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Tittle: I don’t want your happy ending.

Author: Kali

Kinks: J2, dub/non con, forced mating, angst, social humiliation, character’s death (not main) redemption, happy ending (there will be more but not for now)

Part nineteen is HERE

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Nicki was sitting next to Rachel and Tito; Alona and her mom were there too, her boyfriend Dean holding her hand.

“Calm down…” Nicki was holding Tito’s hand. “I’m sure Jared is fine…”

“Their results arrived, he texted me on Thursday about that.”Tito kept moving restlessly as the others looked as if it were nothing. “You don’t understand what if he got compromised in his own plan?” he sat still for a couple seconds. “What if he got too involved, I’d hate to see him brokenhearted because he got too involved.”

Rachel’s stinky eye made him recoil. “Why is that you men always make things so complicated?” Tito looked around the table, surrounded by girls. “Now tell us so we can help clean this mess”

“That’s a fucking lie!!” Nicki got up. “Haven’t you seen them? They’re in love? They are mates!!”

Tito shook his head. “I was there; I picked up a little broken thing, a boy so desperate, so out of it… what he did to Jared…” and offering his palms up. “I thought it would help him heal from what that monster did to him.”

Alona buffed. “I spend ten hours a day with that guy; he wouldn’t hurt Jared, he’d rather cut his right hand off.”

Rachel snapped without reason. “Jared wouldn’t hurt anyone either.”

“Oh really? Who made a stupid plan to make Jensen fall for him? My boss is lost!! Poor guy is head over heels for your Jared…” Dean held her hand as Samantha tried to calm them down.

“Kids, you’re too loud, let’s keep this for ourselves at least until all this is cleared out with them.” She faced her daughter. “None of you will judge the other, are we clear?”

The music got louder as the Ackles’ entered the room; Jensen and Jared were the last in a line of people, Misha and Kathryn. Juliette and her grandfather, Richard holding Alaina’s hand, and Jensen and Jared not even touching.

Jared felt the shock, things were too much, even if he’d like to crumble there were too many people around, too many eyes, and flashes, people were taking pictures, and clapping and the music was loud, his suit too tight, too close, too hot, he couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move, couldn’t close his eyes, he felt like drifting away, it was too much.

“Can we have one last night?” Jensen asked holding Jared’s hand. And everything was in place again. “We’re… you’re not tied to me anymore, you’re free…” he looked away. “Just one last night before facing reality, okay?”

Jared nodded smiling, Jensen might want this! That’s why his smile was on as Jensen held his hand and drove him to the family table, all of them in one same place for this one party.

“Jared…” Richard held his elbow as Jensen took care of Juliette. “I’m sorry, for what is worth; I really appreciate your time, I mean, you played along even if you didn’t have to, and you made my brother happier than I have seen them since my mom passed away; I hope there’s a way for you to go back to your life, I promise we’ll make sure…” Jared shook his head from side to side. “If there’s anything… ” he smiled. There were no tears, a strange resolve settled in him, was this the end of their so called mating? The –fake- bond dissolving? Maybe the idea of gaining his freedom; free will again was making him especially brave to the broken heart he carried.

“Tomorrow… there’ll be a meeting at the Ackles’ building to discuss this, if it’s okay with you…” Jared nodded calm and then enjoyed dinner, even if it tasted like ashes to him.

Whatever it was, the was calm he felt helped him to pretend, even if only tonight.

After the band stopped and Misha took the stage Jared leaned against Jensen inhaling deeply, there was something there, the smell of something sweet and comforting.

“Good night.” Misha started with a cheerful tone. “Welcome and thank you for coming tonight to help us celebrate the life of Alan Ackles.” Cheers and yells wishing him a happy birthday. “Not every day we have such a fine gentleman turning 70!” more cheering as the waiters started going around with trays of Champaign flutes.

“Alan, I’ve been part of your family for the last 19 almost 20 years now, and there is not one day I haven’t feel blessed to have your support and your strength with me, when I lost my wife and kid the world was crumbling over me, you, who had suffered not the loss of one but three loved ones gave me the push to keep going, when I had not the head in its place, you took care of my daughter, and as the years passed, you have given her time and guidance, you’ve been a father to me, I now can proudly say I might have learnt how to be a man with my dad” and he cleared his throat. “But your example taught me how to be a successful man and how to love my family unconditionally.” He took the glass he was offered. “Happy Birthday, Alan; God Bless you.”

