A/N: Okay, the only reason you're getting another update is because I am unsure if I will be able to update tomorrow or the day after.

P.S. if anyone is interested in betaing the chapters, send me a p.m. I'd love the help!

Disclaimer: You guys should know I'm not EK, my writing isn't that good.

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It was Sunday evening. Annie had spent her day with her Dad and Uncle lounging around the house yet again. There was yet another party that Aaron wanted to go to, and since he could actually walk without being in too much pain, Annie complied. Dean didn't like the idea of Annie going, but he trusted her judgment so he let her go.

They had been at the party for an hour or so, and Annie had no clue what time it was, she just knew it was dark outside, and there were a lot of wasted teenagers. Annie was leaning against a table where drinks were being handed out; Aaron was leaning beside her. Annie smelled the smell of pot and wrinkled her nose; disgusted. She sighed and walked outside, Aaron following her.

"What's wrong?"

"Too many potheads."

"Too many potheads, huh?" Aaron questioned as he watched Annie's body sway. She was clearly drunk, or almost anyways.

"C'mon." Aaron muttered as he helped her back to his car.

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It didn't take long before they arrived to Aaron's hotel room.

"What are we d-doing h-here?" Annie slurred as he helped her into the room and onto the queen sized bed.

"You're so wasted, and you're Dad would be pissed. I'm gonna let you sleep it off here for a little bit." Aaron answered. He had left their house that morning, and had checked into a motel. He didn't want to leave Annie; not yet.

"You're so sweet…" Annie rambled as she sat there.

"C'mere." She whispered and Aaron approached here and she leaned up and kissed him. He kissed her back, but then pulled away.

"Uh-uh, you're too wasted." Aaron muttered.

"No I'm n-not." Annie responded as she pulled him down to her and kissed him again. He pulled away again.

"What is it?" Annie questioned.

"Nothing." Aaron whispered as he went through his duffle bag, looking for clean clothes, he wanted to shower.

"You don't see me that way, do you?" Annie questioned softly.

"What?"

"You aren't attracted to me…"

Aaron dropped the clothes in his hand into the duffle bag. He turned around angrily.

"How could you think that? If you weren't so drunk and impaired right now, I'd be all over you. I don't want to take advantage of you." Annie got up and walked up to him, controlling her steps so she could appear to be sober.

"You won't be." She whispered as she stood up on her toes and kissed him softly. He gave in with a small groan as she tore at his clothes.

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Annie awoke; she looked over to the clock. 7:30 a.m. She looked over to the clock, a string of profanities running through her head as she knew as soon as she got home that she'd be busted. She yawned as she nestled her head into Aaron's chest. She remembered last night all too clearly. She didn't know what had come over her, but she felt like she needed Aaron, and that's what she got. Everything felt so right last night, and she felt guilty. Her Dad had trusted her, and she violated it.

Annie's arm was draped across Aaron's barren chest, and she traced over his sewn up gashes. She heard Aaron laugh lightly.

"What?" She questioned.

"Tickles." He answered. She smiled, how could a mistake be so perfect?

She stopped now, and looked at the bruising along his ribs.

"Last night didn't hurt did it?" She questioned, she had totally forgotten about his ribs in her not so sober stupor.

"Not really." He said as he moved his hands from underneath his head and wrapped his arms protectively around her.

Annie froze when her cell-phone rang. She glanced over to Aaron and then nervously picked up, knowing exactly who it was.

"H-hello?" Annie stammered sheepishly.

"Where the hell are you?" Dean questioned angrily, he'd never been more infuriated.

"I'm so sorry, we were at a party last night, and I guess I had a little much to drink, and I passed out." Annie lied.

Dean waited a moment, analyzing what she said and how she said it.

"You're lying." He answered.

"What? How could you think that?" Annie questioned, trying to sound offended.

"Get your ass home now. If I have to come get you it won't be pretty." Dean threatened as he hung up the phone. Annie gulped nervously. She then got up out of Aaron's grasp and headed to the bathroom and took a quick shower. She was careful not to wet her hair; she knew that Dean would catch that.

When she finished, she dressed in the clothes that she came in. She saw Aaron was pulling on his shirt, completely dressed.

"He pissed?" Aaron questioned.

"Thanks for pointing out the obvious." Annie muttered as she grabbed her cell and put it in her pocket. They headed out into Aaron's car.

