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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 twenty two is HERE

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Jensen saw as Alison pointed her gun to Tom and Noel and pressed the trigger, sadly she had no idea of how to do it and the gun flew around spewing bullets all over the room, when an alpha ran to stop her, she pressed the trigger once more, Jensen closed his eyes as splatters of red flew across the room, someone was screaming, someone was asking for help as he moved towards Alison holding her hand, she turned.

“You’re just like him… you’ll find a better mate, huh? a suitable mate to please your family.” She pointed the gun to him and shot Jensen held his breath as he crouched down, worried the bullets could go to the front of the pub where Jared was, Jared was there… he had to protect his mate.

But a wooosh filled everything, a machine was there, and a tank of something to make fog and Jensen only had time to roll to a side under a table when the entire thing blew.

***

Misha saw as the paralegal that worked as his PA ran into his office. “Mr. Collins you have to see this!!” he rolled his eyes, he had a million things to do if he was going to visit Kat for the weekend. He turned pissed at the screen. “Here we have the list of victims…” the reported mumbled something he didn’t understand.

He was too busy reading the list:

·         Jensen Ackles
·         Nate Allen
·         Justin Hartley
·         Roger Jordan
·         Christian Kane
·         Michael Rossenbaum
·         Gabriel Mann
·         Jason Manns
·         Tom Wellings
·         Noel Wellings

There were a second list and Misha was shaking too hard to understand anything else. The words survivors and fatalities were the only thing that his brain registered.

“We repeat for those that just tuned in, there has been a shooting on a club known as The Mark of Cain, followed by an explosion. This has been ruled as a non terrorist act, it’s the rampage of one omega, police has a theory of mental illness but we don’t have confirmation; what is clear, and police does confirm this; is that this does not represent a threat for the country.” Misha moved a hand to ask his assistant to call Alaina but he offered him the phone already.

“Collins I swear… I’m just getting to bed…”

“Jensen was out and there has been a shooting and an explosion in the club he was” silence on the line as the TV informed.

“Police reports states that there have been at least 17 fatalities, and at least 20 wounded, we’re waiting for confirmation on the numbers; after an omega which identity hasn’t been disclosed entered the club VIP section and started shooting.”

Misha was out of his office and running to the door in seconds because it didn’t specify if Jensen was or not among the survivors.

The Ackles family was no stranger to the terror of uncertainty; it was not the first time one of them faced death. It was what brought them close, what made them strong, what made them last for so long. This one; this event will be hard for them but there was still hope.

Even if all of them had called Jensen but the calls were direct to voicemail.

Alaina and Richard were on their way and Misha was on the way, Kathryn had called her dad in tears and worried. She had been informed and was waiting anything else, Misha tried hard to make her think straight and don’t risk herself on a redeye flight

Alan was on his way, the helicopter was landing any minute now and Cliff commissioned himself with the task of driving the patriarch into the city.

Waiting… no matter who you are or where you are… it’s hard, especially when you have no idea what are you going to hear when the wait ends.

A police officer walked into the waiting room where a bunch of families were waiting, the Ackles were just one more among them. “Good night I’m officer Gibson I’m gonna read the list of names of deceased.”

Alaina held her husband’s hand and Misha bit his finger almost expecting the bad news….

But the name never came.

The sorrow and despair from the families around them was so heartbreaking Misha and Alaina had tears on their faces. Dick showed his strength going around offering condolences and promising help, supporting the best he could those who were alone with the bad news..

As the families cleared out the group of people waiting got closer some of them still crying.

“Now the wounded ones. I’ll start with those in critical condition.” And the whole thing started over, name after name the families were either r relieved or destroyed; some of them heard the names they wanted and moved to the ER behind.

Jensen once more was not in the list. So finally Richard moved ahead when the cop put the second paper down. “What about my brother? He was mentioned on TV?”

The cop first stood on attention and then asked them to get close. “He’s on the second floor, Sir; he was wounded, a bullet to the chest, he’s so lucky his mate was there, without the mirror wound he’d have died.”

“Jared was there?” Misha’s head snapped toward Alaina and she just avoided his eyes.

The cop showed them the elevator they could use and a nurse was already waiting for them.

Once in the elevator Misha let it out. “MATED!!” and Alaina shushed him. “Are you fucking kidding me? You said it was a fake bond, heat bond and nothing else!!”

Dick put himself between Misha and his wife. “Calm down Mish.”

