half these guards look like a bunch of backwoods hillbillies. They can be bribed; we just have to figure out which ones to work on."

"Well I am scared. If you haven't noticed we're standing here buck naked in a prison full of sexually frustrated men. I think I have good reason to be scared."

Dean gave a little laugh.

"Yeah, I guess we do have a slight problem. But the more we show our fear the more they'll think they can move in on us."

One of the guards blew a whistle and Dean and Sam walked out of the shower. When the other cons didn't come out a guard went in and then ran back out.

"What the hell happened in there?" He looked back and forth between Dean and Sam, and then looked at another guard. "They're all busted up in there."

"How the hell did you two take on eight men?" The guard asked.

"Good genes." Dean smiled.

The guard looked at his partner.

"Let them get dressed then get them settled in their cells. The boss will want to talk to them later."

They put on the orange jumpsuits and a pair of slip on sneakers and were led up to their cells. They pushed Dean into a cell and when they didn't put Sam in with him but led him to a cell across from Dean he spoke up.

"Hey, we're first timers. Can't you put us together?"

"Boss wants you two separated." He said simply as he pushed Sam into the cell.

"Make your self at home." The guard said before he turned and left.

For the moment they were both alone in their cells. They figured the other cons must either be out in the exercise yard or working some where.

Sam stood in his cell looking over at Dean who also stood at the bars looking back at his brother. He tried to hide his worry from his brother.

"Hang tough Sam. We're going to get out of this."

Later

They were both taken separately up to see the warden of the prison who questioned them about their background and family. Once back in their cells Dean yelled over to Sam.

"What did they ask you?"

"Mostly about family, whether we had any and how much money they had."

"Me too…. I think they want to shake down our family for money to get us out of here. I've heard of that happening before in these backwoods jails"

"Well they're out of luck. Mom's gone and Dad's missing. So what do you think they'll do with us if they can't get money for us?"

Dean had no idea, but he didn't like what he was thinking.

"They'll probably just let us go." He lied not wanting to tell Sam what he really thought. That if they couldn't buy there way out they may never make it out or worse there would be no reason to keep them alive.

TBC