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!)

A/N: Sorry for the late-ish update... Finals were last week, got my new schedule, saw HP:7 P-1 and went to District Drama all in the same week. I have been swamped, to the highest degree. This chapter doesn't have much, but is going to lead into my AU of the Pilot, so... Sorry if they are OOC, but it's the best I could do on short notice. I swear the next one will be better! Thanks to my amazing Beta, Demonic Hope! Anyway, enjoy!

Family quarrels are bitter things. They don't go by any rules. They're not like aches or wounds; they're more like splits in the skin that won't heal because there's not enough material. -F. Scott Fitzgerald

A Few Days Later: Stanford, Palo Alto, California

He dreamed of fire. Fire, pain, and a man with Yellow eyes, that burned through him like poison. He dreamed of Jessica, his mother, and fire. He also dreamed of sounds... A crash. What the?

Sam Winchester woke with a start, sitting straight up in his bed, breathing hard and at the same time wondering what it was that had woken him. Next to him, Jessica turned over and mumbled incoherently, still half asleep.

He strained his ears, listening, his dulled Hunter's Sense still sharp enough to pick up even the quietest sound. For a moment, he heard nothing and was about to lay back to down, when he heard the sound of boots scuffing across the floor. In an instant, he was up and reaching for the Louisville Slugger under his side of the bed. Quieter than what his statue and strength should have allowed, Sam sneaked through the small apartment, his intent etched into his features loud and clear.

He stopped in the hallway and strained his ears and eyes, waiting for the intruder(s) to make a slip. Within seconds, he (she? It?) did. Sam watched with growing curiosity as the person walked by the doorway the led into they kitchen, silhouetted by the street-lights shining dimly through the window behind him.

Silently, Sam crept forward until he caught sight of whoever it was in his house and they were... digging through his fridge?

Sam shook his head, disregarding the detail and leaped forward, intent on grabbing the person and calling the cops.

The tall Winchester tightened his grip on the bat and swung it, but the intruder was already turning around to block it. The man grabbed it with his other hand and yanked it from Sam's grasp and threw it to the ground.

Sam expected such a move, and brought his fist around to nail the man in the face, but ended up being brought down by his own move. The man blocked Sam's fist and brought his leg up, pushing the back of Sam's knee with his foot and twisting his wrist, pinning it against his back. This all happened in about one second or less.

"Easy tiger!"

Sam's eyes widened and he turned his head as far as possible with the man's arm around his neck, "Dean? What the hell?"

Dean laughed, "You finally recognize me!" He glances down at their current position and smirked, "Looks like you've lost your touch, Sammy-Boy!"

Sam chuckled before reaching up with the hand that wasn't pinned to grab the collar of Dean's shirt and he yanked. Hard.

Dean fell head-over-heels over Sam who untwisted his arm from Dean's grasp and came to sit on his brother's chest, a knee on either side of him, "Or not..." he said, glaring down.

Dean groaned, "Get off me!"

In one smooth motion, Sam rolled to his feet, dragging his crazy brother up with him, "What are you doing here Dean?"

"Well, I was looking for a beer..."

"Dean. What. The Hell. Are you doing here?"

Dean sighed and looked to the side, "Look, somethings happened-"

He cut off as another voice said, "Something involving Dad."

Sam recognized the voice but couldn't fathom it being who he thought it was. Turning, he reached over and switched on the light, then looked towards the voice. Indeed, Adam was there, sitting on the counter, smiling slightly, "Hey Sammy."

Sam's jaw fell open as he took in his younger brother, who had aged four years since he had last seen the kid, and said, "AJ? What the Hell are you guys doing here? In my apartment?"

Adam's laughed ruefully, "Well, good to see you too, Sasquatch! I see college is going well, hope you've been doing well too, since I haven't talked to you in three-and-a-half years!"

Sam glared but quickly schooled his features, "Look, not that I'm not happy to see you guys- because, really, I have missed you a lot- but, seriously, what are you doing here?"

Adam hoped off the counter, "Well, like I said, somethings up and now Dad's disappeared."

Sam's gaze flashed to Dean, "What? Why didn't you call?"

"If I'd have called, would you have picked up?"

Sam looked down, shamed, but made no comment.

Adam shook his head, "Look-"

He cut off as he heard someone walking into the room,

"Sam? Was'goin'on?"

The three Winchesters turned to look at the blond female that stumbled into the kitchen, blue eyes bleary and hair flying in every direction, "'s e'ery thing, uh, okay?"

"Uh," Sam stumbled, looking for words to explain his family's mysterious arrival. "Uh, these are my brothers... You know, the, um, the professional hunters?"

Jess smiled sleepily, her eyes drifting shut for a moment, "Ah, yeah... Those brothers... Right. Uh, wasn't there... Didn't you have a sister, or something too? A... dancer, or um, you know?"

Sam smiled, looking entirely normal, except to Dean and Adam,who knew him to well. "Yeah, she is..."

"Waiting in the car," Adam broke in, saving Sam from having to answer. He approached the blond who was swaying on her feet, "Hi! I'm Adam, Sam's youngest brother, and the smartest one. What's your name?"

She smiled groggily at Adam reaching out to give him a hug, "I'm Jess. Sam's girlfriend!" Apparently, Jess was to tired to realize that if she used her arm to pull Adam's head down towards her, his head would go in right in her breasts, which, in Adam's humble opinion, were quite large.

The teenager smiled and laughed, attempting to pull away, but Jess sighed and hugged him tighter before letting go, saying, "You smell just like Sam, but more salty..."

Adam laughed and pulled away, leading Jess towards Sam, "Go ahead and take her to bed, tell her you'll be back in a couple days, and that you'll call her. You're going to spend the weekend with us, 'kay?"

Sam looked incredulously at his little brother and then at Dean, "Is he always been that bossy?"

Dean shrugged, "Only in the last two years or so. I usually just go with it."

Sam looked down at the girl who had fallen asleep against his arm, "Guys, I can't..."

Adam shook his head, "Sam, please."

"It'll be for this weekend only, then you can come back and forget all about us if you want. I, we, really don't want to take you away from this Sammy... But we do need your help," Dean said, scrubbing a calloused hand over his face.

Sam swallowed, looking down at his sleeping angel, "I... Let me put Jess back in bed and we'll talk, okay?"

Not waiting from an answer, he picked his girlfriend up and carried her out of the room, not knowing why, but having a bad feeling about what he was about to agree to.

A half-an-hour later, the four Winchester children were once again on the road together, as a family.

I know, it wasn't great, but that my fault. The next chapter will be better, I swear! Thanks for reading! Review, please! It will make this author very happy, even if the good ones are lies!*(P_BK)*