Disclaimer: supernatural does not belong to me – it belongs to whoever made the best TV show ever. But Jade does belong to me, I made her up!

Dean = 18

Sam and Jade = 14

"So do we all know what we're doing?" John asked, staring at his kids that were sitting in the car, wrapped up in jackets, scarves and gloves to protect them from the blizzard that was blowing in.

The kids nodded grumpily, they didn't exactly want to hunt in this weather. It was cold, frosty and dangerous but they had to do as they were told.

They were hunting some monster in Iowa that they had been tracking down for weeks and they finally found their target; problem was the blizzard blew in making the hunt far more dangerous than it should be.

John exited the car hastily, pulling the jacket more firmly around him, gripping his shotgun tight until his knuckles turned white. His other weapons lay dormant under his jacket, freeing up his hands for attack.

Dean jumped out the passenger side door, eager for the hunt. He didn't exactly want to go out in this weather but a hunt was still a hunt right, regardless of the elements.

Meanwhile Sam practically threw open the backseat door, a glare upon his delicate features. He hated all hunts – especially hunts in weather like this but what could he do? He visibly shivered against the ice cold wind, pulling up his hood to protect from the onslaught of snow. He turned around and helped his sister out of the car, keeping her close to his side.

Jade didn't necessarily hate hunts, she sometimes enjoyed them, but right now she would rather be stuck in some motel room in a cosy bed not hunting some monster that could be anywhere in a ten mile radius. She accepted Sam's hand and exited the car, huddling next to Sam for warmth.

Sam and Jade had just turned fourteen about a month ago so they were becoming more independent. Sam fought more with his father and Jade turned down help when she thought she could handle it. They were growing up.

"Now listen closely, this monster is one son of a bitch so I want you three to be careful." John addressed his kids and watched as they nodded numbly, teeth chattering loudly.

"Okay you three stick together you hear me? No wandering off, if one of you falls behind the others wait, got it?" he asked and heard their barely audible "Yes Sirs"

"Okay, off you go that way. Call if you need me" and just like that John Winchester trekked through the snow and into the woods leaving footprints in his wake.

The siblings looked at each other knowingly before trekking their way in the other direction, through the snow and away from their father.

They had been walking through the woods for over an hour now and there was no sign of the monster, not even a foot print in the snow. Sam audibly sighed every minute or so, ignoring Deans exasperated look and Jade's not so gentle nudge and furious whisper of "Shut up."

They entered a clearing and the elements attacked them more viciously as they were free from the protection of the trees. As they crossed the clearing they didn't feel the slight shift of the ground underfoot or the slippiness of the surface.

Dean had just reached the end of the clearing when he heard a scream and a loud CRACK. He turned around sharply expected to see the monster attacking but instead what he saw horrified him.

He watched as the ground underneath Sam and Jade disappeared and their heads went under until he could see his siblings no more. He raced to the water's edge, peering into the black unforgiving water that had snatched his siblings.

He stripped off his jacket and reached for his phone and hit the speed dial. After two rings John picked up, his voice hushed.

"Dean? What is it?" he whispered furiously.

"Track my phone. Sam and Jade in trouble" he answered before slamming the phone shut and jumping into the water, the ice prickling his skin.

Sam's senses were on alert as soon as the ice gave way under him. He heard Jade's scream and grabbed her hand tightly before the ice cold water had encircled him, pressing on him. He couldn't breathe, couldn't move, couldn't do anything. His movements were sluggish and he felt paralysed, his lungs burning for some much needed air.

He felt Jade's delicate hand slip out of his but he couldn't do anything to grip it tighter. He froze up as the cold water attacked his muscles. He tried to scream for his sister but the water just whooshed down his windpipe. He choked and just floated there helpless as he felt his sister grip onto his leg below him, gripping at a chance of life.

When he began to see stars he thought it was all over for him until a pair of strong arms gripped his chest and began to pull him upwards. He broke the waters' surface and choked up the water that had entered his lungs. He gripped Dean tighter as the coughs raked his body, his throat on fire.

Dean felt like seizing up right then and there when the ice cold water hit him but he made himself stay focused. He needed to find his brother and sister. So he pushed himself downwards into the murky depths, straining his eyes for a figure.

