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Locked up

Chapter four

Warden's office

"Well what do you think?" Officer Walker sat on the edge of Warden Schaeffer's desk

"They both gave basically the same story. The mom's dead and they have no idea where their dad is, seems like they only have each other."

"We can make that work for us. The older brother seems very protective of the younger one."

"Let's give them a little time to find out what prison is like and then we'll call him in and tell him what he's going to do for us."

The cellblock

The prisoners came back from the exercise yard and entered their cells. Dean's cellmate barely looked at him as he sat down on the lower bunk. But when Sam's cellmate entered, Sam's eyes widened. It was the con who had approached Dean in the shower, the one that had wanted his brother. Sam looked at the bruises on the man's face and swallowed hard knowing that he and his brother had caused them.

"Well looky who it is?" The man, Jake Marlin, said grinning. "Where's your friend…or should I say brother?" He reached out and touched Sam's hair. Sam quickly threw up an arm and pushed him away.

"Look mister we don't want any trouble. You keep your distance and we'll keep ours."

The man shoved Sam aside and went over to the bars of the cell; he was going to enjoy this.

"Hey big man I got your brother in here with me!" He shouted out into the cell block. "Him and I are going to become real close!"

Dean had seen the man enter Sam's cell and now stood at his cell, his fingers clenched around the bars. He felt his chest tighten at the thought of what this man might try to do to his brother. He was worried, he knew Sam would fight to the death to stop the man and there was nothing he could do to help him.

"You touch him and I swear I'll kill you!" Dean yelled back. He could clearly see Sam standing against one of the walls in the cell and could see the con grinning over at him.

"You know I might just like this boy better then you. Nice long hair….hey if I shut my eyes real tight I might even think I have me a woman in here."

"You hurt him, you're dead!"

The man just laughed and went over to his bunk.

"You're going to get to know me real well boy." He said to Sam as he climbed onto the bottom bunk.

Sam took a deep breath and sat on the floor of the cell trying to stay as far away from the man as possible. He knew he could probably take the man in a fight, but for how long? The man was strong and sooner or later he'd win. But for right now all he could do was not turn his back on the man. He glanced over at Dean and wondered how he was making out.

Dean tore himself away from the bars and looked at his cellmate. He wasn't sure how to take him. The man just lay on the bed reading a book.

"I'm Dean." He said putting out his hand. The man stared at him for a few seconds before finally extending his hand.

"Mike." He then nodded toward the cell block. "Marlin, the guy in with your brother, is a psycho. If there is anyway you can talk the warden into moving him you should give it a shot."

"Thanks." Dean was glad his cellmate seemed like a reasonable man, but it wasn't him he was worried about. He walked back to the bars and looked over at Sam's cell.. He could barely see him but it looked like he was sitting on the floor. He prayed he would make it through the night okay.

The next day

The prisoners were all released from their cells for breakfast. Once in the large dining room Dean made his way over to his brother.

"You okay?" He asked as he stood behind his brother in the cafeteria line.

Sam only nodded.

"Sam I'm going to talk to the warden today and see if he can get you moved. It makes no sense sticking a newbie in with someone like Marlin."

"Dean, don't draw attention to yourself. Just let it alone, I'll take care of Marlin."

"My cellmate says he's a nut case. I want you out of there Sam."

"I want us both out of here Dean, but I don't see that happening anytime soon." Sam said turning toward his brother. Dean saw a fresh bruise on Sam's face and could feel the rage building up inside him.

"Did he do that to you last night!"

"Let it alone Dean."

"He didn't try to…."

"No." Sam looked down embarrassed. "I stopped him."

"That son of a bitch!" Dean said as he looked around the dining hall for Marlin.

"Dean, let it go….I can take care of myself." Sam grabbed Dean's arm, not wanting him to get in trouble for going after Marlin. But Dean spotted him across the room and shook Sam's hand off and headed over to him.

"You bastard!" He shouted as he neared his table. Sam followed him trying unsuccessfully to hold him back. Marlin sat with his friends and looked up smiling as Dean approached. Dean was glad to see that Marlin also had a few new bruises on his face from last night. "I told you to leave my brother alone!"

"What are you going to do about it?" Marlin said looking up at Dean. Dean tried to fight his way over to Marlin but was held back by his friends at the table. "Your brother's a feisty one…but I like that. He and I are going to get along real fine once I break him."

"You son of a bitch!" Dean struggled to free himself.

"What's going on here?" One of the guards walked over.

"This here fish is trying to attack me." Marlin said looking up at the guard innocently.

"Come with me." He grabbed Dean's arm and led him out of the room. Dean and Sam's eyes met and Dean saw a flash of fear in Sam's eyes and realized he had made a mistake. Sam would now be alone in the cell block with no one to back him up.

TBC