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Tittle: An offer you can't afford to refuse

Pairing J2

kinks: m/m, anal, non-con, dub-con, h/c, asshole!Jensen, asshole!Jared, whump!jared, protective Jensen, Happy ending.

rape, implied violence, badly written sexy times.

In this chapter: dub-con, frotagge, oral sex, m/m, fingering, dirty talking, voyeour

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Part ONE Part TWO Part THREE Part FOUR Part FIVE

Part SIX Part SEVEN Part EIGHT Part NINE Part TEN
Part ELEVEN Part TWELVE Part THIRTEEN

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Jensen took him straight to the bedroom offered to them and then took off his shirt and sat in the bed without a word. “Do whatever you want… I won’t be joining them tonight, I don’t feel like…” he sighed rubbing a hand over his face. He looked specially tense and tired lately and Jared had noticed too, the way he always had a line in his forehead, without Christian with him he had to deal with his so-called friends alone.

“So…” Jared said getting close and sitting next to him. “What do we do?”

Jensen wasn’t looking at him and snorted. “Nothing; anything, we sleep or go out by yourself I don’t care.”

Jared was biting his lips. “Or… we could talk…” he said turning to Jensen. “I haven’t told you; my dad is doing better with the new treatment, his doctors could reduce the medication that keeps him unconscious…” Jared said excited. “And I didn’t thank you…”

Jensen snorted once more. “Thank me for forcing you into having sex with me?” Jared turned to Jensen. “For forcing you into… this.” his hand extended showing the bed.

“You didn’t force me into sex… we still haven’t had… you know… biblically speaking…” Jensen chuckled and it grew, until it was a full on laughter; Jared saw as Jensen’s eyes scrunched and little lines appeared around his eyes and his lips twisted showing gums and perfect teeth, the sound was rich; honest and Jared felt some kind of pride for making him laugh like that. Jensen bent down forward and kept laughing and Jared couldn’t stop the smile that split his face at the innocent joy. “Biblically?” a hand flew to Jared’s arms while he laughed once more.

“That was funny…” he said wiping his eyes and still taking ragged breaths. “I wish…” he never finished the sentence, his smile disappeared. “That was funny…”

Jared sucked his bottom lip in his mouth. “You can’t trust anyone? Only Kane?”

Jensen shrugged. “No; nobody else…”

Jared turned facing Jensen sitting on one knee. “I could… you could talk to me… if it helps…” Jensen looked at him in the eyes. “I’m here to help, right? If that helps… you can trust me; with anything.”

Jensen smiled and caressed his cheek. “That’s sweet, but I can’t…” *trust nobody outside of the family* was left unsaid. “That’s sweet though.” he pulled Jared close and kissed him.

Jared gasped on the kiss; somehow it felt like that one time outside of Misha’s house. Jared moved closer, opening his lips for Jensen, mewling with need when firm hands moved to knit his butt. “Please…” he mumbled opening his eyes to find Jensen’s directed past him to the far wall where the window was.

Nuzzling his neck Jensen pulled Jared to his lap. “We were put on this specific room so we could have an audience…” Jensen whispered. “I’m sorry; I wasn’t expecting them to…” Jared bent down taking his lips as he pulled his shirt up. “It’s okay… ” he said claiming Jensen’s lips again.

It wasn’t; it wasn’t okay; not by far but Jared had no idea of what else to do.

“Go to the bathroom.” Jensen begged. “Leave the door open.” Jared shook no. “Are you ready to have sex with me then?” he said pulling him to sit straight and look into his eyes; his hands moved to spread his ass and Jared gasped. “You want me to take you? Huh?” Jared took a shaky breath. “They won’t settle for anything less; Do you want me to fuck you? like all your lovers before?”

Jared felt his face burning. “I have only been with girls…” he said and Jensen’s pupils blew darker and he groaned pulling him closer.

