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All These Things that I've Done

Oh God. I stare at their faces. Dean's is filled with anger and rage, but Sam's is filled with sadness and confusion. Staring into their eyes like a deer in the headlights I try to swallow the lump now formed in my throat. Looking down, I notice that I am still on top of Ethan. I quickly jump off the couch and Ethan stands up looking intimidated by Dean's evil glare. I look around for my shirt but when I see Dean marching towards me I quickly cross my arms over my chest, trying to cover as much of my skin as I can.

"What the hell?!" Dean yells. 'What is going on?"

I jump back startled and try to explain myself "We were just kissing" My voice is quiet and I am silently praying that he will believe me.

Dean gives me a look calling my bluff and he motions to my clothes…or lack there of "Really?"

I lower my head and look at my current state. I have no shirt on and the only thing covering my chest is my blue polka-dot bra. My jeans are undone and the top of my matching panties can be seen. I inwardly cringe at the situation before I zip and button my jeans.

"Listen man, it's not…." Ethan starts but is cut off by Dean.

"I really don't want to hear from you right now!" Dean bites out pissed, almost as a warning.

"We didn't do anything!" Ethan yells defensively. Bad move. No one talks back to Dean. I glance worriedly over at Ethan for the first time since Sam and Dean had arrived. He looks flustered but stands his ground, looking straight at Dean.

"I told you to shut up!" Dean shouts with so much anger that chills are sent down my spine.

I jump back scared and tears start to build up in my eyes. I look down trying to not let it show but Sam must have known. It's like he has some sort of beeper that goes off when I'm sad. I look up to see him finally move from his position by the door and walk behind the couch. I wonder where he is going but understand when I see him bend down and come up with my shirt. He walks over to me with little expression on his face, but I can see his hurt and anger.

"Come on, we have to talk." He says handing me the shirt and leading me out of the room quietly. I nod but before we are out of sight I turn and give Dean a sad pleading look, hoping that he won't be an ass to Ethan.

We walk down the hallway and come to an empty guestroom. Sam walks in and I follow him placing the shirt back over my head.

"You're mad at me, aren't you?" I ask quietly, looking down at my arms crossed over my chest.

"I'm not mad" Sam sighs "I'm just disappointed. You know better than this. What's going on with you?"

"Nothing." I shake my head trying to brush off the topic "Do we have to talk about this?" I look up pleadingly.

"You're fifteen and having sex" he looks at me deadpan "Of course we have to talk about it."

"Wait" I stop him "Who says that I am having sex?"

A questioning expression comes over his face "Well I just walked…"

"Yeah, I know what you just saw, but that doesn't mean I'm having sex."

"So you've never had sex, but you were gonna sleep with someone you've known for a grand total of twenty four hours." I could swear I saw a little bit of disgust come across his face.

I look back down ashamed and wrap my arms around my body; almost trying to protect myself from his imminent reaction "I guess" My shoulders shrug. Why do I have to be so stupid? It was just a moment of lust with Ethan, now look what it has become.

I wait for his reaction. I wait for the screaming or the banging, but I hear nothing. I look up and Sam looks like he has just gotten the wind knocked out of him. He backs up to the bed, with his eyes glued to a spot on the ground. He sits on the bed trying to process the information.

"Sam…" I say quietly, hoping he will respond to me.

"What am I going to do?" He asks lost.

"What?" My voice raises only a little and I walk closer to him trying to hear him better.

"I've helped raise you for about two years. I helped with homework, carpooling and been there for you when you're hurt, physically and emotionally. But I don't know how to deal with things like this. Jess was always there for the girl stuff. I don't know what I'm doing." He sounds so broken and confused as he stares down at his hands, picking subconsciously at his fingernails.

I sigh as I bite my lip to hold back the tears forming. I need to be strong right now. Sam needs me. I walk over to the bed and sit down next to him, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"You're right Sam" I say and he looks at me quizzically "You always have been there for me…and you always will be." He glances up at me and I give him a reassuring smile "And when I do stupid things, like almost lose my virginity to some guy I barely know, you'll be there to tell me what an idiot I was being." I smirk at the end and give him a slight shove, successfully trying to make him chuckle.

"You know if I didn't know any better I would think you were the adult." Sam smiles shoving me back.

"I get that a lot." I smile arrogantly.

"Seriously Jen" He says staring into my eyes "You're a smart girl. You just have to remember that sometimes."

I smile up at him "And you thought you didn't know what to do." I say teasingly. "Like I said, you're gonna do fine."

He shrugs his shoulders "I guess we'll see."

"So does this mean I'm off the hook for what happened?" I ask with a hopeful smile.

"No way, kid." He shakes his head "When we get back home I'll give you your punishment."

"I figured." I shrug disappointed. "Can I at least help out with the rest of the hunt?"

"Well you could if the hunt wasn't over." He says almost letting me down easy.

"What?"

"Turns out his brother used some sort of Egyptian mythology to bring him back. We went to see him and convinced him to reverse it." He explained.

"Ohhhh" I sigh let down. I feel so bad. This whole time I have been begging Sam and Dean to teach me to hunt and when it comes down to it I flake out. "I'm sorry I bailed on the hunt." I say, feeling guilty.

"I know" He nods "Just don't let it happen again."

I nod and he wraps me in a hug and I rest my head against his chest "Hey Sam" I tilt my head so I can meet his eyes.

"Yeah" He looks down at me.