“Do you know how long that kid had suffered for Jensen? How hard had tall this been for him?”

Richard let out a sigh. “It was Jensen’s decision, he wanted to give the kid his life back… you should know you warned him against us.”

Misha moved closer protective and angry. “And I was right… wasn’t I? He has nobody, NOBODY, and he’s all alone here…” he could see Alaina rubbing her clean face. “Once this is over, I’m sending him with Kat.” He faced the door as the little bell sounded and it slide open.

They moved quietly to the nurse station and asked about Jensen.

“He’s still in Surgery…” a nurse led them to a small waiting room where another couple was. Minutes later Briana Buckmaster entered, the Police chief offered a tired smile.

“Bri…” Misha greeted her with a kiss in the cheek. “What happened?”

She greeted Richard and Alaina before answering. “We’re not sure a witness says it was a girl, omega Alison Mack, she shot her gun towards Jensen’s group, we still don’t have information about it, but apparently the explosion was an accident, there are several casualties… many… you know…. Rich guys.” She held her radio that was already giving her codes and broken words under static. “One of my guys just got the security cam tapes. I’ll let you know as soon as I get more info…” she turned to the door that led to OR. “Good luck.” And with a small salute. “Mayor.” She left in a hurry.

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Jared spent a day and half in intensive care, his wounds even if fading were complex and he was at risk of bleeding out any second. The ache in his chest had nothing to do with it, it was an emptiness that didn’t let him breathe properly, it stopped him from taking or to smile or even to cry, it was like a black hole sucking every bit of energy his body had.

Nobody visited him asdie of police asking for what he saw or heard at the pub, nobody told him they were glad he was alive, nobody hugged him to scare the nightmares away, not even his friends because Tito was in a room down the hall with a punctured lung and a severe concussion, Nicki had a broken wrist and bruised ribs bad enough to have her in bed rest, Rachel, darling Rachel had trouble breathing and stress dragged her down. She was sedated because of the pain as doctors fought to help her. And Jared… he had nobody else.

He was moved to a regular room for almost two days when finally someone passed the door, it was Misha. “Hey there kid.” His smile was tired and he was all dressed in black. “Heard you’re feeling better…”

Jared couldn’t miss the dark circles under his eyes, or the little condolences’ card on his pocket and it only can mean one thing, right?

But Jared had no tears to cry, the drugs kept him drowsy and confused, sometimes he couldn’t difference reality from dreams. But he was not going to say that to Misha. “Yeah… much better…” he said with a weak smile in his face.

“I’m sorry I haven’t come before… things had been a little crazy…” he smiled but the smile fell from his face. “And, I‘m not family… I had to beg my way into this room… I’m glad you’re better.”

Jared let out a sigh, he had to know. “The… did…” he had to know. “How many died?”

Misha doubted and mumbled a bit before speaking. “Originally… 17 but some of the wounded ones… their injuries were too severe due to the explosion. The final count is 23.”

Jared was stunned, 23 people had died because of Alison Mack. “She…”

Misha nodded. “After the explosion she was wounded, had severe burns but kept shooting.” Jared let out an OMG. “We had no idea you and… the others were there… they’re fine by the way, Rachel is fine and… ” His ears turned a little pink. “she is ready to go home, but Nicki is still here so there’s nobody to take care of her and she doesn’t let me…”

“Nicki is hurt?” Jared asked surprised.

Misha gasped and shook head and arms around. “No, no!! Yes she’s hurt but she’s fine, just a broken wrist and bruised ribs, she’s going home tomorrow, Tito got a little more battered but he’s fine too, they’ll come visit in a couple hours I guess… I just wanted to talk to you about something else.”

Jared thought he could deal with it. “I—I don’t want to know…” he let out through his tight throat.

“You should hear…” Jared shook his head no and started crying, his heart felt like lead, something hard and painful was stuck in his throat and everything felt in flames, his eyes were burning just as bad as his lungs. “It’s about…”

Jared squirmed in bed. “That’s why I don’t want to hear…”

Misha got close holding Jared’s hand, grounding him, holding him before he exploded. “Alan is going to come here any minute now…” Jared raised his eyes to finds blue ones tired but steady. “I found information you might need to know… My brother in law…”

“The bond?” Jared said it without emotion.

“You knew?”