The room stood in a choir of “Happy Birthday” as they drank the first glass, then the music started and people started dancing.

Someone asked for the Birthday boy to dance, and once more the absence of his wife was painfully obvious. “Come on grandpa!!” Kathryn stood up. “Grandma is not here, but there’s a reason why I was named after her…” her smile was so bright Alan teared up a little, and the entire room joined them hiding emotion.

Jared looked around until he found the obviously judgmental look Tito had on his face but ignored it.

The rest of the party went in a blur, nothing had color or light, nothing was what he thought it’ll be; something sat heavy on Jensen’s shirt pocket, something he picked the day of their adventure, at the docks.

“Hi…” Kathryn in her perfect Ackles child persona was standing at the stage. “It’s my turn to say something nice about my grandfather… and how could I not if he bought me my first pony?” people chuckled. “But he also spent a whole week teaching me to ride, and then how to take care of her.” More laughter followed her words. “My grandpa was the mayor for a big part of my childhood, and I thought nothing could be more important to him than that. But I was wrong. Looking back at every time he took the time to pick me up from school, or going to recitals or even taking me to the office, in order of spending time with me, he always made me feel loved.” Alan cleaned his face. “I lost my mom and my grandma at the same time, and for a while I thought I only had dad and you, as if it were not enough and when you’re young and stupid that seems like… not much… actually” she swallowed the tremble on her voice but didn’t really work. “Now I realize, it was the best thing ever, having the support of you two, I’m what I am because of you so… ” She took an envelope and waved it in front of the microphone. “Happy birthday grandpa. I just got the letter from Chicago; I’m going there, hopefully they’ll make me find my greatness like they did with you, mom, and dad.”

Misha ran to her and hugged her and right behind was Alan, he held her in his arms as the band started playing a song.
Alaina and Richard spoke in turn, both chanting glory of how Alan always had been perfect, how their worst fear was to disappoint him.

Jensen’s speech came the last, right before the cake. “You were patient when anyone would have just sent my ass to a different country…” Tom laughed the hardest even when his mom elbowed him. “You came to the rescue when I was lost, you told me that love is not about what we think is right but about what the one you love wants, no matter what. And I only hope one day I’ll make you proud.”

Alan hugged Jensen and kissed his boy’s temple. “You made me proud since you were born, and every day since then: when you carried your niece out of the house in flames, when you were so brave not having your mom or your sister, or supporting your brother, taking care of Juliette and me, and Jared, I’m proud of you because you’re my perfect boy.” Jensen cried at the praise.

The lights went off as a giant white cake with golden decorations was carried into the room. Everyone present started singing in time with the band; Alan closed his eyes for his wishes and invited his grand daughters to blow the candles with him, Ju enthusiastically blew as many as she reached before Alaina laughing like a proud mother held her up so she could reach the ones at the top that escaped Kat and Alan.

All in all by midnight everyone was leaving being a week day and all. Juliette had left earlier already asleep in Julie’s arms.

The drive to the penthouse was quiet and Jensen looked at Jared over and over to find him looking out the window with a lost expression.

“Hey…” Jared looked t him but didn’t return the smile; Tito’s scorn too present in his mind.

“You got attached, after all the *this is only a mean to an end* you fell for him?”

Jared shrugged. “I wouldn’t say that…” it was more for him than for Tito, he was not ready to accept it yet. “I said it; I could end up having the life I always wanted, right? ” he meant with Jensen of course, even if his stupid brain couldn’t accept it.

“Hey, don’t’ get me wrong, I want you to be happy, and as much as I was a hater.” Tito got close holding his shoulders. “I love Jensen, he’s been ten kinds of good to you… I just want to be sure you know what you’re doing.”

“So it’s true…” Nicki was there looking at him as if he were the biggest jerk in the world. “you did all this because of Jensen’s money?”

There was no way to make it sound good, and he couldn’t lie, he had thought about that since the phone had ringed on Thursday morning.

Rachel looked at him frowning. “so the whole I won’t disappoint you again was a lie…” she turned around and walked away far more composed after Nicki had stormed out and Tito rolled his eyes at his silence and followed her. “What happened to you? You used to be a good person before, better hungry than giving up your conscience.”