“I could take you, rape you, claim you as mine…” he said biting on his neck and sucking a mark as his hands moved to his pants and Jared gasped pressing even harder against Jensen. “Ruin you for anyone else… and you’ll let me…” He said between kisses; Jared’s shirt landed on the bed and he felt Jensen’s hand twisting his nipples. “You’ll let me, don’t you?” he sucked the pebbled nub into his mouth and Jared let out a moan. “You’ll let me because a doctor told you your dad is better…” Jensen let out a short laughter. Before pushing Jared off of him. “And that’s not a good reason.” Jared staggered on his feet and looked to Jensen and turned around opening his fly his eyes fix on the three sets of eyes in the window in front of their terrace. He smiled walked slowly to the floor to roof glass wall and pulled the drapes down, both of them could hear the sound of disappointed groans and Jared chuckled.

Jensen was breathing hard, his pants obviously bulging. “Well… that’s a solution.” Jared laughed as he marched back sitting next to Jensen. Jensen fell back landing on the bed and covering his eyes with one hand. “I’ll give you your house back if you help me out here…” he said not looking at Jared. Jared straddled him without a word and opened his fly pulling him out, the pink head was dribbling clear slimy precum and Jared extended his tongue to catch it and analyze the taste. Jensen groaned as his abdomen rippled, Jared turned the flavor in his mouth… salty and bitter but sweet at the same time, it was not his first time, not anymore, but this was different he had his head clear now, and he could do this.

Without much preamble he took Jensen in his mouth and sucked gently his cock until it hit the back of his mouth Jensen couldn’t control his hips and he pressed his too tick too long cock into his throat making Jared gag an cough. “Sorry…” Jensen was up on his elbows now and caressing Jared’s hair.

Jared smiled taking him in once more; bobbing his head as fast as he can making Jensen’s hips snap up every now and then, it only took second before Jensen was holding his hair and filling his mouth, Jared pulled back. “Swallow it…” he ordered. “Do it and I’ll… you won’t regret it…”

Jared moved back a bit and sucked, holding everything he could in his mouth, he was starting to like the taste; plus watching Jensen coming undone made him feel strangely proud. “So fucking good for me…” he said pulling Jared up. “Spit it out if you …” he said smiling and Jared swallowed and Jensen’s cock stirred getting up again making him hiss. “You’re going to kill me…” he held Jared by the waist of his jeans and pulled close; opening the fly and zipper pulling the fabric down his legs. “Take it off…” Jared stood there nervous looking to Jensen and to a side, hands twitching. ”I won’t fuck you; I won’t… unless you want it…”

Jared took off the garment and moved back to Jensen in only his boxer briefs, “take this one off too…” Jensen pulled the thin fabric off to his knees and Jared kicked it out after that. He looked at green eyes as he stood there naked and nervous, exposed.

Jensen got up and pulled the boy close again, one hand flew to stroke his hardening cock the other caressed his side, his hip and then his ass, before sneaking a finger into the cleft circling his entrance. Jared mewled. “Look at you… so responsive…” he let out as he kissed Jared and Jared let his head fall back. “Look at you….” Jensen could see at the right of the room; another, smaller window and in front of it Tom and Steve were watching him as he fingered his supposed boyfriend. “Would you like me to open you? Would it be okay? ” Jared mewled a yes and Jensen finally pressed his finger in to the first knuckle; Jared arched forward, not knowing why it felt so good, Jensen took off his finger off and moved to the bed again, where their duffel bag was, he let Jared go and moved to bend to take something, Jared was there breathing hard, hazel eyes lost and clouded because of how good it felt, he had played with himself sometimes but it never felt like this.

Jensen came up with a bottle of lube and Jared swallowed hard. “Confidence much?” he let out amused and Jensen smiled.

“I was a scout.” Jensen said shrugging. “I’m always ready.” Jared chuckled marching to the bed with Jensen. “It’s gonna be good I promise.” Jared smiled believing him. “I trust you.” He let out and sat on Jensen’s lap letting the older man spread his legs and finger him open. The lube was vanilla scented; he’ll never ever again think about vanilla the same.

Jared came without his cock being touched, and he would’ve been embarrassed if it weren’t for the fact that he blacked out on his second orgasm.

Jensen had to manhandle him and tuck him in.

Jared woke up around mid night wrapped around Jensen and feeling a slight soreness in his ass; it had felt amazing. He smiled to himself burying his head in the tawny scarce hair on Jensen’s chest but the next second his heart froze. He was fucked… falling for Jensen was not part of his plan. How could he even think that loving the man who caused him all this pain was okay?

