FIC: My Home is Where you are Chapter 23
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szarabasjkaTittle: My Home Is Where You Are
Universe: RPF/Supernatural AU
Author: Kali
beta not yet
gender: AU
Characters: Jeffrey Dean Morgan, Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Genevieve Cortesse- Padalecki, Danneel Harris Ackles, Misha Collins/Victoria Vantoch. Osric Chao, Samantha Ferris, Julian Richings, Lauren Cohan, Amanda Tapping. Eric Kripke and as tribute to late Dear Director and Supernatural*the show* friend: Kim Manners.
NCIS:Michael Weatherly, Cote De Pablo, Sean Murray Mark Harmon, David McCalum,
Others: Christian Kane, mentions of Beth Risgraff, Aldis Hodge, others and a million OFC and OMC
rathed; +k
Pairing:JDM/JA, JP/GC, Boaz Prestley/DHA,
Warnings:a/b/o dynamics, abuse,
Spoilers:none, but you'll find a million of references
Summary: Jeff and Jared found a fertile O who just gave birth, Jensen is very innocent, to protect this victim Jeff a rejected alpha has to take him home and help him recover from the trauma and recover his past life, everything their parents left for him and punish the man who left him an orphan.
A/N: I tend to think in the weirdest things when preparing myself for stress, this one came for a promp on a SPNkink-meme.
A/N 2: WARNING FOR POSSIBLE TRIGGER in this and other chapters.
So... here it comes
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part_1 part_2 part_3 part_4 part_5 part_6 part_7 part_8 part_9 part_10 part_11 part_12 part_13 part_14 part_15 part_16 part_17 part_18 part_19 part_20 part_21 part_22
***
Jensen was crying, while the whiskey smelling breath of Michael Weatherly was bathing his face, the bastard knotted him and he kept repeating he’d be alone, that Jeff was a reject and had no right to a partner, that even if he could have one he would never pick a whore like Jensen , That he’d be with his kids and Jensen wasn’t important. The Michael fell over him, his come filling him.
He cried, cried hard, but then while Michael was almost passed out on top of him he decided things.
He will fight; he will fight not because he had someone to go back to, not because he had to take care of what his parents left. Neither because Michael didn’t deserve anything, he’d fight because of him, because nobody had the right to decide for him, over him. This was for no one else but himself.
So he moved his hands and held the wire, moved it against Michael’s throat and pulled as hard as he could, Michael started kicking and whimpering in the small air he could get, and kept pressing, his legs that were kicked apart by Michael were tight around him now, holding him as close as he wanted to be, and Jensen pulled, and pulled, until he couldn’t hold the wire anymore. The only way, the only way to be free now, was killing him, with Michael dead he could do once more as he please, so he kept pulling against every attempt of his victim to get free.
Until someone was there pulling him away and he started crying harder, Michael was breathing that much was obvious for the pitiful whimpers he let out. But he was finally free, to do and go as he pleased.
***
“Shh, is okay sweetheart you’re safe… you’re with me now” Jeff held his boy while he cried, Bisou was lapping at the boy’s face desperate for some attention and for a couple minutes it made no sense for Jensen, Why he felt like he was home again? Why was Bee with him?
The strong deep voice of Jeff was there, calling for an ambulance, it was not his imagination, his eyes opened and his sobs doubled, his hands wanted to push him away, knowing that he had been knotted, that Michael had come inside of him; everything once Danni told him came back to his head, memories of happy times.
He opened his eyes and found chocolate ones on his, and he felt shame and helplessness all over again.
Jeff held him close “I’m sorry… I’m sorry sweetie, I’m sorry I wasn’t there” and hugged him tighter.
Jensen sobbed “No, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, no one will want me now…” and sniffled turning to the SWAT guys arriving “I’m naked in front of all them… and they know…” and Jensen started sobbing.
Jeff held him closer, pulling the leather jacket over him “I’m here. And I’ll kill every and each one of them if they do as much as to look at you funny…” and bending over his boy kissed his brow “you’ll go with me to the hospital, they’ll patch you up and you will go back with me, we’re going home and to hell with what Beaver or anyone else needs…” Jensen let himself dream for a while, finally able to sleep.
Jeff was too happy to have his boy to care about Michael but the murderous looks were more than obvious, and the easy calm facade on Michael made things even worst
The trip to the ambulance was a mess, Jensen woke up the second Jeff tried to leave him for the EMT’s to work and started screaming and crying “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Jeff, please don’t leave me, please, don’t go”
It was almost funny, if it weren’t heartbreaking having Jeff sitting on the gurney with Jensen curled on his lap, while the doctors started an IV line and covered his wrists and ankles, when one of them wanted to touch Jensen’s genitals he hissed and slapped the hand away “Baby, they have to see, okay? To be sure you’re not bleeding or something… so we can go.”
