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Undercover Lover (3/3)
Jensen slowly turned to see the blond he had grown to see as a little brother. Granted he was the little brother he wanted to strangle half the time but he still loved him like one. Green clashed with blue as they stared at each other. “I asked you a question.” Jensen looked at the gun in Chad’s hand to the one that sat on Chad’s hip before looking him back in the eyes. “Have a seat.” Jensen didn’t move. “I said,” Chad switched off the safety. “Have a seat.” Jensen slowly sat down on the bed and looked up at Chad.
“So Jens, I see some things have changed since we saw each other last.” He said motioning to Jensen’s stomach. “You’re what eight, nine months?”
“Six. Seven in a few days.”
Chad let out a whistle. “Wow you are huge. Guess that’s the Padalecki in it coming out.”
“Twins.”
“Twins? Oh. Boss is potent isn’t he?”
“Cut the shit. Why are you here Chad?”
“Awww Jenny. Don’t be that way.” Chad mock pouted. “I mean it’s not every day that the boss falls madly in love with a guy from his wet dreams. I mean he was planning on marrying you, showed me the ring and everything. He was going to take you out of the country propose then probably spend the next 4 days fucking your brains out. It’s also not every day that that same man turns out to be a cop and gets him arrested.” Jensen’s fingers twitched. “So now I’m here stuck playing babysitter to you to protect you from idiots trying to move up in the ranks by getting rid of you.” Chad dug into his pocket and handed Jensen a card. “Jared told me to give it to you.”
Jensen shoved the card into his pocket not paying any real attention. “I suppose you felt it was necessary to move my guns and knife.”
Chad gave him a puzzled look. “I didn’t move anything.” Jensen and Chad shared a look. “Get up and let’s go.”
Jensen, with help from Chad, stood from the bed; Chad took his extra gun and handed it to Jensen. They walked from his bedroom and a few steps past the bathroom when Jensen felt something press into the back of his head. Jensen let out a gasp and stopped walking. “Chad.” He said softly and watched as Chad slowly turned and raised his gun and point it at whoever was behind him.
“Drop it or he’s dead.”
Jensen’s eyes widened. “Chris?! What in the hell are you doing!”
“Shut up!” he turned his attention back to Chad. “I said drop it.” Chad hesitated but slowly lowered his gun. Chris either had a second gun or moved faster than either man could register because the next thing Jensen knew a gun went off and Chad’s face was one of pure pain and surprise.
“CHAD!” Jensen watched helplessly as Chad fell to the floor. “Chad!” Jensen fought against Chris grip but stilled instantly when his gun pressed against his stomach. “Please.” Jensen said nearly in tears, not sure if it was the extra hormones or the fact that Chad just got shot in front of him. “I have to see if he’s okay.”
“No let’s go.” Jensen looks at Chad on the floor as Chris drags him out of the house.
“Where are you taking me?”
“To our special place.” Chris shoved Jensen to the car into the passenger seat, and soon they were speed down the road. Three hours into the car ride Jensen can’t hold it anymore and asks Chris to pull over at the upcoming rest stop. “No. Hold it.”
“Either you pull over at the rest stop or your car is going to start smelling like hot piss.” Jensen snapped. Chris pulled over at the rest stop and Jensen held out his hand.
“What?”
“Can I have some money for food?”
“Don’t you have money?” Chris asked already fishing out his wallet.
“I’m pretty sure vending machines don’t take debit or credit cards. Can I have some money, please?” Chris slapped 5 dollars into Jensen’s hand and watched as Jensen struggled to get out of the car.
“5 minutes then I’m coming in after you.” Chris yelled to Jensen’s retreating form.
Jensen quickly found an empty stall and locked the door. He quickly used the bathroom then yanked out his phone and dug in his other pocket in search of the card. He pulled it out and punched in the first number on the card. There was no answer so he quickly dialed the second.
“Come on, come on. Pick up, pickup, please pick up.”
“What?” Was the aggravated answer.
“Jared?” Jensen said with hope. “Jared I need help. Chris, he came to my house and he shot Chad in my hallway. We’re on the highway route 23 last I knew heading east but we took an exit so that might have changed. Jared please you have to come get me.”