"I know you said I shouldn't get involved with people on hunts, but the hunt is over so can I keep in touch with Ethan?"

He pulls back and looks at me skeptically "Why?"

"Because he's nice and I like him." I say simply.

"I don't know."

"Please" I beg pulling on his arm "Pretty Please"

He looks torn but I know that I have gotten to him "Dean isn't going to like this" he says.

"Thank you, Thank you!" I jump giving him a huge hug that almost causes him to fall over.

"Yea, well we better get back out there before Dean kills your boyfriend." He says getting up and holding out his hand for me to take.

"He's not my boyfriend" I warn taking his hand.

We have been in the car for about two hours and Sam is sleeping in the passenger seat. I am laying down in the backseat staring at Ethan's name in the contact list of my cell phone. The light from the phone cuts through the darkness of the night. I space out thinking of the feeling I got as his lips brushed against mine, the tingling and natural high that came over me. I am lost in the thought when I hear the radio come on. I look up and see Dean playing with the switches. I smile sitting up and resting my head on the back of the front seat.

"Anything good on?" I ask before letting out a yawn.

He looks back at me "Sorry I didn't mean to wake you. You should go back to sleep." He reaches to turn down the volume.

"Don't" I say placing a hand on his arm "I wasn't sleeping, just thinking."

He nods moving his hand back to the steering wheel. I keep my head rested on the seat and close my eyes as the music from the radio soothes my mind.

"I love this song" I say softly, listening to Paint it Black by The Rolling Stones come through the speakers.

Dean nods "Yeah, it's a good song." He looks back at me "I wish Sam had good taste in music like you."

"Sam has good taste in music." I say.

"But I thought you liked…" Dean motions to the radio.

"I do. So what? I can't like both." I give him a testing look.

"No, you can" he says "People just usually don't."

"Yeah, well I hate being usual"

Dean looks back at me smiling "Mission accomplished."

I smirk as I sit back in my seat and lie down on my back with my head resting on the pillow I have against the car door. I am looking up at the roof of the impala and my mind goes through all of today's events. I remember the nausea, the kissing, the fighting, the making up and the packing. I still feel bad about how I left in the middle of a hunt. I know Sam forgives me, but I can't keep from wondering if Dean is mad at me for it. I wanted to apologize for it so many times today, but I always chickened out. I might as well tell him now. I can get it off my chest and then I can just say I'm tired and go to sleep. I debate it in my head for almost ten minutes when I finally decide to speak.

"Hey Dean" I say playing with my hands that are resting on my stomach.

"Yeah" He glances back at me.

"I'm sorry about what happened on the hunt" It sounds rushed and awkward, but I know that he understood me.

He looks back at me smiling "It was your first hunt, don't worry about it." He places a hand on my knee reassuringly.

His attention is soon back on the road and I couldn't be more confused "Hold up." I sit up "You're not mad about it?"

"No. Why would I be?" He now looks confused.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe the fact that I begged you to teach me to hunt and you spent so much time training me." I am looking at him like he should be catching on but he isn't and I am feeling worse about it as I keep speaking.

"Listen, you messed up. I know that and you know that. But I also know that you're not gonna let it happen again." He looks back at me quickly before returning his eyes back to the road.

A feeling washes over me and I can't help but smile. Even after the past month or so I still sometimes thought that Dean thought as me as a burden. I mean, since moving into the house unless we are joking around or training we don't really talk too much. And to hear that he believes that I will succeed and do well really means a lot to me.

As my smile grows I can't help but reach over the seat and give him a small peck on the cheek. I pull back and smile at the shocked look on his face.

"What was that for?" He asks surprised.

"For being a good friend" I say laying back down in the backseat. I start to drift to sleep but not before I catch the smile come across Dean's face.

I wake up to the Sam shaking my shoulder lightly. I squirm as I open my eyelids and let in the sun light. "Are we home?" I ask rubbing the tiredness out of my eyes.

"Almost" He says and I look around to see we are right down the street. We drive for another minute before we come to our house. As we pull in the driveway I almost jump seeing Charlie sitting on my porch and her car in the driveway.

"Calm down" Sam laughs as I jump out of the car right as it comes to a complete stop.

"Oh My God! I missed you so much!" I yell running to Charlie.

"I missed you to Jenny Bean!" She yells hugging me and using the nickname she gave me after finding out my favorite candy was Jelly Belly's.

We only embrace for a few moments before she pulls away "So how was your Grandma?" She asks and I smile at her biting my lip to keep from laughing at the lie.

"Oh she was good…old, but good."

"Well you missed so much while you were gone" She says grabbing my arms excitedly.

"What?" I ask desperate for gossip.

"Well" She starts with amusement already radiating off of her "on Friday at cheerleading practice Kaylee fell off the top of the pyramid and broke her ass!"

"Shut up!" I yell laughing "How do you break your ass?"

"Well she broke her tailbone" Charlie explains "But saying she broke her ass makes it so much funnier!"

"Totally!" I laugh when Sam and Dean come up with their bags. "You girls look like you're having fun." Sam says amused.

"How can you not when you're talking about public humiliation?" I ask smiling.

"Okay?" Sam says as he and Dean give us a weird look.

"Can Charlie stay for breakfast?" I ask Sam sticking out my bottom lip and looping my arm through Charlie's.

"Sure" He smiles "But you guys have to make it."

"Deal!" I smile running to the car with Charlie and getting my bag out of the car. After I throw the bag over my shoulder we skip like losers into the house arm and arm laughing.

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