A/N: So, I had a minor case of Writer's block. It's happens to the best of us sometimes. I foresee this story ending in another 3-4 chapters.

Disclaimer: Can I please be EK?

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Aaron had finally made it back in Lawrence just in time to see Annie at her worse. He walked in, and saw her lying on the sofa, covered in blankets as she was shivering. To Aaron, it felt hot as hell with the temperature turned up, and a fire going in the fire place.

She was very pale with hints of a blue undertone which made her look morbidly dead.

"Annie?" He faintly whispered as he approached her and gently stroked her forehead with his hand. He heard her softly whimper and he quickly withdrew his touch.

"You shouldn't touch her." Dean warned as he leaned against the doorway leading into the kitchen from the living room. Aaron glanced over to Dean nervously.

"Why not? What's wrong with her?"

"She's in a tremendous amount of pain because of what you two did one night."

"How?" Aaron questioned incredulously.

"Annie is pregnant, and the baby is determined to kill her."

"What?!"

Dean slowly approached Annie and gently lifted the blanket that covered up her swollen torso. Aaron couldn't believe his eyes. He and Annie were together less than a week ago, she couldn't be that pregnant that fast. Dean gently covered her back up, careful not to touch her.

"Daddy…" Annie whimpered, her eyes were shut, and her voice was fragile.

"I'm here." Dean whispered as he hovered over her, his expression full of worry and fear.

"Get it out…" Annie begged as she began to writhe in pain. Dean bit his lip, he couldn't stand to watch her this way, and he knew they had to do something fast, or this baby would kill Annie.

"Sam!" Dean called for his younger brother; he was going to need help, and they were leaving for that damn spring now.

"What's going on?" Aaron questioned; he felt so out of the picture, like he didn't belong.

"We're taking Annie to a spring to be purified to save her life and the child's." Dean answered as he picked up his daughter in his arms. By then the pain was so intense that Annie had fainted, and Dean was inwardly glad. He didn't want Annie to suffer more than she had to.

"What?" Aaron found himself saying that word so many times that he almost found it annoying that he didn't know everything. If this was truly his kid inside of Annie, why didn't they tell him sooner?

"It's a long story." Sam muttered as he opened the door and Dean carried her out to the impala.

"Tell me." Aaron demanded as he followed Sam and Dean, watching their every move.

"Get in the car, we'll tell you on the way." Dean muttered as he laid Annie gently in the back seat, and then went to the driver's seat and got in behind the wheel. Sam and Aaron also got in the impala.

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"So, this guardian… How are we going to kill it?" Aaron questioned as he looked at Dean through the rear view mirror. They were about an hour on the interstate, and they had quite a long drive ahead of them. Dean smirked.

"We'll kill it just like we do any other demon. Shoot it in the heart with the colt."

"Hmm, that seems too easy." Sam whispered to his brother as he kept thinking of other ways.

"What do you mean too easy? There's nothing the colt can't kill." Aaron stated firmly.

"He's right, we can't just expect to march in there and kill the damn thing. We'll get slaughtered that way. We're gonna use bait to lure it out."

"Who's gonna be the bait?" Sam questioned his brother. Annie moaned in pain in the backseat; Dean glanced at Aaron through the rear view mirror and then back to Sam.

"Dean, we can't use Aaron as bait." Sam chided.

"Sure we can, he's the one that got us into this mess."

"Me?! Annie was the one who wanted—"

"—I don't care who wanted what; you didn't protect yourself, therefore this is your fault." Dean interrupted. Aaron sighed.

"So, what do I have to do?"

"You get to walk out to the spring without a weapon."

"That's a bit reckless don't you think?" Sam questioned as he looked at Dean like he was insane.

"Dude, I'll be there the whole time waiting for the damn thing, nothing is going to happen to Aaron or Annie. While I shoot it, you'll carry Annie to the spring and dunk her in; purifying her and the child."

"What do I do after the demon comes out?" Aaron questioned.

"Try not to get killed." Dean answered casually as he turned his focus back to the road. He stole a peek at his dashboard looking at the meters and seeing how much gas he had left in the impala. He then looked up at the signs and took the next exit. Sam just looked at him questioningly.

"Need to fill up." Dean muttered as he sped up; he was becoming impatient.

He finally pulled into a gas station that he felt was worthy of his impala. As he filled up his impala he watched Sam walk into the gas station to stock up on some snacks. They had no time to stop and eat at a restaurant. Dean watched Aaron stare at Annie nervously. When he was finished filling up the impala, he put the cap on and put up the pump and headed inside to pay.

Sam was already at the cash register with snacks for the road, and Dean walked up and stood beside him.

"Pump number two, along with whatever he's got." Dean muttered as he gestured to Sam as Sam placed everything on the counter top. The cashier rang everything up, and added the cost of the fuel.

"That'll be fifty-six dollars and forty cents." The cashier answered. Dean noticed her name was Cindy from her tag. Cindy smiled at Sam as she took the credit card from Dean and swiped it. Sam smiled politely back. Dean found it strange that she paid no attention to him. She handed Dean the receipt and he signed it. He rolled his eyes as he took his card, and helped Sam with the snacks as they left.

"What the hell was that all about?" Dean muttered.

"What?"

"She wasn't even into me, am I losing my touch?"

"Dean, we're getting older dude."

"Yeah, but I still look like I'm thirty five, at the most!" Sam rolled his eyes.

"Then what do I look like, thirty?" He questioned sarcastically. Dean just dismissed him as he and Sam got back in the car. Dean looked at Aaron and Annie through the rear view mirror and saw Aaron's arm around Annie as she kept grimacing in pain.

"Hey, hands to yourself." Dean grunted as he watched Aaron gently remove his arm from her.

"That's better." Sam chimed in. He wasn't as protective or pissed off as Dean, but still, he was Annie's uncle, and he was pissed that she was in so much pain because Aaron was a complete moron.

"This is gonna be a long drive." Dean whispered to Sam.

"Tell me about it…" Annie grunted at Dean in between spasms of pain. He frowned, he could never deal with seeing her like that, but he kept driving. The sooner they got there, the better.

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A/N: So sorry it took me this long to update! Life has been hectic, and like I said, I had a bad case of writer's block!