AN: This is the first time I have ever shared a crossover, and the first time I have ever written Criminal Minds. I also tend not to write things that require multiple chapters, but when the plot bunnies come...its hard to resist!

Please note that I am marathoning Criminal Minds and have only watched to about half way through season 7, so I apologize if anyone is a little OOC. I used characters I like and am familiar with, but it probably doesn't actually fit anywhere chronologically.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the wonderful characters from Supernatural or Criminal Minds! I do however own the O.C.s.

"There is not a righteous man on earth who does what is right and never sins."-Ecclesiastes 7:20

Chapter 1

Garcia stares at the screen. 'This can't be possible.' The only thought that manages to come to her next is 'But he's dead. They're both dead; twice over even.'

"Garcia?"

The voice cuts through the terror that has gripped her.

"Yeah?...Yeah, yes." She stutters, trying to recover from the shock of the revelation that just flashed across her screen.

"Garcia. The finger prints? You said that they just sent you the results?" Morgan prompts her over the phone.

"Yeah, I did. It's…it's just that… It's Dean Winchester." She finally manages to spit out.

"Dean Winchester?" Derek is more than a little surprised by the result and all movement around him stops abruptly at the name. "Are you sure? I thought he was dead? They even had bodies for both him and his brother. That can't possibly be right."

Murmurs spread through the police station around him.

"They ran them through multiple times before sending us the information. It's him. I don't know how, but it's him." Garcia says over the phone.

Morgan takes a deep, steadying breath. "Okay. Garcia, send us everything on file on Dean and then try and see if you can track him down. This guy's really good at hiding his tracks when he needs to, but he tends to slip up a little when everyone thinks he's dead. And look for his brother, Sam, too. More often than not they're together. We've never really been able to profile their relationship first-hand, but we think Dean may have convinced his brother to kill for him, or at least believe the same delusion he does."

"This is so majorly messed up."

"I know baby girl, but we've gotta focus. We can't let him get away this time."

Sam nervously looks at his brother sitting in the passenger seat. Dean hasn't moved since Sam managed to get him out of that house. A blanket sits haphazardly around his shoulders as he stares at nothing. Sam glances in the rear-view mirror to check on Cas and Claire. Claire is clinging to Cas's trench coat like a life line; and much like Dean in the front seat, she is staring into space as if all the answers are right there, and if she stares long enough everything will go back to normal. Cas is holding her tight and rubbing soft circles on her back, a look of deep concern and worry on his face. Sam knows exactly how he feels. Dean just killed five people. Mark or not, the terrifying fact that Dean did it hung in the air and threatened to choke him.

Sam takes a deep breath and brings his attention back to the road in front of him. He isn't quite sure where he is, but he knows he's crossed the state line into Iowa. The adrenalin that has been coursing through his veins for the last couple of hours trying to get out of state, is wearing off fast and Sam can feel the adrenalin crash coming. He checks on his brother again. Dean's quiet, and that is probable the scariest part of this whole situation. Dean is never this quiet, not even when he's trying to hide the fact he's in pain, either physically or emotionally, until he can deal with it by himself. This is different.

Sam is roused from his thoughts when the gas light comes on. Seems even the Impala is running out of energy to keep moving. He stops at the next gas station, which turns out to be a mistake; because it just so happens to be the same gas station that an overzealous police officer and his young partner have also stopped at. It would only occur to Sam later that if he had noticed the cops before stopping, or if it had actually registered that he was covered in blood from helping his brother into the car, he could have easily avoided what came next.

Almost as soon as Sam steps out of the car the older officer has his gun trained at Sam defensively and is yelling at him to get on the ground. In an almost numb haze Sam does as he is told, allowing the man to cuff his hands behind his back. It isn't until the officer's partner goes around to the passenger side and opens the door to try and get his brother out that Sam is able to think clearly.

"No! Don't touch him!" he yells at the officer.

He doesn't listen, and is about to grab Dean when Castiel steps out of the back of the car and grabs the officer's arm.

"That's not a good idea." Cas says stoically.

The officer that cuffed Sam goes for his gun again, but the angel releases the young officer when the man nods his understanding. The older officer narrows his eyes suspiciously at Castiel.

"Claire, do as the officers say." Cas commands the frightened teen in the back seat.

Castiel steps around the door so he is standing next to Dean.

"Dean." He says, trying to get the man's attention.

Dean doesn't move.

"Dean, get out of the car." Cas tries in a more commanding voice.

Dean still doesn't react.

"Dean!" Sam barks out from where he is cuffed on the ground.

Dean tilts his head ever so slightly in the direction of his brother's voice, as if listening.

"Dean, you need to get out of the car now." Sam says gently.

The officers stare in wonder as Dean slowly turns in the seat and stands up out of the car, his blanket barley hanging off his right shoulder.

"What's wrong with him?" the older officer asks Sam gruffly.

Sam just shakes his head, dismissing the question.

"It doesn't matter. Just don't touch him or make any sudden moves. He will get violent if he feels threatened."

The young officer swallows wearily and takes a step away from Dean.

The older officer, knowing from the expression on Sam's face that he's not going to try to run without Dean, approaches the back seat.

"Miss., if you could step out of the car please."

Claire steps out of the car, arms wrapped tightly around her middle, tear streaked face homing in on Castiel as if he has all the answers, and she positions herself next to him.

"I know that it is your duty to keep people safe and must arrest these men, but I request that you let Claire go. She has done nothing wrong."

Claire shifts closer to Castiel.

"That may be true sir, but I need to bring you both in for questioning." The older officer explains.

Cas frowns slightly, but nods in understanding.

"Then Claire and I will follow you to the station in the Impala."

The older officer is about to protest, but stops when he sees the worried look Cas is sending in Dean's direction. He can tell that this man won't abandon Dean either, so he agrees and they all drive to the police station, Sam having managed to gently coax Dean into the back of the police car.

AN: I have no idea how often I will post chapters, but I already have over 10,500 words in Word... I will also continue to post regardless of the number of reviews/favorites/follows.