He spotted a lump floating so he pushed ahead and gripped one of his siblings round the chest and pulled them upwards. He pushed himself onto the hard surface and watched as Sam coughed up water, gripping his jumper tightly in his fists. He rubbed circles on Sam's back but peered anxiously into the waters depths. Jade is still down there, he had to find her.

Shakily Sam let go of him and looked at him through lidded eyes.

"Find Jade. Go" he croaked out and before Dean knew what he was doing, he was once again enveloped in the water, searching for his lost sibling.

Jade knew that she was dying. She felt Sam's hand slip out of hers and felt herself sinking and just knew she wouldn't live to see the next day. Her lungs burned like they were on fire and her whole body ached, like needles were poking every inch of her skin.

She gently grabbed a hold of something; she guessed it was Sam's boot, trying to steady herself and not let herself float downwards. But soon that comfort was gone, her lifeline was ripped out from her hand and she once again found herself falling.

She closed her eyes as the pain assaulted her. Her head felt foggy and she couldn't fathom enough energy to even move. Her skin burned and her last thought before the darkness claimed her was god, please let my brothers be alright.

Dean searched for well over five minutes but there was still no sign of his sister. He gasped as he shot upwards; breathing in some much needed air. Sam stared at him, tears flowing freely down his pale cheeks. At that moment he knew he couldn't leave his sister done there, he loved her and he needed her to be alright. She had to alright. As he was prepared to go down again his dad emerged from the trees, huffing and puffing with each breath.

He pulled Dean from the water, demanding to know what happened. Dean tried to escape from his grasp but he felt like all his energy had drained out of him – but worry fuelled him. He had to find his sister, he just had to.

"Jade, down there." Was all he managed to splutter out before his dad leapt into action. He pushed Dean towards Sam, urging him to look after him. Sam was still coughing, his wet hair plastered to his forehead, shivering as a violent gust of wind assaulted him.

He watched as his dad threw off his coat and leap into the water leaving ripples on the surface. He turned his own tear stained face towards Sam and saw the kid crying, trying to reach out for his lost sister. Gingerly, Dean took him into his arms and buried his head in his chest as his own sadness took him over. They both had tears running down their faces.

Sam felt Dean tug him into his arms and he let himself sag as he felt Dean embrace him. Pain, so much pain was all he felt at the thought of Jade. His twin sister, the one that was always there for him was dying and he couldn't do anything to help.

He felt guilt. If only Dean had grabbed her first she would be okay. Alive and breathing and at that moment, that was all he wanted, for Jade to be here. For five minutes he anxiously awaited by the water's edge, hoping and praying his dad would find her. Every time his dad shot up for breath with no Jade in his arms, Sam's hopes were crushed.

Then like a miracle his father emerged, Jade protectively encircles in his arms. He and Dean helped their dad pull Jade put of the water and lay her on the ground, but at the sight of her his heart stopped. Jade was as pale as the snow, her wet hair clinging to skin and her eyes were closed, her limbs lay uselessly around her like a rag doll. Worst of all though, Sam saw, she wasn't breathing. Vaguely in the distance he heard sirens, but he was too grief stricken to notice.

Dean immediately went into action. He wiped the hair from Jade's face and held her nose as he breathed into her mouth, hoping the essence of life would flow into her. He ignored her too still form and pumped her chest, trying desperately to restart her heart. When there was no response he tried again, the noise of sirens assaulting his ears. Nothing happened. As he was about to try again he felt people push him out of the way as strangers circled his sister.

He tried to reach out for her but his dad's arms held him back, despite his futile protests.

"Son, their taking care of her now." His dad soothed but Dean was too grief stricken to process his words, craning his neck to see his people working over his sister, trying to bring her back to life.

"Dean, their helping her okay?" he demanded, forcing dean to look into his eyes. Dean always thought his father was indestructible, strong and invincible but when he looked at him now all he saw was pain. His dad's eyes were pooling with tears, his hands shaking slightly and he took quick, ragged breaths as if he was trying not to cry.

Dean nodded numbly, not knowing what else to do, and watched as Jade took a deep breath.

