Disclaimer: We ain't rich! We only own, Dylan, Chris and those random people.

Chris sat in the hard, plastic hospital chair. But she really didn't care that much, all she was thinking about was Dylan hoping that she was ok. Chris knew that if anything happened to Dylan that she would never be able to move on. Dylan was her older sister, her twin sister; she was always there for her. Even when Dylan was beaten to shit and could hardly move she still made sure Chris was ok. Tears started to fill her eyes. And worst of all she would never be able to live with her self knowing that it was her fault. How could she be so stupid? How could she forget to bring Dylan's pills.

She kept replaying what happened over and over in her mind.

(AN: the stuff in italics is her memories.)

"Dylan slow down!" She said running after her sister. "Damn it Dylan! Do you want to die?" She all but yelled.

Dylan turned around and faced her. "Of course I don't Chris but I'm not some weak little girl that you seem to think I am whenever we talk about my epilepsy!" Dylan yelled.

"Oh if that isn't the most hypocritical thing I've ever heard! You're always treating me like I'm five! And in case you hadn't noticed I'm not the one who could have a seizure at any given time!" Chris shouted back.

"No! But you are my younger sister it's my job to protect you!" Dylan hissed.

"News flash Dylan your ten minutes older! Not ten years! I don't always need you to protect me!" Chris shouted back.

"Ten minutes, ten years doesn't matter Chris your still younger and I'm still older!"

"Fuck that! Will you just let that Damn wall down for once! Come on Dyl! Were twins we can tell each other anything! And damn it if I have to force those Damn pills down your throat I will!" Chris said no longer yelling but she was still fuming.

Dylan stood there for a moment, thinking. She smiled. "I would like to see you try."

Chris smiled back. "I could."

Dylan held her arms open and they hugged. Neither able to stay mad at the other for very long.

"Come on Sis, lets go get something to eat I'm starving." Dylan said.

Chris nodded.

They started walking but all the sudden Dylan stopped and grabbed Chris's arm.

"Dylan? What's wrong?" Chris said worry laced through her voice.

Dylan started convulsing and dropped to the ground.

"DYLAN!"

Her thoughts were interrupted by someone shaking her and say her name.

"Chris, CHRIS!"

She turned to see Sam worried face staring at her and Dean behind him also looking at her worriedly.
"What happened are you ok." Sam asked. Tears that she had been holding back started to pour down her face and Sam pulled her close to him.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault" She kept say over and over again in to his shirt.

"Chris, it's not your fault." Sam said to her making small circles on her back.

A doctor came thought the doors and looked at them. "Are you Miss Denvers family?" he asked. They nodded.

The doctor sighed and moved closer to them.

"I'm sorry we did the best we could but……."