Papers Flying

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"Alright, so what do we got?" Barry asked as he entered the Cortex of S.T.A.R. Labs.

Cisco looked up from his computer. "Well, we know who the new victim is." He tapped the screen a few times until a picture of a woman was up on one of the big screens. "Meet Lisa Blundi. 26. Blonde. Has no relation with any of the other victims. Because that would just be too easy."

Caitlin, who was sitting at the main computer, sighed and started typing before an alert appeared on the screen.

"Hey, check this out." She said.

The boys came to the computer and saw two faces on the screen.

"Facial recognition picked up these two downtown. Sam and Dean Winchester. They're supposed to be dead." Dr. Snow announced.

"I know them. They were at the crime scene this morning, but they were FBI agents." Barry informed as he studied the men in front of him.

"Says here that they're fugitives." Caitlin said as she read further.

"What'd they do?" Cisco asked, reaching for some Twizzlers on the table.

"What didn't they do, more like. Breaking and entering, murder, assault, disturbance, and the list goes on."

"Damn." Cisco said.

"Do you think that they could've done this?" Barry asked.

"I don't know. A tracked their car and it seems they've only been in town for a day." Caitlin said.

"And the killings started a week ago." Barry sighed, stepping to the front of the room. "So basically, we're back to square one."

"Well, maybe the Winchesters know something." Cisco suggested.

"Perhaps The Flash should pay them a visit?" Caitlin inquired.

Before they knew it, Barry sped off, only leaving papers flying and an empty mannequin.

>>>>>

Sam was sitting at a small table when a red blur whooshed in the hotel room, making the hours of research he's dug up go everywhere.

"What the hell?!" Sam yelled, instinctively reaching for his gun.

He pointed it at the now visible person, The Flash.

"Put the gun down, and we can do this the easy way." Flash warned in a distorted voice.

Dean, who was sleeping, was startled awake and grabbed his weapon, following as Sam did.

"Woah, awesome." Dean was kinda starstruck as he realized who he was pointing his gun at.

"Dean!" Sam hissed.

"Wha- dude it's The Flash!"

"What do you want?" Sam asked in a demanding tone.

"I want to know what serial killers are doing in Central City." Flash stated.

Sam rolled his eyes, not liking being called a serial killer. "Well, we're not them, so,"

"Yeah right." Flash said.

The next thing the boys knew, they were in their own box-like room. It had blue padding on the wall and a glass door in the front. Their cells were side-by-side in front of a room that consisted of four people. The Flash, Detective Joe West, and two nerdy-looking people in the back. A guy and a girl.

"So, Sam and Dean Winchester." The Detective said harshly.

Sam sighed. "Listen, if you think we're the ones doing the killing around here, you're wrong. We're only here to stop 'em."

"Oh, we know you're not killing them. We just need to know who is." The Detective said.

"Well, sorry. I got kicked out of the Serial Killer Facebook group because I'm not a serial killer!" Dean spat.

"That's exactly what a serial killer would say." Nerdy guy in the back said while munching on a Twizzler.

Dean gave him a death glare.

"Listen, you can keep us locked in here for the rest of our lives, but that won't stop the killings. If you let us out, we can help." Sam reasoned.

"So, you know who the killer is?" Asked the Detective.

"Well, no. But we were getting close before speedo over here swooped us up." Said Dean.

The Detective scoffed before walking over to a computer and hitting it, causing the door to shut.

"Son of a bitch!" Dean yelled after a few seconds of silence.

Sam was feeling all around his small cell. He found a button that released the toilet. He eyes the camera in the top corner and sighed. He pushed the toilet back in before exploring the rest of the walls.

He thought back to all the ways he and Dean escaped all the different jail and holding cells before.

At some point, they're going to have to feed them, and there isn't a hole or something in the door for them to slide it through. He came up with a plan that at meal time, he'll try and make a run for it when they open the doors. They'd obviously have a weapon of some sort, so Sam would have to disarm whoever's there.

Deep down, he did feel bad. I mean, they are the good guys. The Flash has saved so many people. Sam would hate to have him as his enemy. Maybe there was a way to explain monsters and demons and hell to them.

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