A shrug was all the answer needed. “A doctor told me, that am… one of the last things I remember…”

Neither Jared nor Misha knew they weren’t actually talking about different news. “I don’t want to see Alan or … or anyone else…” he turned his head and blinked, the little button on his hand was pressed as hard as he could. The edges of his vision blurred again and he smiled at the memories that the soft, warm drowsiness brought, Jensen holding him while swinging them on a hammock. He might not have Jensen anymore, but he had him in his dreams, and screw those who were still alive. He wanted to go with Jensen.

Jensen fought darkness and fear because he had to see if Jared was fine, his family entered the room one after the other all whispering to him he’d get better as a tube was in his throat making painful to breathe, he felt his lungs burning and in those moments, when tears of despair and pain were brought to his eyes behind his lids he saw Jared, snuggled close to him at the beach house, holding him by the chest and snuffling softly against his chest. “Here I have you, even if you didn’t want me before.” The Jared from his dreams said and
Jensen calmed and endured, to get better, to take care of Jared.

The day he woke up to desperate cries from his daughter he wished he could move.

“See?” Alaina had her in her arms while Julie looked shocked behind them. “He’s a little bruised and he’s sleeping, he’ll get better.” He opened his eyes and turned to a side, the pain from that small movement made his head swim but he had to reassure Juliette. He tried his best to smile. “He’s awake… Can’t I go there? Just for a little while I promise I’ll be careful!” it was too much he felt dizzy and the voices were moving away. “I just want to hug my daddy… ”

Once more the cries from his daughter pulled him back; he moved a hand and Julie noticed it.

“Look he’s waving at you…” Alaina gasped and Jensen could see tears in her eyes. “Wave back!” Julie held Ju’s little hand and made the motion. “That way he’d know you love him, and when he gets better we’ll come here and you’ll go in there and hug and kiss him, right?”

Ju waved wildly. “Love you daddy, please get better…” Jensen smiled around the painful tube and then everything was dark.

The second time he was with Jared in bed, his wounds were only tingling slightly against the expanses of unblemished tanned skin, and his hands couldn’t get enough of its touch, soft and firm and cool to the touch; soothing the burns he had in back and chest. A poke on his side made him open his eyes.

He turned at his side the doctor was changing the bandages on his chest and side. “This is far better than expected; his mate had helped him SO much… ” Jensen moved, he knew the cost of mirror lesions, this was hurting Jared.

The third time it was Misha holding his hand. “You bastard… hurting him like that, until he gave up…” Jensen fought against the tube disconnecting something and making doctors and nurses rush in. what had happened to Jared?

Then it was Kathryn crying. “I’m sorry… I ‘m sorry for all the mean things I said... I’m sorry I left angry…” he put a hand on her head as she bent over, and Kathryn cried harder.

The next time it was a doctor asking him to cough; he was taking the tube out.

He was far more awake now, Misha didn’t come back, but Ju entered finally and hugged him crying, even if she only could touch his arms and neck. “You were gone… you said you’ll never leave…” She cried and cried.

“I’m sorry… I was meant to go back and make you pancakes. But someone hurt Uncle Jason and Uncle Tom and I had to help…”

Ju nodded against him. “Because you’re a hero?” and Jensen chuckled a bit.

“Wish I were…”

“Rachel and Nicki said I still can go to Meg’s for cookies…” she mumbled. Jensen’s eyes flew to Julie and Alaina near and his sister in law looked down.

Once the girl left he asked. ”What happened to Jared… is he?” the words couldn’t even pass his lips, couldn’t even form in his brain.

“Misha heard… of the mating and he’s taking Jared with him and Kathryn, they‘ll leave as soon as he gets discharged they’re going to Chicago.” Jensen blinked. “It’s been three weeks Jay…”

Jensen had few things in his head, the second he raised his head after the first round of bullets, Noel crying over Tom, the alpha with the head busted. Michael groaning on the floor, and Jason screaming as he ran towards the door, there was a man at his side, dead crazy eyes, a bullet hole on his neck, blood pooling around them both.

The only thing in his mind was Jared, finding Jared, protecting Jared, not leaving Jared; he might have made a mistake at the mating but wanted to be with him forever more.

“Can I get up? I need to go talk to him.” He tried to move but the searing pain knocked the air out of him. “Please, please…” he begged to his own body. “I have to talk to Jared, I have to… I love him.”

He had no idea how long he had, and he had wasted enough time avoiding his feelings, he wanted to start a new life, he didn’t want to be alone and worried, he didn’t want Jared to be alone, away, where he couldn’t protect him, and make him happy and make him feel loved.
Just a little bit more.

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