How could he have a plan if his only plan was not letting jerry and dad suffer? What kind of plan did he have? What kind of fucked up plan was this where he thought he was in love with the man who was forcing himself on him a little bit more each day?

But then nothing of what had happened in the last two months had been part of a plan, nothing in the last year was part of a plan.
And Jared felt alone.

***

Alona went home to Samantha; she had to travel that week and wanted to spend some time with her mom before going away. “Mom…!” She called from the door and heard a small voice from the very back of the house to find her dusting two giant pies with sugar glass. “What are you doing pie for?”

Samantha smiled. “One I’ll take to the hospital… we haven’t had time to visit in a while.” Alona nodded as she pressed a finger in the remaining sugar and sucked on it. “The other is for Jensen… well, for Jared, poor thing’s dad is in a coma…”

Alona smiled. “How do you know?”

Samantha looked up at her. “Milo told me.” she said and searched in Alona’s eyes. “How is she?” Alona took another pinch of sugar and sucked it clean from her fingers before answering.

“She’s… Sophia. She always looks fine.”

Samantha got closer. “How are you?” Alona let out a breath. “Tell me sweetheart…”

Alona took more sugar. “I have nightmares sometimes, and I still… feel guilt, it was our fault. We were supposed to be at school…”

Samantha moved and hugged her daughter; the smell of cinnamon and fruit on her hair. The hug was tight and warm and filled the hole she had in her heart for a while; like every hug a mom gives does. “I’m sorry this is coming back sweetie, I wish we could forget it forever.” Alona let her mom hold her for as long as she wanted thinking about her own mistakes.

“Thank you…”

Samantha caressed her hair. “Do you have plans for this afternoon? I ‘m planning on making peaches preserves and I need some help.” She pointed with her chin to a whole crate of peaches near the door and Alona gasped before laughing out loud. “It’ll help me decompress before tomorrow morning.”

Hospital visits were on Sunday mornings when the club was not an option, it was stressful and sad but Alona smiled as if it were nothing. “You do know that every man in this family is going to offer you stuff for some peaches, right?”

Samantha smiled knowingly. “Yes, and I plan to cash on It.” her hands flew to her hips. “Want to help?”

Alona nodded. “I want Jensen and Christian.”

Samantha shook her head before looking at her. “Don’t you know? Chris left.”

Alona gasped dramatically. “What?” she asked; her mouth hanging open.

“Christian doesn’t like Jared and Jensen dating and they fought; in the end Christian came and told me he was going to Texas until everything is sorted out.”

“Oh My God..!!” She moved back and sat with her hands between her knees. “Is he safe? Who told JD?”

“I did, and yes, he called me last night, he’s fine, I’m gonna send him some of these too…” Sam said and moved closer. “I don’t know what happened with you, kids; we weren’t that hard to deal with.”

Alona smiled; a picture of pain and nightmares. “I guess you had a better life than us.” Samantha moved closer cooing to her.

“Enough…” she kissed her daughter’s hair. “Stop thinking about that, sweetie.”

Alona smiled. “It’s always in my mind, okay? It’s not something you just put on hold for a while.”

Samantha held her when Alona tried to move away. “I know!” Samantha offered Alona an apron with a muscled man on it and then while her daughter looked at it took a picture. “I’m gonna send that to everyone.” Alona laughed as they started peeling the fruit.

***

Jensen woke up to the rustling of sheets. “Sorry…” Jared mumbled. “I have to pee.” Jensen smiled as he buried on the bed and closed his eyes.

He had fantasies where Jared was naked and begging to be fucked; where all he had to do was press into his hole and let it happen. And he will; the day will come, enough with the niceties.

Jared’s phone buzzed and he tried to ignore it, but it buzzed again, and again, and at least five times in seconds. Groaning he opened his eyes and moved to grab the thing and turn it off fearing he’d have to call Jared if it was locked, what a bother because he could hear the shower running. But it wasn’t locked, living alone Jared never saw a reason to lock it. Jensen saw the unread messages piled up, there were fourteen of them.

“Wanna know what I love? Those little pastries you recommended.”

“I went to the park and the houses; that was brilliant mate!! Next time come with me.”

“Told my mates about you; they want you to come for a drink with us. Watch some football, Euro semis is in a few days.”

“I’m planning a date; the bridge at night. What do you think?”