“Do you know where you’re going?”
“He said to our special place but I don’t know what he means!” Jensen was going to speak more but he heard the bathroom door squeak. He quickly set the phone to mute and slid it into the waistband of his pants. He flushed the toilet and slowly unlocked and opened his stall door. He wasn’t surprised to see Chris leaning against the wall near the sinks. He walked over to the sinks and began to wash his hands. He looked up in the mirror to see that Chris had moved closer.
“You must think I’m stupid.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Jensen said while rinsing the suds from his hands.
“Who did you call?”
“I didn’t call anyone.” Jensen looked down at his hands.
“Wrong answer.” Jensen had no time to react Chris yanked him back then shoved him hard against think sink ledge Jensen’s eyes filled with tears and a pained gasp left his throat. Chris patted down a wheezing Jensen but didn’t find his phone. He ignored the choked sob that escaped Jensen’s mouth and forced him straight up. “Get into the fucking car.” Jensen didn’t want to move. He just wanted to curl into a ball on the floor. All he could think was ‘my babies’ over and over as he forced his body to cooperate. He sat carefully in the car and tried to stop the tears of pain and worry.
***
Jensen let out another pained moan as pain shot through his body bringing tears to his eyes. Something was wrong with the babies he needed to get out of here. Here being the lake house where he and Chris had their first date. “Chris why are you doing this?” Jensen asked as he struggled to shake off Chris’ grip. Chris was leading him to the pier that was used to jump into the water, Jensen didn’t like where this was headed.
“Because he ruined everything.”
“Who?”
“Jensen please do not play stupid with me. You know who.” Chris said while double checking the restraints the bound Jensen’s hands together underneath his stomach.
“Jared didn’t do anything.”
Chris scoffed. “If being a crime lord, taking you away from me, and ruining my career is doing nothing, then I’d hate to see your version of doing something.”
“He didn’t take me from you.”
“You broke up with me because you had to go undercover for him.”
“I broke up with you because you’re crazy possessive, and you have this bad habit of not stopping while you’re ahead.” Chris glared at Jensen. “And if you’re mad enough to kill me because I broke up with you, then you have some serious issues.”
“I’m not going to kill you. I love you too much to do that.”
“Then why am I here tied.”
“I said I wasn’t going to kill you, I never said anything about them.” Chris reached out and rubbed Jensen’s stomach. Jensen flinched and to a small step back, noticing how close he was to the edge. Chris flung his hand out and grasped his arm to give him balance back.
Another spike of pain shot through his body and he bent over to help ease it. “Chris I really need a hospital. Please. I’m begging you.”
“No. I’m not dumb enough to fall for that.”
“C-Chris I’m not lying. Something is wrong.” More pain wrecked through his body, he felt something warm between his legs. He, with some difficulty, touched it and pulled his fingers back bloody; he panicked. “Chris please! I’m bleeding I have to go to the hospital!” He let out a cry and almost collapsed with the pain. The sound of a car door slamming shut caught both of their attention.
“Jared!” Jensen yelled in relief as Jared quickly approached the two. Jensen let out a whimper when Chris yanked him by his arm and point a gun at his stomach for the second time that day.
“Let him go Chris and we’ll leave.”
“Stay where you are!” Chris snapped. Jared slowed but didn’t stop. “You two must think I’m an idiot today. If I let him go you’d just sick your goons on me and I’m not for that. I said stop!”
“Chris It’s not going to work. You don’t trust me with my gun and I don’t trust you with Jensen.” He continued to inch forward.
Chris’ face became totally blank and he relaxed. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Chris pulled the trigger.
Pain ripped through his body. He felt cold and everything seemed to slow down. He looked to see blood and fluid escaping before looking up at Jared. “I’m sorry.” Was said so softly he barely heard it himself before he felt himself falling back into the water. ‘I’m going to die’
****
The first thing Jensen noticed was the smell of wherever he was. It smelt sterile and like pine-sol. The second was that he was warm, meaning he wasn’t in the water anymore. The third and fourth hit him at the same time, the soft beep in the background was annoying and he was thirsty as hell. His eyes fluttered but they didn’t quite open, he tried again and saw that he was in a dimly lit hospital room. The privacy curtain that surrounded him told him that he was sharing a room with another person or whoever brought him here didn’t want him to be disturbed unless necessary.