Jensen hid his face against his shoulder and shook his head from side to side making Jeff smile, that’s when the dog started her show, Bisou was not gonna let them drive in a different car and no matter what she always ended up in the ambulance, the driver said something about regulations and Bisou barked and growled in warning while the other guy asked once more to check Jensen so they could go and got another swat on his hand for his trouble.
Jeff looked perplexed from his boy to his dog “Stop you two… let them work, Jen, please, if they don’t look down there we’re not going and I want this to be over ASAP, Bee… sit quietly so they can ignore you’re there or you’ll be going in a different car and not with your pup, are we clear?” and shook Jensen a little making the boy look up but he kept shaking his head “what?” finally the boy raised his eyes.
“I don’t want you to see… ” Jensen’s eyes were red rimmed and his face was dirty.
Jeff’s eyes melted and he tried hard not to look sad “I won’t look, I can even wait outside…” he tried to move but Jensen held him close
“Here, stay here… just don’t look” Jeff smiled and hugged him closer while the technician checked him.
“everything seems fine… no real bleeding even if he’s… you know... puffed and irritated down here” looked into Jeff’s face “is it true? The other guy was choked by your mate?”
Jeff wanted to believe if even for a little while that Jensen could be his.
***
Jeff had to leave Jensen alone, the doctors assured him he’d be okay, and Dr. Ceuta took Jensen’s hand and smiled to Jeff before the door got closed.
Both guys counted the seconds until the doctor allowed Jeff back in. He moved without even looking around to Jensen’s side, the boy was already holding his hand out for Jeff. Dr. Ceuta looked at them and smiled “well, so far… Jensen, you’re fine, your labs came kinda okay… ” and to Jeff “we took the rape kit and some pictures, someone else did, just in case they try to say I’m biased.” She smiled to Jeff “everything looks just fine…” and then she sighed, “except for one little thing… Jeff if that’s okay we’d like to have another sample of your blood…” Jeff agreed but when the doctor left Jensen held him.
Jeff looked at him and smiled, Jensen face was covered in bruises and had his lips broken and dry, both eyes black and even if they tried there was still a bit of dried blood on his left ear “what is it?”
Jensen blinked trying to gather strength “you can tell me anything sweetheart…” Jeff sat again next to Jensen and saw how his eyes turned red and filled with tears “baby... it’s okay, you’re safe, I don’t have to go, I’ll be here for you… okay?” Jensen shook his head no; biting his lips to stop the sobs
“I’m sorry... I swear I did my best… but Michael… I’m sorry…” Jeff tried to hug him tried to say it was fine “your kids Jeff, I don’t know... I couldn’t”
Jeff hugged the boy against his struggles “baby… my precious, precious boy” and kept laughing “Thank you… they’re safe… we found them, and they told me you helped them.” And kissed his forehead,
Jensen raised his eyes and a small smile appeared on his face “really?” Jeff nodded
“They’re with their mother, we can call and talk to them if you want…” he couldn’t say anything else because Jensen plunged forward and kissed him. He was in borrowed time and he’d make every second count. When Jeff, surprised tried to pull away Jensen whined and wrapped his arms around his neck, so Jeff’s arm crept on Jensen’s back and he kissed back wanting nothing more than reassure the young man.
Much to his surprise the moment his hands moved to the small curve of Jensen’s lower back the boy jolted and moved away gasping desperate for some room “HEY! hey... don’t freak out, I’m here.. I’m here and…”
“I’m safe with you…” Jensen smiled “I know… ” and a yawn stole the smile that was on his face “I can sleep now, I’m safe…” and burrowed himself in his cover and smiling closed his eyes “but we’re gonna kiss again when I wake up…” Jeff let out a laugh and left the room, the next second Bisou was on the bed next to Jensen and the boy hugged his old friend.
***
Jeff and Jensen stayed in the hospital room for a total of two days, until he was discharged, since the manor was still closed as crime scene and Jensen didn’t want to leave Jeff’s side, they went to Jeff’s Hotel room. The Alphabeto pack was there, Cliff opened the door and Jensen was tackled back my Mark who had him in a hug; Julie was behind and was crying, hugged him tight and kissed him on the lips making him squeak in a very unmanly manner.
Rob and Osric, the pair... were relieved they said.
Christian, he cried more than any, said he was sorry, that he should’ve done his job better; Jensen reassured him, said it was okay that Cliff told him about the boys and his great job.
