Laura was sitting on her bed looking at her father pace the room. She couldn't beileve that he new everything, the kiss, the sex, the beer everything. He just couldn't talk to her. She was kind of mad at her Uncle for telling on her, but she knew it was an Uncle thing. The flashback and the slideshow was stuck in her mind. What was all of that? Her dad finaly stopped walking back and forth and just stared at her with his hands crossed.

"Laura, you disobeyed me. You had a party, you had sex!" Laura looked at her father, he was overexaggerating a little bit.

"I didn't have sex dad, I was just makeing out with a boy, I'm a girl thats what we do, we have boyfriends and hangout." Dean sat down bye his daughter.

"No only sluts do that, and you looked like one, what were you wearing?" Dean asked his daughter shocked. He didn't know that she owned any of these things. It was a complete shock to him. Where did she get them? Sam and John were listening in on the conversation from the other side of the door. Laura new. She didn't want to keep talking about this so she decided to change the subject even thought, it probably wouldn't work.

"Dad, look at me. I'm fine, nothing happend." He looked at her one eyebrow up.

"A lot of things happend you were drunk." He said raising his voice a little.

"Dad, don't you see I'm fine after twenty beers." She tried to hint something to him, but didn't get the picture.

"No your not, you have beer glass stuck inside of you." He yelled at her. John and Sam backed away from the door now, they could here the conversation from the couch.

"I had dad, I had beer glass stuck inside of me." She said. She tried not to raise her voice but she was mad, that was bound to happen.

"Your going on the pill." He said.

"Dad! I didn't have sex! I'm 12 years old, I'm not stupid." Dean was still trying to get over the fact that his little girl was getting more interested in boys.

"Look, you can look at it like a goodbye party that my friends threw for me." Dean turned to look at his daughter.

"Don't start none of that crap, you threw the party." He said.

"Dad, I have to tell you something." Dean looked at his daughter.

"O crap, you are pregnant, a pregnant daughter a 12." Laura stood up, she was mad now. Dean just looked at her like she was insane.

"I'm not pregnant I didn't have Sex. Look at me I'm standing! Don't you get it?" He looked at Laura again.

"No! I'm more worried about my daughters behavior then her being a live. I meen, Of course you being a live is the most important thing to me, but you are, so on too the next thing." Laura jumped up and down. Dean looked at her weirdly again. She then ran out of the room, Dean went after.

"Laura! Were not done talking!" He yelled. Sam and John turned around to look at the crazy girl. She was going over to the refrigerator and grabbed a beer. Sam ran over to her.

"What are you doing!" He asked. Laura popped the top off like it was nothing. Dean went up to Laura and grabbed the bottle from her hands. She tried to get it back.

"I'm trying to show you that I'm not hungover! I had twenty beers! Whats wrong with me! I should be dead!" Dean looked at her in shock. She was right, she wasn't hungover. She was jumping and loud noises didn't effect her. There was something wrong. Dean was so shocked that he dropped the beer bottle. Laura looked at her Uncle and started to whisper something under her breathe.

"Please god! Let me be right or this is going to hurt!" She walked over the broken glass.

"Laura!" Sam yelled while picking her up off the glass, and placeing her on the couch. Laura looked at her feet they were full of blood. Sam grabbed a paper towel and gave it to her. Dean ran over to Laura and tried to wipe off the blood.

"Wait!" she said. They were all watching. Laura started to pluck the glass out of her feet like it was nothing. She then saw the blood clear up. All the scratches and wounds were gone.

"Amazing!" John yelled. He was just shocked. What was this? What was happening to Laura. She was changing dramaticly.