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The brothers knew they could handle two agents, especially two agents who didn't seem to know who they are. They planned to escape once they parked the car, but they were met with a whole team of FBI agents waiting for them. Both brothers were tense as they were escorted into the NCIS building and into the elevator. They both knew that escaping was becoming harder and harder, and knew they'd need to act fast. They stood in the elevator along with David, McGee, and two FBI agents. They're hands were no longer handcuffed and just looked that way. The doors opened to the bullpen, and they were met with Gibbs and DiNozzo standing there waiting for them.

Tony looked paler than usual, and was extremely tense. Gibbs immediately gave the brothers his Marine glare. Neither brother flinched, being used to it from their father. What did get Sam to react was the sight of Tony as they were moved from the elevator. Dean didn't seem to see him and Sam moved slightly between Dean and Tony.

"DiNozzo, take Dean to interrogation room one, Ziva, take Sam to three. McGee with me."

What happened next happened too fast for Sam to stop it. Tony grabbed Dean's arm while Dean was looking at Gibbs, and Dean reacted. He lost his handcuffs and swept Tony's feet out from under him in the same second. As Tony fell, Dean grabbed his gun and placed his foot on Tony's neck once he hit the ground. Dean pointed the gun at Tony's head. DiNozzo was on the ground before the other agents could react. Sam was shoved against the wall by an FBI agent and all guns were immediately trained on Dean. Dean looked ready to kill and once he recognized Tony, he became furious. He quickly removed the safety and pushed his foot down harder on Tony's neck.

"Put the gun down now! Put it down!" Every agent on the floor had their guns out and pointed at Dean. Dean barely heard their shouts. He was still tense and on edge from purgatory and was always ready to kill. He didn't care about the guns, all he cared about in that second was making Tony pay for being a jackass and leaving him all those years ago.

"Dean! Dean, stop! Put the gun down." Sam's voice rang through and Dean quickly looked around. He saw Sam pinned to the wall and quickly put his hands up. Gibbs was on him immediately, shoving him to the ground and re-handcuffing him.

"I wouldn't touch my agents again if I were you."

Dean rolled his eyes and glared at Tony who McGee was helping to his feet. "Well, I'd tell your Special Agent Anthony Dennis DiNozzo that if he touches me again, I won't hesitate to shoot him." Dean's voice was filled with pure hatred and Tony's eyes widened at his full name. He couldn't have his stupid little brothers breaking his cover. Sam sighed, this whole situation had just gotten 1,000 times worse.

Gibbs practically growled as he dragged Dean to one of the interrogation rooms and McGee took Sam along with some FBI agents to the other interrogation room. Ziva and Tony headed back to their desks.

"I've never seen you taken down quite that quickly, must be a new record for you." Ziva smirked while she made sure Tony was okay. Tony had hit his head and his throat looked like it could be bruising. He took a seat at his desk.

"…Lucky shot." Was his half-hearted reply. He was definitely not in the mood.


The brothers were forced into their interrogation rooms and chained to the table after being checked over for anything that can be used to pick the locks. FBI agents stayed stationed in each room while Gibbs and McGee headed back to the bullpen.

"You alright, DiNozzo?" Tony nodded to Gibbs question, he could easily take the slight bruising. Gibbs nodded.

"…Doesn't it seem strange that they seemed to know Tony's full name? It seems that they know a little about us, boss."

"Or at least about DiNozzo." Gibbs' eyes searched Tony for anything. "Anything you're not telling us, Tony?"

"No, boss." Just then the elevator opened and agents came out with boxes of information on the Winchesters followed by Fornell.

"Here's everything we got on the Winchesters, Gibbs." The boxes were set in the middle of the bullpen. There were quite a few. "We had an agent chasing them for awhile, he became paranoid that everything involved them. Some of that may not be relevant in the end."

"Do those boxes hold the answer to how they faked their deaths, again?" Gibbs sounded irritated, and he was after watching Dean Winchester take down his own senior field agent.

"The death report is in one of these boxes. We're at just as much a loss as you all."

"Ziva, McGee, sort through this. Get Abby to help you. DiNozzo, find that death report and find out what happened." Gibbs headed away from the bullpen.

"Boss!" Gibbs turned around to look at Tony. "Let me talk to one of them. They know more about me than they should…Let me figure out why." Gibbs paused before nodding, knowing DiNozzo was keeping something, but decided to keep him close in case it was something important.

"Ziva, get on that death report." Gibbs and DiNozzo headed to interrogation.


To say Abby was excited about the Winchesters being alive was an understatement. She was ecstatic. "Abbs, it's not exciting, they're death had been a good thing."

"Maybe, but now I can see what they know on the paranormal! Religious symbols were always everywhere when they were involved, they believed everything! It's said they probably believed they were fighting monsters."

"Exactly, probably. These two are just crazy. They were seen as devil worshippers. They believe in the impossible, Abbs. It's not real. They don't really fight monsters. Instead, they kill people. Completely innocent people."

"Don't try and rain on my parade, McGee."


Gibbs and DiNozzo went into Sam's interrogation room first. He had always been seen as the innocent one until recent years. They believed they might be able to get more off him than Dean.

"Sam Winchester." Gibbs and Tony entered the room and sat across from a bored and tense Sam. He did not look happy to see Tony.

"Agents. Here to let me go?"

"And why would we do that? You and your brother went on a killing spree last year, and that wasn't the first time you two killed. You two will be lucky not to get the death penalty. I'm just curious as to why you would come out of hiding to get caught desecrating a grave. Seems like a mistake to me."

"Look, we didn't do anything to that grave. We were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. We don't hurt people."

Tony watched as his little brother lied with ease. He knew they didn't hurt people, but that evidence from last year was stacked against them.

"Those people you killed last year say otherwise."

"I have nothing more to say on the matter. Can I get something to drink? Coffee? It's been a long morning."

"Sure, Gibbs'll get that for you." Tony glanced at Gibbs, who had shot him a questioning look before standing up and walking out of the room.

"Lui ti odia." Tony was surprised by Sam speaking Italian.*

"Beh, ciao anche a te. Voi due non dovevi venire a corrente continua."

"E non si deve avere ci ha lasciato alle spalle."

Tony sighed in irritation, not able to get into this at this time. "Basta non rovinare la vita per me." He stood up just when Gibbs walked in with coffee for himself and Sam. He handed it to Sam as Tony walked out of the room. Gibbs followed.

"Get anything interesting DiNozzo?"

"No, boss." Gibbs slapped him on the back of the head.

"Never say I'll get someone coffee again."

"Yes, boss." Tony was definitely acting strange. Gibbs could tell.

And here are the translations. Beware, I got them from google translate, so if you know Italian, feel free to message me the correct translations! Thanks!

S: He hates you.

T: Well hello to you too. You two should not have come to D.C.

S: And you shouldn't have left us behind

T: Just don't ruin this life for me.