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Locked Up
Chapter nine
Warden's Office 5 AM
"Well it looks like Winchester's not coming back." Walker said as he looked at his watch.
"That son of a bitch!" The warden slammed his fist down hard on his desk. "I thought he cared about his brother."
"So did I, but apparently he cared more about his freedom."
"Well you know what to do."
"Yes sir." Walker left and immediately headed for Marlin's cell. Once there he opened it as quietly as he could then walked over and woke him up.
"If you still want that boy, he's yours."
"His brother didn't come back?" Marlin asked looking up at him.
"Nope."
Marlin grinned.
"Well I'll make sure his brother pays for it… I'm going to enjoy this."
Sam's cell
Sam heard the lock turn and painfully sat up on the cot. He could feel that the blood from the wound on his back had dried and his jumpsuit now stuck to it. As he moved he could feel the jumpsuit tear away from his back causing the wound to reopen and felt the blood start to drip down his back. He ignored the discomfort as he looked at the door hoping to see Dean's face. When the door opened his eyes widened with fear when he saw Marlin standing there instead of his brother.
"It's time to have some fun boy." He said as he walked into the cell.
Sam stood up and backed up till he had his back against the wall.
"Where's my brother?" He looked at the guard who still stood in the doorway.
"Seems your brother didn't give a damn about you anyway…he took off."
Sam knew Dean wouldn't just leave him there. But then where was he? Had the police caught him committing the burglaries? Had he been in an accident?
Marlin walked closer to Sam who looked around desperately for anyway to escape, there wasn't any. He looked and felt like a trapped animal.
"I'm really going to enjoy this." Marlin said grinning. "Get that jumpsuit off boy, we're going to have us some fun." He ordered.
"You boys play nice now." The guard gave a little laugh as he pulled the door shut.
State Police Barracks
Dean had paced the cell he had been put into all night. He had refused to stay at the barracks and had to be put into protective custody. He spent the night shouting that they had to let him out that they were going to hurt his brother if he didn't come back. He watched the clock on the wall with tears in his eyes. He had failed Sam. Finally one of the officers came into the small holding cell area and released him.
"We just got a call from a Senator Mitchell telling us to fully cooperate with you."
Dean swallowed the lump in his throat. He was glad his dad's contact had come through but was it in time to save Sam?
"We got to hurry." Was all he could say, he prayed it wasn't too late.
Dean was fitted with a miniature microphone which was hidden behind his ear lobe. They hoped that if he was made to put the jumpsuit back on it wouldn't be as easily detected as the standard wire which would have been taped onto his chest. The car he had been given was then filled with various items to make it look like he had accomplished his task. An entire task force would sit hidden outside the prison waiting for Dean's signal to enter. He was to go into the warden's office and try to get him to admit to ordering the burglaries. As soon as he gave them the signal they would storm the prison.
Dean drove the car back to the prison and was allowed into the gate by a guard who obviously knew what was going on. He was then taken to a room where he was made to put his jumpsuit back on and though he demanded to see the warden was told he was busy and would see him later. He argued with the guard but there was nothing else he could do but let the guard lead him back to his cell. Before the guard unlocked the door, Dean looked over at Marlin's cell and noticed that his door was open.
"Where's Marlin?" Dean asked the guard.
"Taking care of business." The guard said grinning.
Mike, Dean's cellmate, came over to the bars.
"Walker came and got him about an hour and a half ago."
"I need to see the warden now!" Dean spun around glaring at the guard.
"Like I said, he'll see you later."
Dean didn't waste any time, he shoved his shoulder into the guard chest, grabbed his arm and flipped him onto the ground. He quickly put his foot on the man's throat and removed his gun.
"Take me to the warden!"
The guard had no choice but to lead Dean back to the warden's office. He knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" The warden asked.
"It's Kiley." The guard answered.
"Come in."
Kiley opened the door, and then was shoved inside by Dean who immediately pointed the gun at the warden.
"I want to see my brother!"
The warden looked shocked to see him.
"I told you to be back here before day break."
"I broke into the houses like you told me to, but that piece of crap car you gave me broke down, I couldn't make it back till now."
"Did you get what I wanted from the houses?"
"I want to see my brother!" Dean ignored his question.
"Did you get what I wanted?" The warden repeated.
"It's out in the car; now take me to my brother!" Dean watched as the warden's hand started reaching underneath his desk toward a hidden alarm. Dean lunged toward him and grabbed him wrapping one arm around his neck; he then held the gun to his temple as the guard started toward them.
"Try it and I'll snap his neck!"
The guard continued and Dean began squeezing the warden's neck.
"Keep back!" The warden choked out.
"Give me your handcuffs." Dean ordered the guard who handed them over to him. He handcuffed the guard then gagged him with a strip of his shirt. He then pushed him into the closet. "I hear any alarms going off, I'll kill him." He told the guard as he shut the door, then shoved the warden toward the hallway.
"Now take me to my brother and if he's hurt…so are you."
Dean stuck the gun into his pants pocket and walked next to the warden, his hand in his pocket. As they walked Dean told the task team to move in.
"You're wired!" The warden said hearing Dean speaking.
"Yeah, we're taking you and this whole damn prison down."
They headed down to the isolation room and stopped outside the door.
"Open it."
The warden unlocked the door then stepped aside. Dean slowly pushed the door open then hissed in his breath when he saw the blood splattered floor.
TBC
