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Dean = 19

Sam and Jade = 15

Jade was having a hard time. Her dad was in a real sucky mood and was currently downing a bottle of god knows what. Dean had stormed out after he and Sam got in a fight about hunting and Sam was sitting across from her – giving her death glares.

Jade hated seeing her family like this, it killed her seeing it. Sam hated hunting – the whole family knew that – and when Sam had made a snarky comment about it Dean lost it and soon her dad had joined in. eventually after about ten minutes of constant shouting Dean walked out claiming he "needed a drink" – that was an hour ago.

Since then her dad gulped down any alcohol he could find in the cupboards and Sam was furious with her because she didn't defend him like she normally would. Jade was just fed up with the constant fighting and decided to stay out of it this time, which obviously proved to be a big mistake by the look on her brother's face. Eventually though she had had enough.

"Stop glaring at me Sam – it's not my fault you're in this situation" she spat out, anger evident in her voice.

"Then why didn't you stick up for me huh? You normally do or have you finally succumbed to their side" he ground out leaning forward in his chair, eyes on fire.

"No I haven't, I'm just fed up with the fighting and the shouting. Maybe you should just get over yourself already" she replied and as soon as the words left her mouth she regretted them. She didn't mean it, she supported Sam in everything he did and she knew he wanted nothing more than to leave hunting and live a normal life; sometimes she did too.

She watched as her brother stood up, looking more furious than ever.

"Glad to know how you finally feel" he shouted in her face, balling up his fists in anger. Jade had really had enough by this point, where did he get off bashing her? None of it was her fault. She had tried and tried to dig this family out of the gutter and this is the thanks she gets?

She stood up; she was only about the same height as Sam so they were eye level.

"You know that's not how I feel Sam, stop hating on me" she screamed back, tears building up in her eyes. She hated it, she hated fighting like this.

"You're my sister, I counted on you" he shouted back, his voice so loud her ears rung.

"Kids please…" her dad began to say, wobbling to his feet but anger had sparked up in Jade, she couldn't and wouldn't put up with this anymore.

"yeah, like I can count on you" she venomously spat out, her own hands curling up, god, she wanted nothing more than to knock some sense into Sam right now"

"What's that supposed to mean" he demanded, his cheeks flushed with rage.

She shook her head in defeat, arguing wouldn't solve anything – it would only make things worse.

"Never mind" she muttered quietly, facing the ground.

"No. you got something to say then say it" he raged, gripping her wrists in an iron like grip.

"Sam it doesn't matter okay…" she said almost pleadingly, her wrists feeling like they were on fire.

"I WANT TO KNOW" he screamed, angry tears spilling to his eyes. Poor Sammy, she thought, he really looked desperately: she guessed the hunt was really taking its toll on him.

"Sammy, you're hurting me" she said meekly, tears spilling down her cheeks. Never once had her family hurt her. Demons, yes. Ghosts, yes. Monsters, yes. Family, no.

Her wrists were screaming in protest. Sam was strong; his large hands were wrapped around her dainty wrists – squeezing them so hard they turned white.

It took a moment for Sam to register what she was saying, he looked down at his hands almost confusingly and his grip loosened slightly which gave Jade time to rip her hands from his grasp and stumble backwards – away from Sam.

"Jade I didn't mean…" Sam started to say, walking forwards, guilt replacing the anger in his eyes. But Jade had had enough of everything. She swung around and raced out the door, almost mowing down Dean who had opened the door before running into the night.

Sam was mad, he really was. He hated hunting and everything that came with it but he never meant to take it out on Jade. The anger just erupted inside him – and unfortunately Jade was the nearest target. He didn't even realise he was hurting her until she told him, tears running down her already red cheeks.

Guilt flared upon him. Jade was his twin sister for crying out loud, he would never hurt her, she meant too much to him – but evidence proved him otherwise.

He saw her fragile wrists caught up in his hands; he could feel under his fingertips her bones not liking the extra pressure and the whiteness of her skin. It would definitely leave a bruise.

He tried to make her understand, practically pleading with her but she raced out the motel door almost knocking over Dean who stumbled in.

Sam just stood there in shock. He knew he should go after her, apologise and make things right between them but he just… couldn't. He stared down at his hands, the hands that had hurt his sister. Normally he would kill whoever hurt his sister but… he did it. He had hurt his own sister.

"What the hell happened here?" Dean inquired, staring at the place Jade had just run off to.

Sam couldn't answer. He felt warm tears spill down his cheeks… what had he done?

"Boy, why the hell did you do that?" his dad snarled at him, eyes furious.

"Do what?" dean asked, slipping in to his over-protective-brother mode almost instantly.

"I didn't, I didn't mean to" he whispered, glancing over a Dean who came to stand on front of him, hands on his shoulders.

"Sam?" Dean demanded in that general like tone, worry glistening in his eyes.

"I promise Dean it was an accident…" he pleaded, which only made Dean worry more.

"Okay Sam I believe you but what was the accident?" he prodded but Sam stumbled away, heading to the front door.

"I gotta go find her" he mumbled, dazed. He needed to find his sister, explain things. He needed to know if she was okay.

But dean stopped him, grabbing his arm in a strong but gentle grip. Why couldn't I have done that? He thought…

"Sam, what the heck are you talking about" he demanded and Sam stared into his green eyes, knowing he couldn't lie to his brother and knowing he was about to be given hell.

"I…"

He he… CLIFFHANGER! Was it okay? I love reviews, they help me write! :)