“Free for lunch tomorrow?”

Was this guy the reason why Jared had doubted at first? Because he meant it, Jared was his for the time being, Jensen won’t share.

“You read them!! Why won’t you answer?”

The guy obviously was from abroad, a British. Was Jared the one informing the lions?

Jared got up and marched into the bathroom to find Jared rubbing a towel on his chest while standing there totally naked. “Jensen!!” he let out startled lowering the towel to cover his midsection. “What the…” Jensen put the phone on his face.

“Who is this?”

Jared gapped. “What?”

“Is this related to your brother?” he asked but Jared couldn’t even focus his eyes on the phone. “Huh?” he pressed. Jared asked once more *what?* Now I get the whole you can trust me speech from last night, you conniving little bitch.

Jared frowned. “I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“This guy sending you messages. Who is he?” Jared sputtered a bit without being able to answer. “I told you my toys are mine only.”

Jared moved back as Jensen pounced on him. “You have no reason to be jealous…” the cackle that left the other man’s mouth left him quiet.

“Jealous? That’s for relationships, you’re just my whore...” he got there taking the towel off of Jared’s body. “And I’m paying you to fuck, while you’re giving your ass for free to some other guy? Stupid me bought the virgin story…” he said kissing Jared hard, and holding his hands hard when he resisted. He let his hands go to hold his jaw and suck hard on his bottom lip, his teeth grazing it until he tasted copper.

He let go of Jared and the man could hardly take a breath before Jensen was against him, holding his hips and pressing him against the counter. “Stop…” he begged. “Jensen, please…”

Jensen ignored him as he pushed with his body, and trapped his hands and pulled his legs apart to fit his pelvis between them. “Stop! Or you’ll regret it.”

Jared didn’t stop he moved his hands until Jensen released them and batted them not really trying to hurt Jensen, just stop him, win some time until he could make him think; but one of his hands slapped Jensen across the face and Jensen let out a hiss, Jared felt his heart skipping a beat at the fire in the other man’s eyes.

“You’re going to pay for this.” Jensen moved back and Jared fell from the counter, he find his footing and looked up to see Jensen as he threw his phone at him and moved to the bedroom to get his own.

“Please no!” Jared ran naked into the room offering the phone to Jensen. “He’s just a friend; I swear… he’s just a friend.” He said sobbing. “Don’t hurt my brother, or-or my dad, please! He’s just a friend. He gave me his hoodie the night at the bar and we had lunch once, nothing else, we’re just friends.” he moved to stand in front of Jensen again and the older man took the phone from his hands throwing it to the bed.

“Too late.” Jensen ignored the sight in front of him. Jared was pale and his lips were swollen and there was a mark of blood; his eyes were wide open and filled with tears. “Mark.” He said as soon as the voice on the phone sounded with a hello; ignoring the pleas and tears from the guy in front of him. “You have green light.”

Jared pushed Jensen back. “NO!! NO!! You said he’ll be safe!!” he shouted in a hiccup to stop his sobs.

“I told you he’ll be safe if you were a good little whore. You weren’t.” Jensen took off his shirt and moved towards the bathroom, Jared messed his hair desperate.

“Okay!”Jared shouted. “Please don’t let them hurt him. I will-I’ll let you…” but he couldn’t even say it. “I will, okay? I’ll let you… I’ll have sex with you.” He let out and almost immediately closed his mouth; horrified of what had come out.

Jensen sneered at him, as he put his phone down; he tried to leave Jared behind but the kid kept moving in front of him. “You don’t get it, if I’d want to have sex with you, we would’ve had sex already.” He pushed Jared to a side as he got into the bathroom followed by Jared. “Get out of here.” Jared watched in horrified silence while Jensen got into the shower stall. “And your little friend? Jonathan?” Jensen let out turning before walking behind the fogged glass wall. “He’s dead.”

Jared stood there stunned hearing the spray of water; he marched back into the bedroom, put on his clothes, and was putting on his shoes when it hit him. He had to go home, he had to.

The entire house was empty, only a maid looked at him worried. “Is everything okay sir?” she asked. “We heard shouts and…”

“I have to go… ” he said and the lady pointed him to the door.

