Authors Notes: Just to clear a few things up, this is going to be a slight AU story line. Yes I'm going to keep it as close as I can to the events that happened throughout the seasons, but understand that I am going to change a few things along the way to make it new and fresh, or it would just bore you all and you would know what was going to happen…and where is the fun in that?

Thank you to Rayne91, Mary Izzy Dakota, and nichole23, I hope that you enjoy this chapter.

Again, please let me know what you all think about it and let me know who you would like to see Nikki end up with…Sam or Dean. (I have a vague idea of who it's going to be… but I would love to hear what you all think.)

! WARNING! This chapter is going to get into more about why Nikki is out on her own. Be warned that there is adult subject matter, and if you have a problem with reading about forced sex, please skip over this chapter. As much as it help you, the reader, understand where she is coming from, it won't leave you lost and confused for the rest of the story. ! END WARNING!

Family Is Just a Word

Chapter TWO: The Reason for the Nightmare

Chapter Rating: R (Violence, and Adult Subject Matter)

~*~*~ Two Months Earlier~*~*~

"Come on Aaron; tell me where we're going?" Nikki asked as she tried to pull at the blindfold that was preventing her from seeing where her boyfriend was driving them.

They had only been seeing each other for two weeks, and she was glad that she had found someone who was just a goofy and outgoing as she herself was. She enjoyed all the time that they would spend together just doing silly things, and not carrying what the others around them thought.

With a laugh the twenty year old male pulled her hands away from the veil that was covering her bright blue eyes. "Now it wouldn't be a surprise if I let you know beforehand. Now would it?"

"Yeah, yeah. I just hope that there is something to eat once the ride-of-the-blind is over." She said, rubbing her hand over her stomach. He had picked her up from work and had told her that he had something to show her, and because of the kooky grin on his face, she had jumped into his jeep, willing to go along with him.

She couldn't deny the fact that she had a little feeling of uneasiness in the very lower part of her stomach when he had leaned over and began to place the cloth over her eyes, but she was quick to label it 'the-happy-jitters' and went along with it.

"Yeah don't worry; food will be the last thing on your mind." He said with a deep chuckle.

Nervousness took over again and she couldn't help but push the anxiousness down. 'Maybe he's taking me to a really nice place to eat?' She thought to herself as she recalled what she was wearing.

Working at a clinic didn't allow for a large selection that still fit the dress code. There were only so many different colors that shrubs where available in… and the light sea foam green ones that she still had on wouldn't be the best to wear into a nice establishment.

Feeling the jeep coming to a stop she made to remove the cloth over her eyes, only to have him stop her once again. "Not yet Nikki."

"Fine." She said, leaning her head back on the headrest of the seat. She was trying to act like she didn't care at this point, but she really wanted to see where they were.

Hearing his door open and close, she leaned over to her side and tried to open her door, only to have it open for her.

"Here let me help you." He offered as he took her hands in his much larger ones and guided her out of the vehicle.

"Oh so now you're being a gentleman? Where was this side of you when I slipped the other day?" She asked, recalling the time just a few days ago when she had fallen victim to an invisible puddle. He had turned around just in time to see her land on her backside and just laughed at her bad luck.

"Hey, I helped you up." He said in his defense, laughing at the memory.

"Yeah, after you stood there and laughed at me for ten minutes." She said as she felt him stand to her left. His right hand rested on her lower back as he kept a hold of her right hand with his left. He led her up a curb and told her of every little crack in the concrete as they made their way to where ever he was taking them.

She heard the unlocking of a door, and the insecure feeling returned with force. "Aaron?" She called out to him. She was sure that he could hear the nervousness in her voice.

"Shh, it's ok Nikki. Trust me you're going to love this." He said to reassure her as he guided her into a new room.

The smell that assaulted her was too strong and she found herself covering her nose with her hand. The degusting funk of mold, dirt, mildew, and who knows what else, was almost over powering enough to bring tears to her eyes.

"What is that lovely aroma? I hope that's not my surprise." She asked, still trying to hold her breath. She knew from working in the clinic that when you smelt something, you where inhaling the particles of whatever was giving off the odor. She didn't want to inhale anything that reeked this bad.

"Yeah, sorry about that. It's the best I could do." He said as he moved to take off the veil.

Opening her eyes as soon as the cover was off her looked around to find herself in a very dingy, very run down 'no-tell' motel. Looking over to Aaron, she didn't miss the look of satisfaction that took over his face.

"Aaron, I don't get it? Why are we here?" She asked. Part of her was hoping that the answer was something sweet and innocent like, 'oh I thought that you would like to watch a move without your father hovering over us.' However the realistic side of her knew that it wasn't that easy, that that was not what he had planned.

Walking over to the bed, he sat down and patted the cover next to him. "Come sit down. You've had a long day dealing with the sick and patching up boo-boos. It's time for you to relax."

When she didn't make a move to follow his instructions he stood up and walked back over to her, pulling her over to the bed. With a little force he pushed her onto the bed causing her to fall back, taking the opportunity of her shock to crawl over her, pinning her to the bed.

