Solivagant

Chapter Twenty Nine

"You're psychotic. Actually psychotic."

Leaning against a sidewall of the Mess I let my gaze run inconspicuously over the inmates. In my pocket, I can feel the salt I've stolen from the kitchen and the lighter I stole from a guard who goes through a pack a day. Have I seen it? No. But he walks right past me and I have to cease all intake of air into my body. For that fact, I like to think I inadvertently intervened in his nasty habit so don't feel too bad for stealing his cheap Bic lighter.

Glimpsing across to the room at the cafeteria line I watch the two Winchester's step away, trays of food in hand. Subtly I catch Dean spot the large inmate Tiny. The brothers utter a few words before Dean is wandering over to him with an arrogant smirk to his expression. When Sam makes his move in my direction I know the plans in motion. Hair flouncing over his face I know he's trying to be subtle about the direction he's walking. Pushing myself off the wall, I make sure I'm walking towards Sam as if I'm merely moving posts. Closing in I barely catch Sam's eye for a moment before he shoves his shoulder into mine, his tray banging loudly when it slams onto the floor. Yanking out the baton I slam it against his back and shove Sam into the wall. Sam's arm already raising behind his back before my grip even pushes it there "Watch where you're walking inmate."

I've got barely any pressure on Sam. Knowing this it takes every muscle in my face to keep the smirk away when Sam's expression scrunches painfully. Squirming under my non-existent hold Sam mutters "Sorry ma'am. Really." Taking the items I have in my grasp with the hand restrained behind his back, Sam shoves against me softly a second time "I wasn't looking."

Pulling him off the pillar I spin Sam so he can inadvertently stuff the salt and lighter away before the rest of the onlookers see. Catching Sam's eye I snap bluntly "Next time... look." Nodding Sam ducks his gaze and steps away towards the kitchen as planned. That's where we strategised for Sam to sneak out to the old cell block.

Before anyone can ask me any questions- particularly Trevor's curious eye which is glued to Sam and me- something crashes across the cafeteria. Stepping further from the wall I see Dean backing up a smidge from Tiny who's ironically looming over him, two food trays scattered on the floor. Dean lands two ferocious punches across Tiny's head yet they barely leave any effect which admittedly leaves me somewhat surprised. "Twenty says Tiny knocks him on his ass", Trevor appears by my side, an excited smirk on his lips watching over the fight.