Jared got out and walked for almost 45 minutes until he finally reached a bus stop, he’d go back home and maybe warn Jonathan he had to warn him. He searched for his phone but couldn’t find it, of course not, Jensen had it, and he never gave it back.

Jared rubbed his head and wanted to scream out of despair. He couldn’t even warn his father’s caregivers.

He should call Jim Beaver, he should. Jared ran into a public phone by the beach and searched his pockets for coins when a hand grabbed him pulling him out.

“Who the fuck are you going to call?” Jensen growled. “Who the fuck are you calling?” Jared started shivering and didn’t dare to look into Jensen’s eyes. “I could have everyone you love dead with one word, and you dare to cross me?” he hissed inches away from his face.

Jared could feel the smell of sandalwood and leather, he liked it once; now it represented fear and sorrow. “Let me go…” Jared said softly, anger growing in him. “Let me go!!” he pushed on Jensen’s arm and stood there. “You said I could say no, I say no!! NO!!” he shouted and both looked around at the people staring at them. “What’s the point if you ordered… if he’s…?” Jared sobbed. “What’s the point anymore…” he sobbed. “I just want to go home.”

Jensen let out a frustrated groan and walked away; Jared felt some relief at that, but then Kevin, the one who was always there when Milo wasn’t held him by the arm. “Come on; I’ll take you back.”

Jared tried to fight the man but then he held him close, this one was taller than him and his light blue eyes, square jaw and menacing expression stopped any fight in him.”I’m not Milo, I won’t hesitate, and Mr. Ackles never said I couldn’t use force.” Jared sobbed all the way to the car; the man opened the front door and pushed Jared into the seat.

“Back here with me.” Jensen said calmed; Jared saw how the guard held him like a doll and dragged him to the back of the car.

Jared landed on a heap on the seat and the door was slammed behind him. He had no idea of what to say or do.

He wanted to ask something, say something but his mind was blank.

Jensen was reading the paper; his arm resting against the other door. That was even more nerve-racking than violence or lust.

***

Tom woke up around 9:30 and marched into the breakfast room to find Steve and Michael talking.

“Where’s Jensen? Did Misha arrive?”

Michael let out a chuckle. “Misha will be here in an hour, Jensen and Jared had a fight this morning and Jared left.” He said and with a chuckle. “Jensen just went after him.”

Steve snorted on his juice. “I thought Jensen was above all that chasing and begging shit.”

“I thought Jensen was above dating and caring for anyone other than the mirror or his work” Michael replied. “I’m still surprised he’s still dating a freaking low life waiter.”

Brianna; Steve’s girlfriend ran into the room in white jeans and navy blue shirt and a surprised excited expression on her face. “Guys! Have you heard?” she ran to the only wall that was not made out of glass to turn on a TV.

You could read there. “NEWS FLASH- Riot: Roman medium security state prison burning.”

“… The fire has reached the infirmary where prisoners from another six counties had been receiving treatment for different injuries. So far six deaths has been reported, five prisoners and the guard that was at the cell block when the riot started.”She sat next to Steve and he hugged her as images of fire, and black smokes coming out of broken windows were shown. “Let’s go back to our reporter on the site. Allison?” the image changed to a sweet looking girl who was fighting against the wind.

“Hello Isaac. Hello folks.” She greeted the other newscaster and then the public. “we’re at the very entrance to the security zone, the FBI had been called; apparently everything started when two sides of prisoners started a fight over territory; apparently organized crime’s groups were fighting over control of the prisoners and..” the girl let out a scream as an explosion made everyone in the room jump, Brianna cursed and Rachel entered running. The voice on the TV was drowned by the sound of footsteps.

“Where is Jensen?” she said holding her phone. “No Daddy, he’s not here.” she said running out once more.

***

Jensen had a phone call on the car. He let out a frustrated sigh as he looked at Jared and motioned for him to be quiet. “Mark?” It was only a couple seconds. “How big?”

Jensen grunted before thanking her and dialed by heart. “Pellegrino?” Jared gasped paying attention to the conversation. “How many?” he nodded and made a sound. “But they’re safe, right? Is he safe?” another sound. “And you? Are you away from all this? Is anything traceable?” Jensen let his head fall and smiled. “Good; call Christian and tell him please. Thank you, I’ll be back this afternoon.”