"Aaron this isn't funny, get off." She said. It was clear to her now what he was trying to do and what his surprise was.

"Just relax." Leaning in he took her lips with his, enjoyed the soft feeling.

Pushing him away from her, she tried to roll over and off the bed. Her goal was to get off the bed, maybe then she could talk to him, get him to listen to her. Once she was standing again, she looked up to see the angry look on the man's face in front of her.

Aaron was still on the bed, lying on his side and it was clear that he was not happy, not at all.

"Aaron, I told you that I don't want to do anything with you. It's too soon."

"We've been going out for two damn weeks Nikki. I've been holding off for two God damn weeks!" He yelled at her, showing a side of him that she hadn't even know was hidden inside of him.

"I told you when we first started going out that I was waiting till I found the right guy! It takes a little longer than two weeks to see if I want to give myself to someone!" She couldn't help but shout back. She didn't understand what the deal was, she thought that he understood.

Getting off the bed and taking a deep breath, he walked over to her. "Your right, I'm sorry." He said leaning in and kissing her on the cheek. Thinking that the misunderstanding was over she told herself to calm down, that nothing was going to happen.

"You did tell me, and you know what?" He asked as he looked into her eyes, a smile on his lips.

"What?" She asked as she smiled back at him.

"I don't give a fuck what you want." He said throwing her back on the bed. "I've been waiting and I've been a good boy." He advanced on her. "Now I'm going to just take it."

Crawling over the bed trying to reach the other side she could only watch on as the kind, goofy man she thought that she had been dating turned into a monster of a man.

"Come on Nikki, you'll like it…. Stop fighting me." He said to her in a sickly sweet voice. Pulling on her legs he forced her to come closer to him. Without much effort on his part he untied the drawstring that was holding her scrub pants on and tugged them down.

Tears where now falling freely from her eyes as she felt him undressing her. "Please stop, Aaron please don't do this!" She begged him, but the plea landed on deaf ears. She tried to fight him off, but she had never been very strong, and it only resulted in him holding her hands above her head, pinning her down.

With his free hand he tugged her top up and over her breast, pulling her bra with the thin layer of clothing. A chill ran through her as the cool air spread across her bear skin, her tears fell harder.

Not willing to give up she fought him harder, trying to roll side to side, anything that would halt his progress.

"Stop fighting me Nikki!" He barked at her. His large hands taking her left breast and squeezing the soft skin harshly.

"Please don't!" She screamed, hoping that someone would hear her cries.

"Fine, you want to roll over so bad," He said to her. "Then we'll roll you over." And with that he rolled her over and onto her stomach, using the move to place his knee in between her legs, spreading them apart.

Her fear increased now that she couldn't see anything, only the sound of his zipper sliding down told her that he was really going to carry through with his plan.

"NO!" She screamed as she felt his hands start to touch her, playing with her.

Leaning in he whispered into her ear. "You're so wet. You can scream all you want, but I know you want it."

Before she could say anything in response to him, she let out a loud cry as the pain ripped through her. She knew that the first time wasn't supposed to be the best feeling for the women, but she had no idea that it was going to be so painful and excruciating.

The tight force that was pushing itself into her body was large and hot, she could feel herself ripping apart and tearing on the inside. Sobs took over her body as she could only lay still and hope that the pain would ease.

"God you feel so good." Aaron said, trying to sound kind and caring, but she knew that he wasn't thinking about her, he was only thinking of himself and his lust.

Taking a deep inhale of air she hoped that the throbbing would stop, it had to. Before she could take a second breath he pulled himself out, and for a moment she thought that it was over, but she had been wrong.

Slamming his hardened manhood into her again, he didn't wait to give her time to adjust to feeling. Again and again he pulled himself out only to grind himself back into her. To Nikki it felt like hours, and she could only pray that he would end the horrible act soon.

Her voice had given out and she could no longer cry, the grunts and groans coming from the man who was violating her was enough to tell her that he was building up to his release.

Feeling the shutter of his body as it connected to hers, she knew that it was over. Pulling himself out of her and laying down on the bed next to her, he smiled at her. "See I told you, you would like it." He said reaching out to push the hair out of her face. "I sure did."

Shrinking away from his hands she curled up into a little ball. "Please…" She begged.

Setting up Aaron pulled himself back into his pants and stood up, looking down to her. "Yeah, Nikki, I don't think it's going to work out between us. As much fun as we had," He laughed. " I just don't see this being a long term thing." He said with a sick smile and picked up his keys that he left on the small table by the door.

"I'll see you around." And with that he walked out the door, leaving her curled up on the bed crying and broken.

Not knowing how long it had been she knew that she had to get home. Her mom and dad would be worrying about her soon, and she had no clue as to what she was going to tell them. Not wanting them to see her in such a state of shock and pain, she pulled out her phone and called her friend who also happened to be a doctor who worked at the clinic.

"Steph," She said into the phone when she heard her friend pick up.