Misha waited until everyone was sitting and calmed to approach his friend “Jensen…” said blue eyes piercing “I’m sorry, I’m really sorry, it was our fault, you needed us and we failed you”
Jensen rolled his eyes and scoffed “yeah, because you guys having a life was the reason why that bastard decided to…” and his playful spirit left him, horrible images flooded his head, pain and embarrassment, and the grunting. It was the sound what he remembers more, the sound fills his head at random times and he feels like passing out. In a second Jeff had his hand, and Jensen fell against him, his hard chest supporting him while Jeff’s arms wrapped around his shoulders, sitting there, in such a intimate manner made him feel just right, those times when they were out and others like Rob or Christian’s partner or Felicia and Misha’s dates were there he felt off, most of the pack were involved with someone, but not Jensen, not until now…
Misha’s eyes traveled to Jeff’s arms and the places where their bodies were touching before letting out a small laugh “so… four weeks...”
Jensen leaned even closer “more like 40 years” Jensen said and Jeff made a sound, to Misha it was like a pigeon’s call and caressed Jensen’s arm. “But I’m fine… I’ll be ready to work as soon as the infection is gone…” and showed his wrists while Jeff made another of those adoring dove purrs and caressed Jensen’s ear. Blue piercing eyes held Jeff’s gaze for a couple seconds before Misha smiled
“No rush… without Michael it’s far easier to deal with everything.” He offered once again looking at his friend “you know in case you need more rest and…” smirking to Jeff “some free time with…” Jensen blushed and pulled away.
Jensen felt like someone punched him in the stomach “I don’t’ think…” and half turned to Jeff
Jeff saw the hesitancy in his boy and stepped up “we’re not really making plans right now, we’re gonna go home for a couple days but once he’s… you know… better he’ll decide…” a hand traveled to Jensen and pulled him against his chest again. But Jensen didn’t smile anymore.
Felicia was the first coming back to hug him, and then Osric with a couple questions about his dad’s formula, then Rob joined the questions and started talking about the chain they were missing and Sam was there too, and one thing and another until Jensen felt overwhelmed.
Jeff noticed he wasn’t around the rest while he was discussing the last cowboys – Seahawks game with Christian and Julie, so he went looking for him, found Misha in the kitchen who was coming out worried “hey... have you seen Jensen?” asked the blue eyed man and Jeff panicked for a second. They moved across the small place looking for Jensen.
Jeff found him sitting on the bathroom caressing Bisou while the dog was lapping his chin making him giggle “Hey baby…” Jensen looked up and smiled “you okay?”
Jensen nodded and waited until Jeff sat next to him, the dog moving from one to the other of his boys “it was just... I needed some time for myself” said ashamed “I’m sorry” Jeff moved to hold him but Jensen moved away. They were back in square one, when Jensen didn’t let him getting close enough to touch
“It’s okay, there’s nothing to sorry, but you’re okay, right?”
Jensen nodded and moved closer to Jeff leaning against his side “I just need a nap and I’ll be just fine…” Jeff stood and offered Jensen his hand, at the door Misha was there looking at them.
***
Richings passed between desks to the one a fat lawyer was in, the guy was sitting there with a stupid smug face “Your client will stay in the Burnwood correctional until his trial is set”
The fat guy got up worried “excuse me? But you can’t!! Mr. Weatherly didn’t do anything wrong…”
Julian Richings closed the short distance until he was on the man’s personal space, he could smell the greasy pork sandwich the lawyer must have had for lunch and the smell of cigarettes on his clothes, anger made his black somber eyes gleam dangerously “nothing wrong? Do you know what he did? He kidnapped and raped a kid… and killed his own mother, not to mention what he did to his mother’s minions” and slowly as if his tone were directed only to make the guy smile “the rape is enough for me to be mad, the boys he took… those poor innocent children?” and smiling “let’s say Mr. McNally that is not a bad thing he’s behind bars, he could have all kind of twisted painful accidents… you know... if some bad, bad person get his hand in your Oh So innocent client” and the man sat petrified for the obvious danger. “Calm down, Mr. McNally, you don’t want to have a stroke, do you?” Richings was walking past him to the cell where Michael Weatherly was locked.