He reached out blindly with his hand and pushed the call button for the nurse. It was only a few moments until the curtain was pulled back and he was greeted by a male nurse. “Ah! You’re awake!” He said with a huge smile. Jensen opened his mouth to speak but a croaky scratchy noise came out instead. “Oh.” The nurse grabbed a cup from the bedside table and filled it with water from the nearby pitcher.
“Tm’zit?”
“It’s 4:47 in the morning.”
“How long?”
“How long have you been here?” Jensen nodded. “It will be month today. You were in a medicine induced coma for the first week to let your body adjust to what it just went through but when you came off of it you never woke up. The doctor wasn’t too worried said your body was just too exhausted and you would wake up on your own in a few weeks.”
Jensen let the words sink in and reached his hand down to rub his stomach as he thought, a habit he picked up while being pregnant. Pregnant! “My babies!” Jensen tried to sit up but the nurse stopped him.
“Stop. Stop. They’re fine. They’re in the NICU. One is on oxygen and the other is in an incubator because he can’t stay warm, but they’re fine. They just are there as a precaution because they were running fevers on and off and they’re to small to handle it on their own.”
“Can I see them.”
“It’s late I don’t think-”
“Please?”
The nurse hesitated before nodding his head and leaving to get a wheel chair. He wheeled Jensen into the NICU and over to the tiny forms that lied asleep. “Don’t worry about the wires most of them are just for monitoring. The tubes in their mouth are for feeding, they haven’t quite mastered the bottle yet. And you already know the thing in his nose is oxygen.” Jensen absent mindedly nodded at the information he was given. “I know they look small but they’re a pound heavier than they were when they were born.”
Jensen caressed the tiny feet of both his sons. “They’re perfect.”
EPILOUGE
Jensen watched with a smile as his five year olds ran away from a shirtless Chad squealing in delight. “Chad quit terrorizing my children with your scar.”
“They love it.”
“They’re scared of it.” Jensen corrected.
Jensen continued to lean against the railing when he felt some hard push into his back. He reached back grabbed the gun, elbowed the man in the face, then swept his feet from underneath him. “Ouch! Fuck! Jensen it’s me!”
“Jared you should know by now to stop sneaking up on me.” Jensen said while reaching a hand out to help Jared up. “Why are you pressing a gun into my back anyway?”
“It’s a water gun. I bought it for them.” He said tossing the plastic toy into Jensen’s hands
“When do you leave?”
“In a few hours. I have a shipment coming in from Mexico. I have to make sure it’s all there.”
“Then?”
“I have to check on the clubs.”
“I can do the clubs.” Jensen offered.
“And who is going to watch them?”
“Chad can watch them.”
“And who will watch you?” Jared said while playing with Jensen’s belt loops.
“I’m not pregnant anymore. I can watch out for myself.”
Jared nodded before stealing a kiss. “There was a car tailing me on my way here. I parked 4 blocks over and went into the extra house and left out the back. It’s probably the police trying to be undercover.”
“Well we know how well that worked out last time.” Jensen said with a smile.
“Yes it got me a husband, and two beautiful sons. And all it cost me was an ass hole.”
Jensen pushed away from Jared with an eye roll when he mentioned Chris. “Don’t.” Jensen said sternly. “Thing One and Thing Two Papa’s here.”
The two boys looked over and scrambled from underneath Chad and headed straight for Jared. “What’d you get us! What’d you get us!” The jumped excited and waited for their present, knowing every time their Papa came they got a new toy. Jared took the unpackaged water gun from Jensen and pulled the other from behind him and handed them over to the excited boys. “Uncle Chad! Look what Papa got us! You gotta open this one so we can play with it!” One twin ran over to Chad to get his open while the other stayed.
He looked at his gun slightly sad. “What’s wrong?” Jensen asked.
“It doesn’t look like yours.” He pouted.
“Jaysen, that’s because mine if from when I was a police officer.”