Sam heard his dad trying to calm Dean down but he was too focused on his sister to register what they were saying. He shakily stood up and peered at his still form of a sister, praying she would be alright. Sam was a smart boy - he knew what could happen if a person stayed underwater too long. Brain damage. Organ failure. Restricted muscle movement. Nerve damage. These thoughts whirled around Sam's head and he suddenly felt dizzy.

Then like his prayers were answered he watched as Jade took a shuddering breath and choked up volumes of water. The paramedics fluttered around her and loaded her up onto a gurney before Sam could even take a step. He felt Dean and his dad stand up but Jade was already loaded up into the ambulance.

"Is anyone going to travel with her? We need to leave now" one of the paramedics shouted and before Sam could take a step Dean stood forward.

"I will. Dad travel with Sam, he needs to keep warm." Was all Dean said before he was in the back of the ambulance and the doors closed behind him, the ambulance skidding off.

Dad looked flabbergasted before he pulled Sam into his side and rubbed his back affectionally.

"It'll be okay son. She'll be okay" he murmured and helped Sam back to the car.

The car ride was quiet. His dad put the heater on full blast, and Sam sighed in satisfaction as the warmth brushed against his skin, soothing his chattering teeth. It took fifteen minutes for his dad to reach the hospital and that was with him breaking the speed limits. They raced out of the car, desperate to find Jade.

Dean jumped in the back of the ambulance and sat next to Jade. He knew his dad would've wanted to go but Dean was too worried about his sister to care. As the ambulance took off dean took Jade's cold, fragile hand in his own, rubbing it between his own hands to get warm.

Jade was plugged up to various amounts of machinery. The paramedics kept checking her heart rate and blood pressure but Dean was focused on Jade. She was breathing but she was oblivious to everything around her. She lay still on the gurney, her pale form getting jostled around with the speed of the ambulance. Dean felt guilt. He was supposed to look after her, after his siblings, and he failed. Why didn't he realise the ground wasn't solid? Why didn't he find Jade sooner? If he had then all of this could've been avoided.

The ambulance skidded to a halt and Jade was rushed out of the back, Dean trailing behind her the whole way. He was about to follow her into a room when a doctor put a restraining hand on his chest.

"Please Sir wait here." He requested but Dean was having none of it.

"She's my sister I need…" he started but the doctor interrupted him.

"We'll do everything we can, I promise." He stated and before Dean could protest the doctor disappeared behind the double doors and Dean was forced to wait.

He plonked himself down onto the hard plastic chairs and tapped his foot anxiously. When he heard nothing in fifteen minutes he stormed up to the front desk demanding answers.

The receptionist, a blond, petite, twenty something women, looked startled but there was a look of sympathy plastered on her face. She told him the doctor would be out to see him as soon as there was news but that just made Dean more nervous. He paced around the waiting area biting his fingernails in worry. He then noticed he felt chilled to the bone. He stared down at his clothes and realised he was still sogging wet, but that was the last thing on his mind.

"Dean" he heard and turned around to see Sam and his dad thundering towards him, worry etched onto their faces. Sam's long hair was stuck to his forehead yet a faint blush was covering his still too pale cheeks. His dad walked briskly, his boots squelching along the way.

"Any news?" his dad asked, gripping his shoulder to the point where it got a little bit sore.

"They won't tell me anything" he answered, frustration leaking out onto his voice. It went quiet between the family, all thinking about what would happen to Jade.

"It's all my fault." He heard Sam whisper brokenly and he looked over at his little brother in shock. Where did he get that idea from?

"No it's not Sam." He answered forcefully, gripping the kids' shoulders, trying to make him understand.

"I should've done something but instead I froze up. I felt her slipping away and I couldn't even hold her tighter, if I just…" the kid was rambling, tears springing to his puppy dog eyes.

"Listen Sam." He cut him off, leaning down to stare into Sam's' eyes. "It's not your fault okay? You could do nothing to stop it. If anything it's my fault, I didn't even realise the ground wasn't solid so don't you go blaming yourself okay? Jade wouldn't want you too" he said, choking up slightly at the name of his sister.