“y-you must know that… Mr. Weatherly’s Mate… M-Mr. Ackles, he must be returned to Mr. Weatherly… and sex between an alpha and an Omega mate is always consensual” Richings had the doorknob on his hand when he turned to the man and moved as if he were a spirit
“That poor kid is not mated to this bastard” and turned back, it took him a minute to be in front of Weatherly “you better pray for that kid not to be mated to you or I’ll make him a widower”
For a split Second seemed like Weatherly wanted to laugh but when his eyes landed on Julian’s eyes he turned pale “you must know that I like that kid very much Michael, and I don’t really like many people… so trust me, this is not an empty threat” and turning to the side of the cell “and just in case, DJ is already fixing the broken camera right, Quails” and a voice on the speaker system *Yes, Detective Richings, it’ll be fixed by this afternoon* Michael’s eyes moved once more to the predatory black gaze, and the terrifying grin on that skinny face.
But the statement was placed; Jensen Ackles was mated to Michael Weatherly, according to his lawyer, in which case the rape charges should be dropped.
The judge designated a medical examiner, Dr Mark Sheppard to check on Jensen, to dictate if the boy is or not mated.
Richings himself drove Jeff and Jensen to the airport and waved them good bye, but instead of that should be bringing them back to the station, this way even if the claim were stated, Jensen would be away.
***
Jim saw Jensen right after the pack left, the man was still holding his weight on a cane and Cliff was behind him, but Jensen was droopy eyed and tired and skittish, the round of hugs and kisses and touches that came with the pack leaving was too much, right after Misha saw them moved to the other room and to tell everyone to leave that Jensen wanted to sleep.
Now the older guy got close “hello little thing” and caressed his arm making the boy jump away and hide his face in Jeff’s shoulder whining pitifully.
Jeff caressed his hair, longer now without maintenance “baby, it is Jim, you like him, right?” and tried to pry Jensen’s arms from around his neck so the boy could face his Godfather.
Jim felt hurt but understood “is okay, its okay, Jeff, don’t force him…” Jim spoke and sighed and let Jeff caress Jensen’s hair.
“I’m sorry” Jeff smiled “he was fine but his friends came and he’s tired…” and to Jensen “but this will be the last time I excuse him… he’s a big boy and he’ll act like one” Jeff smiled when Jensen made a sound against his shirt and couldn’t stop himself from kiss his head and Jim let out a chuckle.
Jim felt bad for Jensen not wanting to be touched by him, but then, after all he wasn’t alone, or sad or at risk, because Jeff would first die than let the boy get hurt.”Okay then, I’ll leave, we’ll get things ready for you to come home…”
Jensen jolted facing him “NO! I’m going home with Jeff…” once more Beaver was left speechless
“li’l one…”
“My name is Jensen… and I’m going home with Jeff… while I can…” Jensen said sad hiding once more against Jeff’s neck, repeating the *while I can* in deep inhales of his skin.
The next day Richings got to the room and asked Jeff if he was taking the boy to New York with him and helped them to arrange everything.
Once on the plane Jensen sat on Jeff’s lap and even if the older man refused at first kissed him, the flight lasted four hours and all that time Jensen was on top of him.
“What happen with you?” asked amused making Jensen squirm and hold tighter “not that I mind having you all over me, precious” and kissed him “but there has to be a reason”.
Jeff waited thinking that maybe he wouldn’t have an answer when Jensen spoke “There… when… every time, every time I thought of this, when he was… I imagined you and me, in my bed with Bisou on top of your legs not letting move not letting you go far from me, your arms on me” and desperate hands moved Jeff’s to his hips “every time he forced me to… kiss him, I remembered how good it was with you, he never touched me… never, I was with you all the time…” closed his eyes and inhaled deeply on Jeff’s chest and neck “and I need to… I want to remember this, only this” Jeff felt like crying, and his arms wrapped the boy close, for once he kissed Jensen first, and kept kissing him until Jensen whimpered and tried to move riding one of his legs, chest pressed against Jeff and moaned Oh so pretty.
“Baby… please… please…” Jeff was desperate, desperate and so hard “we can’t… not here… please… DAMN! You’re gonna be the death of me…” eyes closed he moved to rub Jensen’s crotch; the second his hands touched his boy Jensen shuddered and made a sound.
Someone cleared her throat making Jensen gasp and plaster himself over Jeff “Sorry to bother you Sir…” the flying attendant was smiling at them “I’m afraid we’re about to land and you have to sit and fasten your seat belt” Jensen groaned and then mumbled a thank you, at the same time Jeff did, the girl left and Jeff chuckled feeling Jensen’s nose against his shirt “come on sweetheart”
Jensen moaned again “I don’t want to… I…” and kinda sobbed “I made a mess…” Jeff held Jensen’s head and pushed him away enough to see those amazing green eyes.
“You came?” and Jensen’s blush was the cutest thing he ever felt. “You came just because of my hands?” Jensen’s toes curled with the low rumble of the man’s voice.