“We’re home…” Jensen was still once more quiet, once more trying not to touch Jared.

“Your house…” Jared mumbled as he climbed down, he wanted to ask how the car was here when they didn’t drive but the idea of having Jensen’s money rubbed on his face.

The walk up the stairs side by side was as quiet as the trip, Jared still felt the need to reach and touch Jensen, especially since they didn’t even held hands.

At the door of Jensen’s room Jared stood just as Jensen opened the door. “What’s gonna happen now?”

Jensen didn’t even turn. “I’ll deal with Alaina and Richard; you’ll have your freedom…”

“Just like that? As if nothing ever happened”

Jensen turned only half way until he could see Jared’s face. “You said it, you wished it never happened.”

“Jensen...” Jared let out his mouth dry as sandpaper. “We both said things when angry…”

“What do you want then?” finally turned but instead of anger there was sadness and defeat in his eyes. “I don’t know how to please you; I don’t know what you really want!” Jared moved ahead and kissed Jensen and Jensen as usual held him close as if taking claim of everything he had in hands.

But it only lasted a couple minutes; Jensen pushed Jared away with a wounded sound. “Come on… no.”

Jared nodded, that put it quite clear. “Okay… no more doing the right thing now that is not extremely necessary…”

Jensen stood there as Jared turned and went to his bedroom.

Jared finally felt the tears, and the need, a pull to go to Jensen, in the last four moinths the only source of comfort had been Jensen, but he didn’t want a hug a kiss and a promise that everything would be okay. He made his mind and undressed.

Jensen felt as someone passed the door, and in seconds the rustle of fabric and the bed dipped as another body got next to him, it was Jared, and Jensen could smell something, arousal, sweet, creamy and delicious, almost irresistible, acres of flawless tanned flesh were wrapped around him. “Please…” Jared begged as Jensen once more moved away, he sat and hung his legs off the bed

“No, not like this… go.” At some point as he tried everything from counting to a million and every mistake he ever made, to when his mom was alive Jared left, his half hard cock made it impossible to back to sleep.

Jared couldn’t sleep, felt alone and rejected and brokenhearted and ashamed; He went to the bakery and worked as usual, even if his friends didn’t talk to him, at 8:00 Jensen passed the doors with smiles and good mornings for friends and curious he had breakfast with the girls and left for the office forty five minutes later; nobody questioned why they weren’t talking to each other.

Jared waited until Samantha got there around the time Jensen was leaving and left too.

His friends were judging him, his mate… who had never been his mate to start with, didn’t want him around and he had nowhere to go. And the kiss; that stupid kiss that tasted like a fucking good bye was still in his head.

That damn kiss had Jensen’s resolve wavering again. He passed the door to his office and saw a line of omegas who had agreed to tell their stories for the adds of the campaign. Alaina was there, bleary eyed and pissed.

“Alaina called twice, asked if you thrown your phone and if you’ve read the paper or seen the news.” She huffed as someone called her name and gave her a clipboard.

Jensen rubbed his face. “Not right now.”

“Boss…?” she said angry. “I think it’ll be better if you hear from me than from TV.” She left the clipboard on the first surface and walked ahead of Jensen into his office.

She explained Jensen how someone had heard a conversation, apparently someone from the kitchen. “Fairy tale worth of an Oscar” Said the headline on the most respected newspaper in the city, “Hoax!”, “the cursed heart of Jensen Ackles.” That one had Jensen rolling his eyes and swearing.

“Our editor received the tape from last night at the very fine soiree at exclusive Alhambra country club where the Patriarch Alan Ackles celebrated his 70^th birthday: The sound recording has what is claimed to be the voice of Jared Ackles; mate of Jensen Ackles, discussing with an unknown man the plan to mate the heir for convenience.” The girl let the thing play. “it was only means to an end, you said it.”

And after babbling that was not easy to understand the clear voice of Jared spoke. “I could end up having the life I always wanted.”

“it’s well known that the couple had to have a mating test done in order to prove their bond, even if the reason was never disclosed, I guess we have an idea now.” The guy changed to an over tanned extremely skinny girl in a very tight and short flashy dress. “And it’s not even the first time they are in the middle of a scandal regarding the nature and authenticity of their bond; even after they have tried hard to make us believe it was real; this comes out putting an end to speculation about whether Jared had or had not been mated without consent.”