“But Papa isn’t and police and he has one!”
“That’s because Papa is a special business man remember?”
“But I just want one like yours or Papa’s.” Jaysen pouted.
Jared knelt down to his son’s level. “You’re too little for one now, but I promise on you’re 16 birthday you can get one of your own.” Jaysen’s face lit up, he gave Jared a bone crushing hug and a peck on his lips before running over to join his brother and his uncle.
“You are not buying him a gun for his 16 birthday.”
“18th then.”
“You’re not getting him a gun.” Jensen said sternly while walking into the house.
“Bet you I can change your mind.”
“I bet you 20 thousand.”
“You’re on.” Jared said with a smile while practically dragging Jensen to his bedroom.
****
Jensen traced random patterns on Jared’s chest as they lied in bed soaking up the afterglow. “I lied to you.”
“When?”
“Earlier.”
“About what?”
“Not being pregnant.”
THE END
Jensen slowly turned to see the blond he had grown to see as a little brother. Granted he was the little brother he wanted to strangle half the time but he still loved him like one. Green clashed with blue as they stared at each other. “I asked you a question.” Jensen looked at the gun in Chad’s hand to the one that sat on Chad’s hip before looking him back in the eyes. “Have a seat.” Jensen didn’t move. “I said,” Chad switched off the safety. “Have a seat.” Jensen slowly sat down on the bed and looked up at Chad.
“So Jens, I see some things have changed since we saw each other last.” He said motioning to Jensen’s stomach. “You’re what eight, nine months?”
“Six. Seven in a few days.”
Chad let out a whistle. “Wow you are huge. Guess that’s the Padalecki in it coming out.”
“Twins.”
“Twins? Oh. Boss is potent isn’t he?”
“Cut the shit. Why are you here Chad?”
“Awww Jenny. Don’t be that way.” Chad mock pouted. “I mean it’s not every day that the boss falls madly in love with a guy from his wet dreams. I mean he was planning on marrying you, showed me the ring and everything. He was going to take you out of the country propose then probably spend the next 4 days fucking your brains out. It’s also not every day that that same man turns out to be a cop and gets him arrested.” Jensen’s fingers twitched. “So now I’m here stuck playing babysitter to you to protect you from idiots trying to move up in the ranks by getting rid of you.” Chad dug into his pocket and handed Jensen a card. “Jared told me to give it to you.”
Jensen shoved the card into his pocket not paying any real attention. “I suppose you felt it was necessary to move my guns and knife.”
Chad gave him a puzzled look. “I didn’t move anything.” Jensen and Chad shared a look. “Get up and let’s go.”
Jensen, with help from Chad, stood from the bed; Chad took his extra gun and handed it to Jensen. They walked from his bedroom and a few steps past the bathroom when Jensen felt something press into the back of his head. Jensen let out a gasp and stopped walking. “Chad.” He said softly and watched as Chad slowly turned and raised his gun and point it at whoever was behind him.
“Drop it or he’s dead.”
Jensen’s eyes widened. “Chris?! What in the hell are you doing!”
“Shut up!” he turned his attention back to Chad. “I said drop it.” Chad hesitated but slowly lowered his gun. Chris either had a second gun or moved faster than either man could register because the next thing Jensen knew a gun went off and Chad’s face was one of pure pain and surprise.
“CHAD!” Jensen watched helplessly as Chad fell to the floor. “Chad!” Jensen fought against Chris grip but stilled instantly when his gun pressed against his stomach. “Please.” Jensen said nearly in tears, not sure if it was the extra hormones or the fact that Chad just got shot in front of him. “I have to see if he’s okay.”
“No let’s go.” Jensen looks at Chad on the floor as Chris drags him out of the house.
“Where are you taking me?”
“To our special place.” Chris shoved Jensen to the car into the passenger seat, and soon they were speed down the road. Three hours into the car ride Jensen can’t hold it anymore and asks Chris to pull over at the upcoming rest stop. “No. Hold it.”
“Either you pull over at the rest stop or your car is going to start smelling like hot piss.” Jensen snapped. Chris pulled over at the rest stop and Jensen held out his hand.
“What?”