Universe: RPF/Supernatural AU
Author: Kali
beta not yet
gender: AU
Characters: Jeffrey Dean Morgan, Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Genevieve Cortesse- Padalecki, Danneel Harris Ackles, Misha Collins/Victoria Vantoch. Osric Chao, Samantha Ferris, Julian Richings, Lauren Cohan, Amanda Tapping. Eric Kripke and as tribute to late Dear Director and Supernatural*the show* friend: Kim Manners.
NCIS:Michael Weatherly, Cote De Pablo, Sean Murray Mark Harmon, David McCalum,
Others: Christian Kane, mentions of Beth Risgraff, Aldis Hodge, others and a million OFC and OMC
rathed; +k
Pairing:JDM/JA, JP/GC, Boaz Prestley/DHA,
Warnings:a/b/o dynamics, abuse,
Spoilers:none, but you'll find a million of references
Summary: Jeff and Jared found a fertile O who just gave birth, Jensen is very innocent, to protect this victim Jeff a rejected alpha has to take him home and help him recover from the trauma and recover his past life, everything their parents left for him and punish the man who left him an orphan.
A/N: I tend to think in the weirdest things when preparing myself for stress, this one came for a promp on a SPNkink-meme.
A/N 2: WARNING FOR POSSIBLE TRIGGER in this and other chapters.
So... here it comes
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part_1 part_2 part_3 part_4 part_5 part_6 part_7 part_8 part_9 part_10 part_11 part_12 part_13 part_14 part_15 part_16 part_17 part_18 part_19 part_20 part_21 part_22
***
Jensen was crying, while the whiskey smelling breath of Michael Weatherly was bathing his face, the bastard knotted him and he kept repeating he’d be alone, that Jeff was a reject and had no right to a partner, that even if he could have one he would never pick a whore like Jensen , That he’d be with his kids and Jensen wasn’t important. The Michael fell over him, his come filling him.
He cried, cried hard, but then while Michael was almost passed out on top of him he decided things.
He will fight; he will fight not because he had someone to go back to, not because he had to take care of what his parents left. Neither because Michael didn’t deserve anything, he’d fight because of him, because nobody had the right to decide for him, over him. This was for no one else but himself.
So he moved his hands and held the wire, moved it against Michael’s throat and pulled as hard as he could, Michael started kicking and whimpering in the small air he could get, and kept pressing, his legs that were kicked apart by Michael were tight around him now, holding him as close as he wanted to be, and Jensen pulled, and pulled, until he couldn’t hold the wire anymore. The only way, the only way to be free now, was killing him, with Michael dead he could do once more as he please, so he kept pulling against every attempt of his victim to get free.
Until someone was there pulling him away and he started crying harder, Michael was breathing that much was obvious for the pitiful whimpers he let out. But he was finally free, to do and go as he pleased.
***
“Shh, is okay sweetheart you’re safe… you’re with me now” Jeff held his boy while he cried, Bisou was lapping at the boy’s face desperate for some attention and for a couple minutes it made no sense for Jensen, Why he felt like he was home again? Why was Bee with him?
The strong deep voice of Jeff was there, calling for an ambulance, it was not his imagination, his eyes opened and his sobs doubled, his hands wanted to push him away, knowing that he had been knotted, that Michael had come inside of him; everything once Danni told him came back to his head, memories of happy times.
He opened his eyes and found chocolate ones on his, and he felt shame and helplessness all over again.
Jeff held him close “I’m sorry… I’m sorry sweetie, I’m sorry I wasn’t there” and hugged him tighter.
Jensen sobbed “No, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, no one will want me now…” and sniffled turning to the SWAT guys arriving “I’m naked in front of all them… and they know…” and Jensen started sobbing.
Jeff held him closer, pulling the leather jacket over him “I’m here. And I’ll kill every and each one of them if they do as much as to look at you funny…” and bending over his boy kissed his brow “you’ll go with me to the hospital, they’ll patch you up and you will go back with me, we’re going home and to hell with what Beaver or anyone else needs…” Jensen let himself dream for a while, finally able to sleep.
Jeff was too happy to have his boy to care about Michael but the murderous looks were more than obvious, and the easy calm facade on Michael made things even worst
The trip to the ambulance was a mess, Jensen woke up the second Jeff tried to leave him for the EMT’s to work and started screaming and crying “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Jeff, please don’t leave me, please, don’t go”
It was almost funny, if it weren’t heartbreaking having Jeff sitting on the gurney with Jensen curled on his lap, while the doctors started an IV line and covered his wrists and ankles, when one of them wanted to touch Jensen’s genitals he hissed and slapped the hand away “Baby, they have to see, okay? To be sure you’re not bleeding or something… so we can go.”