"Nikki! Where have you been? Your dad called a while ago asking if you got off work yet, He's worried sick." The older women said over the line. "Nikki? Are you ok?"

Not able to hold back the emotion that was overwhelming her; she cried openly into the phone. "No."

The doctor in her came out right away. "Nicolette, where are you?" She asked.

Looking around and finding the name of the motel she was taken too she told her friend, knowing that she would be there in a hurry to take care of her.

Once she was sure that help was on the way, she tried to roll over and set up, only to have intense pain shoot through her abdomen. Crying out in agony she stopped moving and lay in wait for help. She wasn't sure how much time had passed and when there came a knock from the door she couldn't help but shrink back into herself.

'What if he came back?' She thought as she looked to the door.

"Nikki! It's me, open up." Came the safe voice of Steph.

Tears that she didn't think she still had, fell from her eyes, she knew that she needed to get to the door, but she was in too much pain. "Steph, I can't." She said, defeat clear in her voice.

She heard her friend digging around for something and then a clicking sound told her that her friend had found a way in. Seeing her come into the room and putting away a credit card, she felt like she was a lost child seeing it's mother for the first time after being separated.

"Oh my God! Nikki!" The doctor called out and ran to her side.

She didn't need to be told what happened when she saw her half dressed friend lying on the bed.

"Nikki, I need to look you over ok." She said in a soft tone. Working at a clinic she had been faced with this before many times, but she had never thought that her favorite nurse and friend would be one of the victims she treated.

Only able to nod, Nikki rolled over and tried to stifle the scream that was trying to work its way out of her.

"Oh Nikki." She heard the doctor say in a sad voice as she saw the pain that the young girl was in. "Ok, I'm going to press on your abdomen, tell me if it hurts or you feel any pain."

Again, Nikki was only able to nod.

Pressing lightly on the right side of her tummy, Staph stopped as soon as she heard a sharp intake of breath. Knowing that it wasn't a good sign she stopped.

"It hurts, it really hurt." Nikki sobbed.

"Ok, Nikki as much as I know you aren't going to like it, we have to get you to the hospital. There could be internal bleeding, and there may be internal damage that needs to be repaired." She said, starting to aid her in pulling her pants back up. She didn't miss the large blood stain on the bed that was gathering under her. "I'll call your dad as soon as we get you to the hospital."

"No! He's going to freak out, he can't know!" Nikki plead with her friend.

"Nikki, he's your father. He loves you and he is worried about you. I'll talk to him for you alright." She rubbed her hair lightly, hopping to calm her down. "I know that your eighteenth birthday is a few days away, but until then you're still under the care of your parents. As a doctor, I have to call them."

Everything that happened after that was a whirlwind to her as she closed off into herself, begging God that everything would go smoothly with her father. He had made it clear that he didn't like her dating older men, and everything that they had done had been at their house under his watchful eye, until now.

She had been right about her father being upset when he found out what had happened. He had yelled at her the whole way home. He mother crying in the front seat, unable to come to terms with what happened to her baby girl.

"I told you something like this would happen! But did you listen to me NO!" He shouted from the driver's seat, his face an angry red as he continued to vent his anger. "God help you if he got you pregnant! What are the people at church going to think when they hear this?"

She hadn't thought about others finding out, and the fear of their judgment caused her breathing to quicken.

Once they had gotten to the hospital, Steph had done all the talking and even dealt with the police to report the rape. They had done all types of tests and it would take awhile to get all the results back. They had offered her the 'morning after' pill; however her upbringing wouldn't allow her to take it.

As a Christian she was taught that life began at conception, and to take a pill that would prevent and put a stop to any further development was wrong to her, it was the same a murder in her eyes.

She thought that everything was getting better as the weeks passed, all her blood work came back negative, and she had been given time off to deal with the trauma. Her world came to a sudden stop when she woke up one morning and had to rush to the bathroom, she knew right then what the cause was.

Talking to her mother, they had made a doctor's appointment and had her fears confirmed. She dreaded her father finding out, and her mother told her that it would all work out, things happened for a reason.

What either one of them had expected was the furry that her father had shown when he was told.

"Get out of my house! I never want to see your face in this house again! Do you hear me! Take your butt and that bastard child of yours and get the hell out of my house! I won't have my house tainted with your sins! GET OUT!"

Only having a few minutes to gather a few things in her pack she tried to say good bye to her mother only to have her father roughly pull her out of her mother's arms and tossed out of the house.

"Daddy please, it wasn't my fault!" She tried to reason with him.

Before slamming the door closed behind her, her father looked her in the eye with hate and anger. "Don't call me that. You're dead to me."

Authors notes: ok, I know it's not the happiest chapter, but I feel that it's important to understand where she is coming from and what she has been though. The boys are going to be in the next chapter! I'm sure you are all ready to see Sam and Dean. I wonder how they are going to react to seeing their father with a young pregnant girl…things could get heated next chapter!

Please let me know how I'm doing, and let me know if something doesn't make sense.