Jared wanted to ask, wanted to know what happened with his brother but he didn’t dare; he didn’t dare to know if he was dead.
When they were parking in front of the house Jared finally had the guts to speak. “Let me go home, that’s all I want.” He said looking in the general direction of Jensen.

“Shut up, get in the house; act as normal as possible in front of my friends.” Jensen turned at him. “That’s an order.” Jensen said looking straight to his face.

He walked into the house and the first thing he saw was a worried and still in pajamas Rachel.

“There you are asshole!!” she shouted moving in front of him. “I guess you’re not interested in the least about what our families represent.” She hissed and then noticing Jared. “I have to talk to you in private.” She pulled Jensen into her bedroom sending Jared down the hall

***

Jared was standing at the entrance of a giant terrace where people were having breakfast and watching TV.

“Come in.” a blond lady offered. “I’m Brianna, just in case… you know that brute didn’t even introduced us last night.” Jared nodded. “Have some breakfast.” She pointed at the table where she got a sugar powdered dognut. “We’re discussing recent events and news.” She looked at the guys around to ease the tension.

“What happened with Jensen?” Jason asked. “He’s acting as if someone stole his binky again…” the rest in the room nodded and groaned and made sounds of agreement much to Jared amazement.

Michael rolled his eyes. “He always act like that when someone take his things, don’t tell me; you did something like use his clothes or his razor or something. Right?”

Jared turned desperate when someone snorted behind him to find another girl standing there. “Do you remember the leather jacket debacle?” all of them laughed.

Brianna made a face at them. “But I heard he’s better since he’s with you, he even agreed to come; it’s like the first time in years.” She stopped rolled her eyes and smiled. “Please say something, so we don’t feel bad for overwhelming you with our gossiping.”
Jared smiled. “It’s fine, it’s a good change.” He said getting to the table and taking a pile of bacon and pancakes.

“Did he hurt you?” the tall guy at the right asked, Jason, he said.

Jared shook his head no. “But I believe he think someone is using…” he felt cold at using the words. “He thinks I let someone use something he bought.” With his eyes fixed on his plate he waited for the questions.

“That cheap bastard…” someone said and Jared looked up. “Ignore him for a couple days, he’ll get over himself.”

Jared frowned. “If you don’t like him why you invite him?”

Eight sets of eyes shared a second before the one that had been quieter spoke. A brunette with a small mole on her left cheek sat straighter. “Because we might not like him always, but he’s a good man and we admire him.” Her serious expression changed with a small smile. “And he’s my cousin.” She admitted and the rest laughed with her and even Jared smiled.

“And an awesome business partner when Kane is not holding him back.” Michael chimed in from the corner where he was still watching the news.

Jared saw a house on fire and turned back to his breakfast.

***

“Dad called me this morning while you were out with your boyfriend. Someone attacked our guys in Roman’s.”

Jensen rubbed his face. “I know Mark Sheppard just called me.”

“That bastard!” roared Rachel. “You will be stabbed in the back by him, like my dad was.”

Jensen sighed. “Tell me!” commanded.

Rachel looked offended for a second before talking. “They entered the infirmary for some reason and the last of the Ventimiglia and the others attacked them.”

Jensen nodded. “Sheppard said that much, no casualties for us.”

Rachel looked straight at his eyes. “I heard it was your order; Jensen. What’s happening?”

Jensen set his jaw and crossed his arms bending his head a little to hide his neck. “Nothing.” He turned around. “I’m going back to town.”

Rachel could see through his lie.

***

Brianna sat next to Jared eating while the rest were watching quietly the TV behind them.

“Jensen is a good man, as Sophia said.” Brianna took a bite of her dognut. “They just had a very hard life…” she confided. “Did you know about his mom and his girlfriend?” Jared shook his head no. “Alona got pregnant when they were very young. They were going to the hospital with his mom and Sophia when something happened. Apparently someone kidnapped them, his mom and the girls, he ended up hanging on a bridge, by the time police pulled him down everyone thought he was death, he’s a lucky bastard, he walked off of that one with nothing more than some bruises and acrophobia.” she took another bite of her food. “He could’ve been a singer, he had a voice…” the sound she made as her eyes rolled up made Jared blush a bit. “He still sings, now and then with those apes and Kane.” She said pointing to Steve and Jason and moved closer whispering.