Jensen hid his face against his shoulder and shook his head from side to side making Jeff smile, that’s when the dog started her show, Bisou was not gonna let them drive in a different car and no matter what she always ended up in the ambulance, the driver said something about regulations and Bisou barked and growled in warning while the other guy asked once more to check Jensen so they could go and got another swat on his hand for his trouble.
Jeff looked perplexed from his boy to his dog “Stop you two… let them work, Jen, please, if they don’t look down there we’re not going and I want this to be over ASAP, Bee… sit quietly so they can ignore you’re there or you’ll be going in a different car and not with your pup, are we clear?” and shook Jensen a little making the boy look up but he kept shaking his head “what?” finally the boy raised his eyes.
“I don’t want you to see… ” Jensen’s eyes were red rimmed and his face was dirty.
Jeff’s eyes melted and he tried hard not to look sad “I won’t look, I can even wait outside…” he tried to move but Jensen held him close
“Here, stay here… just don’t look” Jeff smiled and hugged him closer while the technician checked him.
“everything seems fine… no real bleeding even if he’s… you know... puffed and irritated down here” looked into Jeff’s face “is it true? The other guy was choked by your mate?”
Jeff wanted to believe if even for a little while that Jensen could be his.
***
Jeff had to leave Jensen alone, the doctors assured him he’d be okay, and Dr. Ceuta took Jensen’s hand and smiled to Jeff before the door got closed.
Both guys counted the seconds until the doctor allowed Jeff back in. He moved without even looking around to Jensen’s side, the boy was already holding his hand out for Jeff. Dr. Ceuta looked at them and smiled “well, so far… Jensen, you’re fine, your labs came kinda okay… ” and to Jeff “we took the rape kit and some pictures, someone else did, just in case they try to say I’m biased.” She smiled to Jeff “everything looks just fine…” and then she sighed, “except for one little thing… Jeff if that’s okay we’d like to have another sample of your blood…” Jeff agreed but when the doctor left Jensen held him.
Jeff looked at him and smiled, Jensen face was covered in bruises and had his lips broken and dry, both eyes black and even if they tried there was still a bit of dried blood on his left ear “what is it?”
Jensen blinked trying to gather strength “you can tell me anything sweetheart…” Jeff sat again next to Jensen and saw how his eyes turned red and filled with tears “baby... it’s okay, you’re safe, I don’t have to go, I’ll be here for you… okay?” Jensen shook his head no; biting his lips to stop the sobs
“I’m sorry... I swear I did my best… but Michael… I’m sorry…” Jeff tried to hug him tried to say it was fine “your kids Jeff, I don’t know... I couldn’t”
Jeff hugged the boy against his struggles “baby… my precious, precious boy” and kept laughing “Thank you… they’re safe… we found them, and they told me you helped them.” And kissed his forehead,
Jensen raised his eyes and a small smile appeared on his face “really?” Jeff nodded
“They’re with their mother, we can call and talk to them if you want…” he couldn’t say anything else because Jensen plunged forward and kissed him. He was in borrowed time and he’d make every second count. When Jeff, surprised tried to pull away Jensen whined and wrapped his arms around his neck, so Jeff’s arm crept on Jensen’s back and he kissed back wanting nothing more than reassure the young man.
Much to his surprise the moment his hands moved to the small curve of Jensen’s lower back the boy jolted and moved away gasping desperate for some room “HEY! hey... don’t freak out, I’m here.. I’m here and…”
“I’m safe with you…” Jensen smiled “I know… ” and a yawn stole the smile that was on his face “I can sleep now, I’m safe…” and burrowed himself in his cover and smiling closed his eyes “but we’re gonna kiss again when I wake up…” Jeff let out a laugh and left the room, the next second Bisou was on the bed next to Jensen and the boy hugged his old friend.
***
Jeff and Jensen stayed in the hospital room for a total of two days, until he was discharged, since the manor was still closed as crime scene and Jensen didn’t want to leave Jeff’s side, they went to Jeff’s Hotel room. The Alphabeto pack was there, Cliff opened the door and Jensen was tackled back my Mark who had him in a hug; Julie was behind and was crying, hugged him tight and kissed him on the lips making him squeak in a very unmanly manner.
Rob and Osric, the pair... were relieved they said.
Christian, he cried more than any, said he was sorry, that he should’ve done his job better; Jensen reassured him, said it was okay that Cliff told him about the boys and his great job.