"You should just leave after you drop me off. If he finds out the truth, he'll kill you."

"No he won't…"

"You wanna bet?" Annie gave him a serious look. He sighed.

"Whatever." He mumbled as he drove to her house. It was a ten minute drive. He pulled into their driveway. He leaned over and kissed Annie for a second, and then Annie pulled away when she heard a tap on the window.

'Shit.' She and Aaron thought simultaneously. Annie got out of the car, already knowing who it was without looking. Once she was out, Aaron pulled out of the driveway and left. He wasn't going to give Dean the chance to do whatever it was that he was going to do.

"Get inside." Dean muttered as he led the way.

When they got inside, Annie sat on the sofa, Dean pacing in front of her, and Sam sitting in the arm chair.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Dean questioned; angry couldn't even begin to touch how he was feeling.

"I'm sorry okay? I should have told you I was with Aaron."

"How long?" Annie looked away, she could feel the disappointment in his voice, and he didn't even know all of it. Or so she thought.

"How long?!" He reiterated. Sam stared at Annie.

"A few days, since he came here."

"So what, you decided to take advantage of a favor?"

"Dad, we didn't do anything—"

"—Didn't do anything my ass! Annie, before I called you, I looked up your location on the GPS in your phone. I know exactly where you were."

"Oh." Annie whispered meekly.

"How could you? I trusted you, and you violated and stomped all over it. What do you have to say for yourself?"

"It wasn't planned okay? We went to the party, and I got drunk."

"So he took advantage of you?"

"No, he took me back to his motel room so I could sleep it off. He knew you'd be pissed if I came home drunk like last time. It was my idea okay? He didn't even want to, but I made him."

Dean rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I'm sure you made him."

"I felt needy, like I needed to be close to someone, ever since Mark, I haven't been the same." Annie stated meekly, for some reason she felt like breaking down and crying; Dean noticed. He sighed.

"Annie, why did you feel like having sex was the right way to go? Please tell me he wasn't stupid enough to not be protected." Dean muttered.

"Dad!" Annie shrieked.

"Well?"

Annie blushed. "Yeah."

"Yeah he wasn't or yeah he was protected?"

"Yeah he was protected." Annie grumbled, she was way too embarrassed to be talking to her father about this.

"At least he got one thing right." Dean paused, "Until you can earn back my trust, I am not letting you go to another party, period. You're also grounded for a month."

"What about Aaron?" Dean shut his eyes tightly, trying not to lose his temper. He slowly opened them.

"I don't want you seeing him right now Annie, and I swear, if I find with him, so help me if I do not take care of him myself, you understand me? I don't need you getting pregnant." Dean warned. Annie nodded. In that moment, Dean came to realize the truth; that his little girl was a young woman now, and sooner or later he wouldn't be able to stop her from doing whatever she wants.

"Daddy?" Annie asked meekly.

"What?" He snapped.

"You're mad, aren't you?"

"And disappointed."

"It's not fair. If I were a guy you have a problem with this."

"That's different, you can get pregnant."

"You're such a pig." Annie muttered as she stormed off to her room. She was pissed now; she couldn't believe her father had double standards like that.

Dean sighed. He had no clue what he was going to do. He just knew that he wanted to strangle Aaron, and so help him if he came back to the house, he would strangle him if he was related to Ellen or not. He didn't care why she did it; he didn't want her doing that, he didn't need another little Winchester running around the house.

"What am I going to do?" Dean whispered mostly to himself.

"Stay strong, she made a mistake, and now she has to deal with the consequences." Sam advised, he knew Dean was somehow twisting this to make it his fault.

"She's going to be the death of me." Dean muttered.

"Dean, have you ever thought that maybe she's just doing what you did in high school?"

"This is different, I'm not gonna sit by and let my daughter become the school slut."

"Annie's not like that, and you know it. Besides, are you saying that you were the school slut?"

Dean just shot him a glare.

"I'm standing by the punishment I gave her. She'll be lucky if I don't add on to it."

"Dean, just relax…"

"Relax? Sam, just because he was protected does not mean we're out of the woods. He probably didn't even double up. Besides, she tried to lie to me earlier, who knows if she's lying now, huh?"

"Good point."

They both just sighed. If Annie was pregnant, they would be in deep shit. All of them.

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A/N: Okay, so here is version two. Basically, the beginning was the same, all that really changed was the ending.