“The girls went missing for a while; don’t ask me why or who took them, all I know is that they were gone to some place bad, when they got them back Alona had lost the baby.” Jared gasped and looked around as if fearing the rest could hear. “They broke up after that; the girl became something of horror movies, Nikita and Xena had nothing on them; but his mom… well…” Brianna opened his mouth but the words never came out.

Jensen entered the room and marched to his friends, he explained something in a low voice.” he’s still pissed.” Mumbled Jared and Brianna offered him to stay with her.

“Jared, let’s go!” ordered Jensen. Everyone in the room looked at him.

“Jay.” Sophia got up. “A word please.”

Jensen shook his head no. “Sorry we have to go.” He stood by the threshold waiting.

Jared was already walking to the door. “Thank you for everything… good bye.” He said and marched towards Jensen quietly, eyes casted down and moving away when Jensen let out a sigh it made Brianna and Sophia huff.

“Are we like them now?” Sophia’s voice boomed.

Jensen tensed visibly and his voice rose too. “NO! I’d never!!”

Sophia walked to him sneering. “You treat him as if you were one of them.” She said whispering only for Jensen to hear. “I don’t recognize you anymore cousin.”

The rest looked from one to the other in surprised horror.

Jared saw as Jensen turned around and walked out. He followed too afraid to say anything.

***

Jared sat at his end of the seat again, he wasn’t crying anymore, he just had faced the fact; one of them was gone, he still had his father, right? he had to keep going; but he felt once more alone.

“At least tell me my dad is safe.” He mumbled when the car slowed down on a red light entering back into the city.
Jensen turned at him as if he forgot Jared was there; he blinked and nodded. “Thank you.” Jared let out and bit his lip. “Can I go
home? That’s all I want, in case someone calls me.”

Jensen was looking away once more, not a word exchanged until Jensen’s phone rang again. “Hey…” he said smiling. “No, no,
I’m on my way.” He let out a sigh rubbing his eyes. “Not sure, I heard nobody died…”

At the other end Mark Pellegrino was informing him. “Somehow they’re fine, but Jensen? Gilbert was talking to them; to one of them. ”

Jensen scrunched his eyes. “NO.” he punched the sit with all his strength not noticing Jared wincing away surprised.

Jared made his mind as he saw Jensen losing his temper and getting tenser with every passing second he was on the phone.

He made his mind and when the car stopped on a red light again he moved; opened the door and tried to run.

For a second he thought he made it, but Jensen’s arm held him by the back of his jacket and his hair and pulled him back. “You’re coming with me to this.” he let out as he pulled Jared back into the car and locked the door. Jared was squirming trying to get free and move away from Jensen. He punched the other man in the face as he repeated he wanted to go home.

Frustrated Jensen pushed him hard, his forearm resting against Jared’s neck. “Stop or I swear I’m going to punch you.” The threat was real; Jared could see the truth in those eyes.

He finally settled fearing more violence. “Let me go, you said I could call this thing off.”

Jensen groaned frustrated. “Shut the fuck up, you’re gonna be interested in this.” Jared started getting angry when the car turned to a different highway; they were going to the prison.

Jared felt a painful clench on his chest. Wasn’t enough to be there when Jensen ordered Mark to hurt his brother?

But then he saw the column of smoke and cars and a police block. “What’s this?”

Jensen finally turned to him. “My men found your brother with the guys that took my niece. They hurt him.” Jared gasped; he tried to speak but nothing came out of his mouth, suddenly he felt something wet falling from his eyes. “Your brother is alive, but the fight between my men and the other group caused a riot. We’re going to pick Mark.”

Jared wanted to talk again but still nothing came out of his mouth. “I want to believe this has nothing to do with you.” Jensen stated not looking at him again. “Or with that guy you’re seeing.” Jensen held his phone in front of him.

“I’m not seeing anyone.” He said moving to get his phone back.

“I don’t fucking care as long as you fill your end of our deal.” Nothing else was said.

The road block stopped them and no matter who Jensen called they were sent away after yet another explosion sounded inside the prison.

Jensen spent six hours waiting for Mark Pellegrino to come back and was almost crying when he hugged his friend outside Mark’s apartment.

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Part FIFTEEN