Misha waited until everyone was sitting and calmed to approach his friend “Jensen…” said blue eyes piercing “I’m sorry, I’m really sorry, it was our fault, you needed us and we failed you”
Jensen rolled his eyes and scoffed “yeah, because you guys having a life was the reason why that bastard decided to…” and his playful spirit left him, horrible images flooded his head, pain and embarrassment, and the grunting. It was the sound what he remembers more, the sound fills his head at random times and he feels like passing out. In a second Jeff had his hand, and Jensen fell against him, his hard chest supporting him while Jeff’s arms wrapped around his shoulders, sitting there, in such a intimate manner made him feel just right, those times when they were out and others like Rob or Christian’s partner or Felicia and Misha’s dates were there he felt off, most of the pack were involved with someone, but not Jensen, not until now…
Misha’s eyes traveled to Jeff’s arms and the places where their bodies were touching before letting out a small laugh “so… four weeks...”
Jensen leaned even closer “more like 40 years” Jensen said and Jeff made a sound, to Misha it was like a pigeon’s call and caressed Jensen’s arm. “But I’m fine… I’ll be ready to work as soon as the infection is gone…” and showed his wrists while Jeff made another of those adoring dove purrs and caressed Jensen’s ear. Blue piercing eyes held Jeff’s gaze for a couple seconds before Misha smiled
“No rush… without Michael it’s far easier to deal with everything.” He offered once again looking at his friend “you know in case you need more rest and…” smirking to Jeff “some free time with…” Jensen blushed and pulled away.
Jensen felt like someone punched him in the stomach “I don’t’ think…” and half turned to Jeff
Jeff saw the hesitancy in his boy and stepped up “we’re not really making plans right now, we’re gonna go home for a couple days but once he’s… you know… better he’ll decide…” a hand traveled to Jensen and pulled him against his chest again. But Jensen didn’t smile anymore.
Felicia was the first coming back to hug him, and then Osric with a couple questions about his dad’s formula, then Rob joined the questions and started talking about the chain they were missing and Sam was there too, and one thing and another until Jensen felt overwhelmed.
Jeff noticed he wasn’t around the rest while he was discussing the last cowboys – Seahawks game with Christian and Julie, so he went looking for him, found Misha in the kitchen who was coming out worried “hey... have you seen Jensen?” asked the blue eyed man and Jeff panicked for a second. They moved across the small place looking for Jensen.
Jeff found him sitting on the bathroom caressing Bisou while the dog was lapping his chin making him giggle “Hey baby…” Jensen looked up and smiled “you okay?”
Jensen nodded and waited until Jeff sat next to him, the dog moving from one to the other of his boys “it was just... I needed some time for myself” said ashamed “I’m sorry” Jeff moved to hold him but Jensen moved away. They were back in square one, when Jensen didn’t let him getting close enough to touch
“It’s okay, there’s nothing to sorry, but you’re okay, right?”
Jensen nodded and moved closer to Jeff leaning against his side “I just need a nap and I’ll be just fine…” Jeff stood and offered Jensen his hand, at the door Misha was there looking at them.
***
Richings passed between desks to the one a fat lawyer was in, the guy was sitting there with a stupid smug face “Your client will stay in the Burnwood correctional until his trial is set”
The fat guy got up worried “excuse me? But you can’t!! Mr. Weatherly didn’t do anything wrong…”
Julian Richings closed the short distance until he was on the man’s personal space, he could smell the greasy pork sandwich the lawyer must have had for lunch and the smell of cigarettes on his clothes, anger made his black somber eyes gleam dangerously “nothing wrong? Do you know what he did? He kidnapped and raped a kid… and killed his own mother, not to mention what he did to his mother’s minions” and slowly as if his tone were directed only to make the guy smile “the rape is enough for me to be mad, the boys he took… those poor innocent children?” and smiling “let’s say Mr. McNally that is not a bad thing he’s behind bars, he could have all kind of twisted painful accidents… you know... if some bad, bad person get his hand in your Oh So innocent client” and the man sat petrified for the obvious danger. “Calm down, Mr. McNally, you don’t want to have a stroke, do you?” Richings was walking past him to the cell where Michael Weatherly was locked.