“I’m sorry…” Alona was biting her lip.

Jensen let out a sigh and rubbed his face. “is not your fault. I’m sure they’re taking this out of context or is some kind of roose”

“I should have told you last night… the second I heard of this.” Jensen looked at her. “But I thought… I was sure by the way everyone at the table knew, you had to be in… right?”

He saw Jared entering panic in his features and obviously trembling.

“The means to an end; I guess you didn’t really cared what the means were.” Jensen said.

Jared shrugged. “I never meant it like that.” looking around the empty office he continued. “I was scared and couldn’t see anything good coming from the way your family dragged me out of my friend’s house to throw me in front of the media hanging from your arm.”

“I get it…” Jensen nodded as Misha and Richard entered. “You’ll get the life you always wanted, and I’ll be free.” Jensen said as he rose to move to his brother. “Give him whatever he wants; make sure he doesn’t have to go back chasing idiots to keep his new and expensive life style.”

Misha held him by the elbow. “You have to stay to discuss…”

“Give him everything he wants. Just make this end quick.”

“That’s the problem baby brother…” Richard spoke. “There is no quick end for this now…”

Jensen ended up staying to discuss the terms of a new arrangement that Jared didn’t even discussed. “He might not believe me.” Jared said. “But I left that plan long ago. And I do care for this family, Alan and Juliette does not deserve to…”

“See the real you?” asked Jensen with a smirk on his face, the same asshole he met at the house on the first day.

Richard closed his eyes focusing in Jared. “Ignore him, you want to save my dad unnecessary pain?”

“I could deal with this, even if…” his eyes flew to Jensen. “I’m willing to do this until the elections… its only few more weeks away.”

Jensen stood. “Send him away, Richard, you know why.” Jensen left the room, Misha looked at Jared looking for pain or anything but he was fine.

Jared went back to the penthouse and even waved people on his way out. Rolled his eyes and laughed at the jabs the paps threw him.

Jensen wasn’t home; he was at a random restaurant drinking in a corner when a blonde girl with a very sweet smile sat next to him. “Broken heart or dirty conscience?”

Jensen looked up and saw Alison Mack in front of him. “Leave me alone omega…”

“uuh!!” she said faking fear. “Big mighty alpha has spoken… I thought you were different but you’re doing to him just what your friend did to me.”

Jensen put the glass on the table and poured himself another half of pure whiskey. “Make sense or make your exit.”

Alison was serious. “I’m mated to Tom.” Jensen choked on his drink. “I’ve been for as long as you’ve been a dad.”

Jensen did remember that at some point while he was in the middle of the Janelle whirlwind when Tom stopped being seen with Alison who was his high school sweetheart and started going out with first Kristin and then Erika, both girls didn’t mind sharing him at all. “I was kinda busy to remember exactly why you guys broke up.”

Alison took Jensen’s glass and emptied with a practiced tip of her head. “I wasn’t adequate for the special boy, according to his mother.” Jensen was left open mouthed. “they said I always was after him, offering myself at inappropriate times, and mommy told him that if he insisted in getting stuck with inconsequential me he’d lose his money and privileges.” Jensen scoffed. “I guess you can tell what was more important for selfless Tom.”

Jensen took the bottle and served another glass. “you have no idea of who I am.”

“I know that Jared would never do that, your brother and his mate? That’s a different story. Did they told you what happens when you shun a mate?” Jensen shook his head no as his fingers held the second glass. “The bond does not disappear, but it weakens, as in when a mate dies. That’s how it works.”

“I know that, not that it matters anyways. I’m not mated to Jared.”

“It matters, because sometimes one of the mates dies, as happens when a widower withers and dies after their mate. So the bond has to be severed by distance and avoiding touch, with time the bond weakens and one of them or both if they’re lucky get to mate again.

But sometimes, it actually kills the mate, especially the omegas, have you heard of Rekha lately? As in the last few years?” she got up taking one last drink. “Please tell me you didn’t know that, I rather like you because of your broken heart than hate you for your dirty conscience. I mean… in case you’re not-not- mated with Jared.”
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