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Crystal Shay Winchester born to John & Mary Winchester on May 2, 1983. Born just after twin brother Samuel Winchester.

Dean's eyes widened in shock. Below the words was a picture of their mother holding two babies in her arms while John looked over proudly with a four-year-old Dean on his back.

"This is crazy. Sam, that can't be true." It was from a newspaper from before the internet took the place of sharing news. There was no way of contacting the newspaper to find out who took the picture. Sam groaned in frustration, unsure of what to believe. He and Dean had a sister? A twin to him? What ever happened to her? Why had he never heard about her? Dean ended up pushing Sam from the laptop and got onto it himself. He did some more digging of his own and could find no record of a Crystal Winchester being dead. That was a good thing. A call to Bobby might help.

"Boy! This had better be important!" Dean heard the voice of a gruffy man that had just been awoken. He didn't realize what time it was until he looked at the clock on the corner of the laptop. It read 3am.

"Hey Bobby. Sorry to wake you, didn't realize what time it was." Dean chuckled uneasily, unsure of whether he wanted the truth or not.

"Well you got me up now. What's going on?" Dean was now wondering if he should ask Bobby or not.

"Bobby… uh do you know if I… If Sam and I… uhh..." Bobby blew out a breath of impatience.

"Spit it out, boy!" He commanded. Dean ran his hand across his face.

"Do we have a sister?" Dean spit out, immediately wanting to grab the words that seemed to hang in the air. Bobby didn't answer for what seemed like an eternity.

"Bobby?"

"I'm here. Why do you ask, boy?" Dean's heart began to beat faster. It must be true. They might actually have a long lost sister! Sam watched his brother with wide eyes, unsure of how to take this situation. Sam's leg began to shake, something Dean realized long ago that meant he was growing impatient. That was something rare about Sam, he hardly ever grew impatient!

"We uh…" Sam yanked the phone from Dean's hand.

"Bobby, we found a picture of mom holding two babies while dad is holding Dean on his back. And yes, I am sure that it is them. What do you know?" There was some shuffling noise on the other side of the phone and Sam looked at Dean.

"Bobby? What is going on?" A sound was heard on the phone, as if it had been dropped. Nothing happened for a few seconds. When Sam looked at his phone, it was blinking telling him the call had ended. The boys each shared a startled look and both hurried to the Impala.

Mary Winchester loved her kids so much. She never wanted them to have the life she had. She never wanted them to become Hunters. Who would the boys be today if their mother never had died the night Sam turned six months old? Her death really got to John. It might not have been a perfect marriage, but then is there such a thing? John never realized what his obsession with finding the thing that killed the love of his life did to his sons. He knew Mary would have hated what they became, but it was a job that someone needed to do. Mary might hate to know that her sons became the very thing she wished they wouldn't, but she would hate it even more to know that it was the love of her life that made them that way. When John realized what was out there in the real world, he had to make sure they were careful. He always wanted his kids safe. Sam and Dean needed each other. Dean loved Sam more than anyone else would or ever could. John knew that as he watched his own son raise his other for him. John always what was best for the boys, but he couldn't live with the fact that someone else's family could be ripped apart like theirs had. John knew his sons needed him alive, but sometimes on hunts, he wished that the thing would kill him. He couldn't bare the fact that his one true love was gone forever. That she was somewhere he could be as well. When the day came that Dean needed John most, he didn't hesitate. He sold his soul because he knew that Sam needed Dean as much as Dean needed Sam. John taught them well. They were the best Hunters, John made sure of that. When John met Bobby, he made sure that his family would be in safe hands. He knew that his babies would be alright as long as Bobby singer was there. Sure, they were a dysfunctional family. They might even be psychotic. But they always have had one another's backs and that is all that mattered. John took his secret to Bobby and made him swear not to let the boys know. As much as Bobby wish John didn't go to him, he did. He told Bobby:

"Someday, my kids won't have me anymore. I know we butt heads all the time, but I need you. We need you." Bobby knew that this was a secret he had to keep. All these years later, he never expected it to come up. He thought he covered John's tracks. That there was no way any one would ever know. He never knew that one picture could let John's secret out into the open. And even if it did, Bobby never expected the picture had still existed. He thought for sure that it had been burnt along with the house. When Dean called that morning, Bobby had her out of his mind. But the reminder of the girl he raised for John burned in his memories. He thought losing his wife was hard, but losing her seemed much, much worse.