He watched as Sam nodded shakily but he could still see the guilt in his little brother's eyes and it killed him to see him beating himself up over something that wasn't his fault. He felt his dad's eyes on him but he didn't look up. The man didn't chip in and at least take some responsibility for what happened. It was his dad's hunt; he was the one that insisted they go out there despite how dangerous the weather was – and yet the man didn't even say he was sorry.

"Excuse me" he heard someone say. He whipped around and saw a middle aged doctor, glasses falling down the brim of his nose. He looked kind enough with large brown eyes and hair that was fading away, leaving a large bald circle in the middle of his head.

"Yes" his dad answered briskly, coming to stand next to Dean.

"We've stabilized Jade for now. When she came in her blood pressure and heart rate was awfully low but it's beginning to pick up. Right now she's slipped into a coma like state as her body needs time to recover. It's lucky the ambulance got there when it did or else it would've' been too late." The doctor stated as he peered down at his clipboard.

Dean felt his heart stop, the words circling around in his head. Awfully low. Coma like state. Too late. That was all he could think about, thinking about his little sister that was so close to death she could probably feel it's presence.

"Coma? How long will she be in a coma for?" His dad asked, using his height as intimidation for the short doctor.

"We honestly can't tell at the present moment. We hope for her to awaken within a couple days, after that it gets risky. If she stays like that too long there could be brain damage, memory loss, a number of things which is why she should wake up before the damage is done. If she wakes up." He added, seeing the looks of horror on the family's faces.

"Can we see her?" Dean asked, wanting nothing more than to be near his sister.

"Of course, room 211 which is just down the corridor" he said and glanced at the family sympathetically when the beeper went off, calling him away. "Excuse me" he stated and disappeared in a flurry of white coat.

Dean took a deep breath and blinked back tears. It was now or never.

Sam felt horrified at the news the doctor had just given them. Jade was strong – surely she could hang on right? When the doctor said 'if she wakes up' he felt as if his whole world had collapsed. His sister, his twin sister might never wake up and it pained him to the core to have to hear that.

Dean took his arm and tugged him gently down the hallway, following their dad's footsteps. His dad pushed open the door and they all entered the secluded room, but what Sam saw made him gasp. Jade was strung up to a lot of different equipment, a tube stuck up her nose and an IV plugged into her arm. She had those silver blankets around her shoulders and the bed spread pulled up to her chest. Her skin was as pale as the white duvet and the dull BEEP BEEP of the heart monitor showed that Jade was alive – not in the best condition – but alive none the less.

He pushed himself forward and sat next to her in a red plastic chair and gripped her shockingly cold hand in his. He saw Dean come and stand next to him, his face one of grief and his dad stood opposite them, tears glistening in his eyes.

They stayed like that for a while, just staring at Jade. She didn't open her eyes, didn't move - not even a twitch and that made Sam's heart swell with sadness.

"Boys, I'm going to go and get us some new clothes" his dad stated but he didn't even look up to answer his dad. A few seconds later the door swung open and closed with a bang. Their dad was gone, and Sam didn't have to be strong anymore.

He leaned into Deans' side and felt his arm wrap around his shoulders, pulling him closer to Dean. He felt the saltwater cascade down his cheeks and made no move to stop them. He sniffed and rubbed his nose.

"Dean, is she going to be okay?" he asked his voice barely above a whisper but Dean still heard him.

"I don't know Sammy. I don't know" he answered, fingering Sam's wet hair. Sam just huddled closer to Dean, soaking up the comfort.

It had been five days and Jade still hadn't woken up – and Dean was anxious. He hardly slept or ate and he lived on coffee, it fuelled him to keep going. As each day passed he found himself losing hope because the doctor's words still ringed inside his head, those fateful words.

His dad had just left to pick up some fresh clothes from the motel room when he looked over at his younger brother – the kid probably looked worse than he did. He refused to leave his sisters side, and only separated from her when he was forced to take a shower of go to the bathroom. Sam had dark circles under his eyes and he looked absolutely exhausted. Dean walked up to Sam and stood beside him.

"Sammy, why don't you get a break, you're wearing yourself down" he suggested gently but Sam just shook his head, still gripping Jade's hand.

