Author: Padawan_BubbyKenobi

Title: Unbreakable Bond

Summary: What if Adam was raised with Dean and Sam? What if he had a twin sister? What if their destiny was just as great as their brothers'?

Disclaimer: Dang you Kripke! I have asked for Sam, Dean, John, Cas and/or Adam since 2005! I wished that I owned them but I don't. If I did, none of them would wear shirts, Sam would do my homework, Dean would fix my cars, John would entertain my little sister, Cas would clean my house and Adam would be my cuddle buddy! (I would share with you, of course, Demonic Hope!)

September 3, 2005

"Dean? I thinks somethings wrong..."

Dean tensed and looked back at his 15 year-old sister, "What do you mean?"

Diana shook her head and looked out the window of her brother's beloved car, the Impala, "I don't know.. I think it has something to do with Dad. Something just feels off whenever I think about him."

Dean shrugged lightly, but he was still anxious; whenever the twins felt something, it was usually correct. He shook his head though and looked at his youngest brother, Adam, "What do you think?"

Adam's blue eyes shown brightly, but his face was as blank with thought, "I think Diana may be right. We haven't heard from Dad for a few weeks and you know how protective he is. He should have called by now, but-"

He cut off and Diana started where he stopped, "He hasn't. Not even a text, or a message or anything. Somethings definitely up, I'm just not sure what..."

Dean scowled and glared at Adam, "Yeah, thanks for the help..."

Adam shrugged, "She knows when I'm lying. I couldn't say I didn't feel the same way unless I wanted her chewing my ass for here to Mexico." He let a small smile slip past his stoic features before turning to look out the window again.

Sighing, Dean turned the radio up, drowning in the sound of one of Adam's favorite songs: Free Fallin'by Tom Petty, just to get his sister's words out of his head. Adam could listen to anything and be happy, but Diana loved the new Emo/Love/Hate crap and almost always refused to listen to 80's rock... Just like Sam...

Dean tried to hide his misgivings and thoughts concerning their father, since he knew that the ex-Marine was probably long-gone, half-way across the country, hunting something unmentionable. It was the fact that the man had not even called that caused Dean worry. His father had always been careful to keep in touch with his kids and a week ago he had just disappeared off the planet. Although he feared the worst, he would never make assumptions in front of the twins. Not that they couldn't take the news professionally, but because of the after effect; Adam's gaze growing blank and talking less and less until he never said anything at all, and Diana's regret and guilt filled eyes that her last conversation with her father had been a fight about her wanting to go to college and be just like Sam.

An hour later, Dean's mind numb with the ever present lines flying underneath the car and the black road. Next to him, Adam was spread out across most of the seat, one foot on the floor by the pedals, the other brushing Dean's leg, his high-tops loosened and arms folded across his slim chest. Diana stretched across the back seat face in the crook of her arm and her legs sprawled out on the seat.

Yawning, the oldest Winchester child figured that it was time to find a motel before he followed his siblings into sleep.

After driving for half-an-hour, the sleek classic car finally pulled into the parking lot of yet another sleazy motel in another sleazy town. Shutting off the car, Dean knocked Adam's foot off the seat, making the teen wake up before it hit the floor. He sucked in a breath and sat up straight, looking at Dean, irritated.

Before the kid could say anything, Dean said in a tired voice, "Get our bags from the trunk and I'll get a room."

Adam grumbled incoherently but opened his door and practically fell out of the Impala. When he stood up, he could barely register anything before the Chevy's keys were flying towards his head. They hit him square on the forehead and fell to the ground with a jingles clang, "What the Hell, Dean..." he groaned, scooping down to pick them up.

Dean just smirked and headed towards the dimly lit lobby, "Just get the bags, Slave," he laughed, "and don't forget the salt!"

"'Don't forget to salt,'" Adam mocked but slid towards the back of the car and opened the trunk. Without a light he maneuverer the trunk professionally, grabbing his and Dean's duffel bags and Diana's red messenger bag. Swinging the bags over his shoulder, he reached in again and grabbed the canister of salt.

He slammed the trunk closed and retracted the keys, hooking them with a finger from the hand that held the salt. Through the rear-view window, he noticed his sister starting to stir so he banged his occupied fist against the window.

He laughed loudly we she jumped and looked around. Upon seeing him, she flipped him off and got out of the car as gracefully as a person who had just woken up could. She looked around and saw Dean coming out of the lobby and motioned them to follow him as he started around the side of the building, "Come on, Dumb Ass," she said, pushing away from the car, "Dean's got the room."

Adam kept snickering, even as they walked into the smelly room.

Like every other room they had ever been in, this one looked like the 70's had gotten sick and thrown up all over the walls; beaded doorways, bright, obnoxious colors, and mysterious discolored stained on the hot pink shag carpet.

Dean was laying on the bed closest to the door, and the TV was on; some old re-run of Wheel of Fortune. Diana yanked her bag from Adam's grip and stalked into the pale green bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Adam laughed and dropped the duffels on Dean's bed before starting on the salt-lines. In the bathroom, the two males heard the water turn on, but ignored it.

After a few minutes of silence, Adam looked up from double-checking the salt lines and sat on his bed. The ugly red comforter felt like Astroturf under him but he ignored it, "Dean, where do you think Dad is?"

Dean was quiet, the only sounds coming from the TV and the bathroom. Finally he answered, "I have no idea AJ... I just don't know."

Adam's face scrunched up, "Where would he go? Why would he just up and leave like this? Even that time when Sam was almost killed by that kelpie, he didn't go after it until Bobby and Caleb showed up. It's not like him to fly into something blind like he did. I'm worried."

"I can't think of anything except he found a lead on the thing that killed our moms. That would be the only thing. What I don't get is why he left us behind. We're stronger when we work together, as a family; he knows that and yet he still went off by himself..." Dean turned his head and looked at his brother, " I knew the minute we woke up to him already gone that we were going to be on our own for a while... I didn't tell you or Diana but Dad left a message on my phone yesterday. He told me there was something dangerous going on. It had EVP on it saying 'I can never go home'."

Adam sighed, not even really caring that Dean had kept this from them, "Dean, we have to find him... Something big is going down and I have a feeling that Dad is at the center of it, like always. Maybe we should... Maybe we should talk to Sam. He might have heard from the man, or, you know, might have heard something through the grape vine..."

Dean shook his head, "Adam, you know as well as me that Sam's out of this life. He won't answer his phone, he refuses to talk to anyone even closely related to anything that involves hunters. I agree that Sammy could help us out here, but he won't."

"You don't know that Dean! Maybe when he hears Dad is missing he'll take a couple days off and help us look. I'm not saying we should drag him away and never let him leave again, but maybe he'll help for a few days."

Dean glared at the TV and mumbled, "I hate it when you're right... Fine, we'll go talk to Sam. We're only a few 100 miles out from him, so it shouldn't take that long... And if anything happens, yeah, it's your fault."

Adam laughed lightly and started, "You're the one who agreed to this-"

He was cut off by a scream from the bathroom and a second latter, Diana ran out with only a towel on, "There's a spider! Kill it! Dean! Kill it! It's huge!"

Adam and Dean looked at each other before cracking up, laughing while Diana continued to rant.