I was being shown around the prison, "I didn't even know they were going to higher another nurse, I have only been begging them to for god knows how long" I just smiled at her.

I was not really thrilled about this, but I understood Dean's loyalty probably the only reason I agreed to this. "You know the government takes them years to get their heads out of their asses."

The nurse chuckled at me, "you will fit in here just fine."

I nodded politely, and followed her making a mental note to small detail, she showed me around introducing me to the guards that were on duty.

I overheard some of the guards talking about the few deaths that had happened over the last few months. I decided to see what the nurse knew or had any idea of what was going on. "So what are they talking about people dying?"

The nurse turned and looked at me skeptical, "Well a few inmates dies, a week or two ago unfortunately there was a malfunction with the gate door and it …. Well cut off his head. They fixed the door and with inmates well they are an inmate, which is normal."

I felt there was something she was not telling me but decided against arguing with her, time was precious because I knew right at this moment Dean and Sam where getting caught for a robbery and were going to be sent here.

(Police station)

Dean was alone in the interrogation room, waiting for a police officer to charge him with the crime. When a black gentleman walked, "Dean Winchester, I am so excited to finally meet you face to face, I have been hunting you for a long time you know."

"I would like a cup of coffee and sandwich I am starving" Dean replied.

"You must think you are funny," he sneered at Dean.

"Well I do think I am freaking adorable" Dean smirked.

"I can't wait to fry you, for all those horrible crimes I will make sure you and your brother get capital punishment" he spoke.

Dean started to panic a little but keeping his cool to the police officer.

"Do you know who I am?" he asked with a smirk.

"A doughnut enthusiast? I personally prefer pie" Dean replied with his devilish smile.

"This is not a game, your brother is going down because of you, and I hope you are proud of yourself" he said coyly and then walked out of the room.

Dean sat there dumbfounded, the officer may not know what they do for a living but he had gotten one thing right, that Dean was responsible for Sam's current fate. If he would have never dragged his brother along, his brother would be in school getting ready to become some fancy lawyer.

(Few days later)

I knew the boys were going to be coming to the nurse's office on either real wounds or fake ones; all I had to do was wait for them to show up. Sure enough I heard the police officer bringing two men into separate holding cells. I walked over to them, "Do they need immediate attention?" I asked.

"They just decided to prove how tough they were by getting into a fight" he looked over at me, "Just leave them over night." The officer then left the area I waited till I heard the lock of the door.

I turned to Dean and Sam, "So what did you guys come up with yet?"

"Well so far we came up with Mark Moody, but we salted and burned the mattress with his blood on it, but nothing the murders continue on tiny" Sam stated.

"Good thing I have my own sources ever thought it was not a prisoner?" I smiled at them, as I unlocked the holding cells. "Once upon a time there was a naughty nurse named Ratched" Dean smiled at me, "no her actual name is Nurse Glockner. All work and no play makes Glockner a dull girl, she decided to take her aggression out here in this infirmary killing inmates. Who was later killed during the Riot, I also talked to that lovely attorney of yours. She is a cutie for a lesbian"

Dean looked over at Sam who looked back at Dean, "so what did you do?" Dean asked me suspiciously.

"I sweetened her up and got the information on who would know where she is buried, our lovely came through and I know where. Now so here is the thing tomorrow morning Deacon will come to oversee me giving you guys a look over, we are going to make it appear as if you guys took me hostage and knocked Dean out it will be great," I said with a bounce in my step. "So now back in your cages you naughty boys or I will have to frisk you in not a nice way" I shooed them back in the cells and locked it.

I left for the night and went back to the motel and went over the roads to the grave yard from the jail, making sure everything would goes well and fast for they won't have a lot of time once the guards get alerted of their escape.

As I laid my head to rest on the bed I could feel a presence in the room I jolted up with the same motion had the gun in hand and pointed it at whoever was in the room. As my vision came too I realized who it was, "Dad?" I hesitated as I lowered my gun.

"Yes honey its daddy dearest how are you? I miss our adventures together, I miss you at home, come home Bell" he asked me, he seemed worn out.

"I can't" I hesitated, "you know that, I am sorry"

His face expression changed to something fierce, "I don't like repeating myself Bell and I will not ask you again" he demanded.

I grumbled and stood up, "look I will come home when I find and save my brother, then I will come home and we can do all the wonderful father daughter nonsense like always" I turned and looked him directly in the eyes. "Till then, get out of my way!"

My father was not happy as he stood up, "fine you want to be a disobedient wretch then be so, but if you ask for my help for you will get no answer!" he shouted and with that he was gone.

I took a deep sigh and looked at the time; there was no reason to even bother sleeping, in a few hours I had to be at the prison.

I laid back down and stared at the ceiling, I was not even looking for my brother, this had nothing to do with him. What was I doing? I was wasting my time and energy that was for sure. I could just leave them in prison they will still be able to escape. No I couldn't have that on my conscious, it would make me no better than my father.

I showed up to work like it was any other day, I went into numb mode, everything passed by and I didn't even pay attention too. Even when it came to the escape and burning the nurse's body, I don't remember much of it was all a big blur.

The next thing I could vividly remember is us being in the impala, "what century is this" I groaned my head felt like I just had a week worth of a hangover crammed into my head.

Dean looked back into the rearview mirror at me; I could feel his concern just shooting through me, "Well it's been about a week since we escaped prison."

"It's been that long" I then turned to look out the window, "Where are we going today?"

"Just heading to Illinois, caught wind of something up our ally" Sam could feel the tension and tried to shift the atmosphere.

"We need to go find my brother" I muttered before I drifted back to what seemed like a forced dream.