“y-you must know that… Mr. Weatherly’s Mate… M-Mr. Ackles, he must be returned to Mr. Weatherly… and sex between an alpha and an Omega mate is always consensual” Richings had the doorknob on his hand when he turned to the man and moved as if he were a spirit
“That poor kid is not mated to this bastard” and turned back, it took him a minute to be in front of Weatherly “you better pray for that kid not to be mated to you or I’ll make him a widower”
For a split Second seemed like Weatherly wanted to laugh but when his eyes landed on Julian’s eyes he turned pale “you must know that I like that kid very much Michael, and I don’t really like many people… so trust me, this is not an empty threat” and turning to the side of the cell “and just in case, DJ is already fixing the broken camera right, Quails” and a voice on the speaker system *Yes, Detective Richings, it’ll be fixed by this afternoon* Michael’s eyes moved once more to the predatory black gaze, and the terrifying grin on that skinny face.
But the statement was placed; Jensen Ackles was mated to Michael Weatherly, according to his lawyer, in which case the rape charges should be dropped.
The judge designated a medical examiner, Dr Mark Sheppard to check on Jensen, to dictate if the boy is or not mated.
Richings himself drove Jeff and Jensen to the airport and waved them good bye, but instead of that should be bringing them back to the station, this way even if the claim were stated, Jensen would be away.
***
Jim saw Jensen right after the pack left, the man was still holding his weight on a cane and Cliff was behind him, but Jensen was droopy eyed and tired and skittish, the round of hugs and kisses and touches that came with the pack leaving was too much, right after Misha saw them moved to the other room and to tell everyone to leave that Jensen wanted to sleep.
Now the older guy got close “hello little thing” and caressed his arm making the boy jump away and hide his face in Jeff’s shoulder whining pitifully.
Jeff caressed his hair, longer now without maintenance “baby, it is Jim, you like him, right?” and tried to pry Jensen’s arms from around his neck so the boy could face his Godfather.
Jim felt hurt but understood “is okay, its okay, Jeff, don’t force him…” Jim spoke and sighed and let Jeff caress Jensen’s hair.
“I’m sorry” Jeff smiled “he was fine but his friends came and he’s tired…” and to Jensen “but this will be the last time I excuse him… he’s a big boy and he’ll act like one” Jeff smiled when Jensen made a sound against his shirt and couldn’t stop himself from kiss his head and Jim let out a chuckle.
Jim felt bad for Jensen not wanting to be touched by him, but then, after all he wasn’t alone, or sad or at risk, because Jeff would first die than let the boy get hurt.”Okay then, I’ll leave, we’ll get things ready for you to come home…”
Jensen jolted facing him “NO! I’m going home with Jeff…” once more Beaver was left speechless
“li’l one…”
“My name is Jensen… and I’m going home with Jeff… while I can…” Jensen said sad hiding once more against Jeff’s neck, repeating the *while I can* in deep inhales of his skin.
The next day Richings got to the room and asked Jeff if he was taking the boy to New York with him and helped them to arrange everything.
Once on the plane Jensen sat on Jeff’s lap and even if the older man refused at first kissed him, the flight lasted four hours and all that time Jensen was on top of him.
“What happen with you?” asked amused making Jensen squirm and hold tighter “not that I mind having you all over me, precious” and kissed him “but there has to be a reason”.
Jeff waited thinking that maybe he wouldn’t have an answer when Jensen spoke “There… when… every time, every time I thought of this, when he was… I imagined you and me, in my bed with Bisou on top of your legs not letting move not letting you go far from me, your arms on me” and desperate hands moved Jeff’s to his hips “every time he forced me to… kiss him, I remembered how good it was with you, he never touched me… never, I was with you all the time…” closed his eyes and inhaled deeply on Jeff’s chest and neck “and I need to… I want to remember this, only this” Jeff felt like crying, and his arms wrapped the boy close, for once he kissed Jensen first, and kept kissing him until Jensen whimpered and tried to move riding one of his legs, chest pressed against Jeff and moaned Oh so pretty.
“Baby… please… please…” Jeff was desperate, desperate and so hard “we can’t… not here… please… DAMN! You’re gonna be the death of me…” eyes closed he moved to rub Jensen’s crotch; the second his hands touched his boy Jensen shuddered and made a sound.
Someone cleared her throat making Jensen gasp and plaster himself over Jeff “Sorry to bother you Sir…” the flying attendant was smiling at them “I’m afraid we’re about to land and you have to sit and fasten your seat belt” Jensen groaned and then mumbled a thank you, at the same time Jeff did, the girl left and Jeff chuckled feeling Jensen’s nose against his shirt “come on sweetheart”
Jensen moaned again “I don’t want to… I…” and kinda sobbed “I made a mess…” Jeff held Jensen’s head and pushed him away enough to see those amazing green eyes.
“You came?” and Jensen’s blush was the cutest thing he ever felt. “You came just because of my hands?” Jensen’s toes curled with the low rumble of the man’s voice.
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Date: 2013-12-17 07:12 am (UTC)