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Chapter 13: Aarons Party

It was Aarons party, it was held on a Friday. He may have been the star and the king and light of the party, but that was in the back of everyone else's minds. Right now, about 50 some adults where packed into Shannon and Sayid's house, sipping wines and putting presents on the table.

Kate and Claire were standing near the table sipping their wine and watching the presents rise. Claire leaned over to Kate, her lips almost touching Kate's ear. "Someone had better have given me something!" Claire giggled.

Kate was feeling a bit tipsy from five glasses of drinks and she was sure Claire was to. Claire suddenly sighed and leaned against the beige wall of the living room. "Kate?" She asked. Kate turned her head. "Did you tell Jack about your little problem?" She asked, one eyebrow raised. Kate shook her head. Claire lifted a finger and shook it at her. "Shame, shame, I know your name." She scolded playfully. Kate giggled and grabbed Kate's finger, shushing her as she did so. Kate glanced around the room, her eyebrows raised.

"He might be here!" She warned mischievously.

"You came with him!" Claire told her.

"No, I haven't, not yet." Kate said grinning at Claire and the two burst out laughing. But Kate stopped. "But, I mean, he should know about my problem after all, I've had it since we where eighteen…and seventeen." She said looking up to her right with out moving her head. She looked back at Claire and nodded.

"Kate!" Jack called. Kate turned and her drink spilled a little. "Its nearly midnight and we haven't cut the cake…"

"But, Jack! Charlie already cut the cheese!" Kate told him seriously and Claire burst out laughing she walked around laughing and walked right into the kitchen and came out rather surprised.

"Kate…are you drunk?" Jack said hesitantly, starting her right in the eye.

"Are you?" Kate asked back.

"No."

"Well, neither am I." Jack sighed and grabbed Kate's drink and set it on the table, then he grabbed Claire's and set hers down as well, grabbed both their wrists and dragged them through the crowd to Charlie.

Charlie was sitting with a young brunette; she must have been about sixteen, and maybe a model as well. Charlie saw Claire and Kate and jumped up from the girls arms. "What happened?" He asked. Jack sighed.

"Does Kate still have an alcohol problem?" Jack demanded. Charlie nodded slowly. "Why the hell didn't you guys tell me? Or do anything about it?" He glared at Charlie. "Come on, we better leaver her with Shannon and Sayid, take your date, we can give her a ride to her house and take Kate with us." Charlie nodded and they left Claire with Sayid. Then they headed out to Jacks car and buckled Kate in the back with the other girl. "What's your address?" Jack asked her. He was looking at her in the rearview mirror and saw her glance at Charlie.

"Actually, Jack, this is a one stop trip." Charlie told him. Jack raised an eyebrow at him.

"I am not taking a thirteen year old girl to your house so you can sleep with her." Jack said.

"She's not thirteen for god sakes, Jack, she's eighteen, a full fledge adult!" Charlie said. Jack frowned and studied her in the mirror.

"Can I see ID?" Jack asked. The girl blushed and reached for her designer purse.

"No!" Charlie yelled. Jack and the girl looked at him in alarm. "You're not my father or something Jack! She's eighteen!" Charlie insisted. Jack sighed and shook his head before taking off towards their house.

Jack picked Kate up and carried her to her room in her house; he pulled off her shoes and socks and laid her in bed, pulling the covers up over top of her. He kissed head and was about to leave when Kate mumbled something. Jack frowned and leaned in closer, he felt to wet lips put a kiss on his ear.

"Thank you, Jack." She whispered. "I'm sorry. It never happened in that first year of collage. It was after I left it happened." Jack sighed and knew he was to blame. "But I need self control." Kate said as if reading his mind. "You have to help me, Jack." She paused for a long while. "Good night." Jack got up and moved towards the door, he turned off the light and stood in the hallway.

"Goodnight, Katie."