"No, I need to stay here" he said forcefully and Dean sighed. The kid was stubborn, no doubt about that, there was no point fighting with him over it.

"Okay then. I'm getting a coffee, you want one?" he asked and sighed when Sam shook his head, his hair flopping on front of his eyes. So Dean slipped out of the room and walked to the vending machine. It wasn't the best coffee he ever tasted, if was more like liquid sludge, but it did its job and was all that mattered to Dean.

Sam shook his head when Dean offered to get him coffee, the hospital stuff was disgusting and it tasted vile – he did not need that stuff in his system. He heard Dean exit the room and he once again stared at his sister.

She wasn't as pale as she was a few days ago or as cold, but she was still unconscious. The doctor had visited to check up on her every day and Sam saw as each day passed his frown would become more pronounced and his smile became more forced. Sam knew why, it was because his sister was supposed to be awake by now but she hadn't stirred. Sam was worried.

He gazed at the far wall, his thoughts on his sister when he felt a gentle squeeze on his hand. He looked down in shock and saw Jade's eyes open, a small smile plastered on her face.

"You look like crap Sammy" she observed and Sam felt his own smile tug at his lips. Yup, the same old Jade. Relieved was a major understatement to what he felt.

"Look who's talking" he retaliated, stroking the hair from her face. She smiled briefly before her face morphed into one of confusion.

"What happened?" she asked, and Sam's heart raced at her question. Did she not remember anything? What if there was some serious brain damage? But Sam forced himself to take a deep breath and calm down.

"The hunt, there was a blizzard, the ice gave way…" he trailed off, hoping it would jog a memory. A look of realisation dawned on Jade's face.

"Yeah, I remember trekking through the snow but that's about it" she said quietly. Sam realised Dean was just as much worried about Jade as he was, he would want to see her.

"I'm gonna go and get Dean, okay?" she nodded and smiled.

"Yeah, don't want big brother worrying" she replied. Sam knew that's exactly what Dean was doing.

"Be right back." He muttered and as much as he didn't want to, he let go of her hand and raced out the room, searching for Dean.

Dean drained his coffee cup and cringed as the liquid soared down his throat. Yuck, absolutely disgusting, but it kept him awake. He dropped the cup into the bin and leant against the wall, raking his hands through his hair. Five days. Five days since that fateful day when his sister stopped breathing and she still hadn't woken up. He knew the longer she stayed in that state the harder it would be for her to wake up. All he wanted was for her to wake up.

He pushed himself off the wall just as he heard Sam shouting his name. He whipped around urgently, fearing something bad had happened. He met Sam in the middle of the corridor and grabbed a hold of his shoulders.

"Sammy, what is it? What's wrong?" He demanded, a sinking feeling settling in his stomach. God, he hoped nothing bad had happened, he didn't think he could stand it. But to his surprise Sam was smiling, like a full Cheshire cat smile.

"She's awake Dean. Jade's awake" he clarified and before Dean knew what he was doing they were racing to her room and met the best site he had ever seen.

Jade was awake, smiling as they burst through the door. Dean ran over to her, his overprotective brother mode defiantly activated.

"Jade, you're okay" he stuttered out, shock written all over his face. He watched in fascination as she gripped his hand and rolled her eyes.

"Good observation" she said and Dean smiled happily. She was back to normal, using her sarcastic and witty comments like she always does. Dean believed she got that off of him.

Right then Dean vowed he would look after her, look after both his siblings. His dad didn't have to tell him, it was his job and he was happy to do it. Things could go back to normal now.

Jade got out of hospital four days later. She was glad to be out of there, the too white walls and bed sheets, the way everything had a routine, it gave her the heebie jeebies.

And of course her brothers fussed over her like mother hens. They helped her out of the car, did her chores, let her put what she wanted on TV and even let her pick what they were going to have to eat. Her dad didn't fuss over her as much because he knew she was in good hands – what better hands to look after her than the brothers she grew up with.

Jade sighed with content. Her and her brothers were curled up on the sofa, chamming away on popcorn. She couldn't think of brothers better than hers. She considered herself lucky.

So, reviews are appreciated. They fuel me to write more! hope you all enjoyed it!

Sorry – changed the name of character because realised another fic had that name!