“Can I have some money for food?”
“Don’t you have money?” Chris asked already fishing out his wallet.
“I’m pretty sure vending machines don’t take debit or credit cards. Can I have some money, please?” Chris slapped 5 dollars into Jensen’s hand and watched as Jensen struggled to get out of the car.
“5 minutes then I’m coming in after you.” Chris yelled to Jensen’s retreating form.
Jensen quickly found an empty stall and locked the door. He quickly used the bathroom then yanked out his phone and dug in his other pocket in search of the card. He pulled it out and punched in the first number on the card. There was no answer so he quickly dialed the second.
“Come on, come on. Pick up, pickup, please pick up.”
“What?” Was the aggravated answer.
“Jared?” Jensen said with hope. “Jared I need help. Chris, he came to my house and he shot Chad in my hallway. We’re on the highway route 23 last I knew heading east but we took an exit so that might have changed. Jared please you have to come get me.”
“Do you know where you’re going?”
“He said to our special place but I don’t know what he means!” Jensen was going to speak more but he heard the bathroom door squeak. He quickly set the phone to mute and slid it into the waistband of his pants. He flushed the toilet and slowly unlocked and opened his stall door. He wasn’t surprised to see Chris leaning against the wall near the sinks. He walked over to the sinks and began to wash his hands. He looked up in the mirror to see that Chris had moved closer.
“You must think I’m stupid.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Jensen said while rinsing the suds from his hands.
“Who did you call?”
“I didn’t call anyone.” Jensen looked down at his hands.
“Wrong answer.” Jensen had no time to react Chris yanked him back then shoved him hard against think sink ledge Jensen’s eyes filled with tears and a pained gasp left his throat. Chris patted down a wheezing Jensen but didn’t find his phone. He ignored the choked sob that escaped Jensen’s mouth and forced him straight up. “Get into the fucking car.” Jensen didn’t want to move. He just wanted to curl into a ball on the floor. All he could think was ‘my babies’ over and over as he forced his body to cooperate. He sat carefully in the car and tried to stop the tears of pain and worry.
***
Jensen let out another pained moan as pain shot through his body bringing tears to his eyes. Something was wrong with the babies he needed to get out of here. Here being the lake house where he and Chris had their first date. “Chris why are you doing this?” Jensen asked as he struggled to shake off Chris’ grip. Chris was leading him to the pier that was used to jump into the water, Jensen didn’t like where this was headed.
“Because he ruined everything.”
“Who?”
“Jensen please do not play stupid with me. You know who.” Chris said while double checking the restraints the bound Jensen’s hands together underneath his stomach.
“Jared didn’t do anything.”
Chris scoffed. “If being a crime lord, taking you away from me, and ruining my career is doing nothing, then I’d hate to see your version of doing something.”
“He didn’t take me from you.”
“You broke up with me because you had to go undercover for him.”
“I broke up with you because you’re crazy possessive, and you have this bad habit of not stopping while you’re ahead.” Chris glared at Jensen. “And if you’re mad enough to kill me because I broke up with you, then you have some serious issues.”
“I’m not going to kill you. I love you too much to do that.”
“Then why am I here tied.”
“I said I wasn’t going to kill you, I never said anything about them.” Chris reached out and rubbed Jensen’s stomach. Jensen flinched and to a small step back, noticing how close he was to the edge. Chris flung his hand out and grasped his arm to give him balance back.
Another spike of pain shot through his body and he bent over to help ease it. “Chris I really need a hospital. Please. I’m begging you.”
“No. I’m not dumb enough to fall for that.”
“C-Chris I’m not lying. Something is wrong.” More pain wrecked through his body, he felt something warm between his legs. He, with some difficulty, touched it and pulled his fingers back bloody; he panicked. “Chris please! I’m bleeding I have to go to the hospital!” He let out a cry and almost collapsed with the pain. The sound of a car door slamming shut caught both of their attention.
“Jared!” Jensen yelled in relief as Jared quickly approached the two. Jensen let out a whimper when Chris yanked him by his arm and point a gun at his stomach for the second time that day.
“Let him go Chris and we’ll leave.”
“Stay where you are!” Chris snapped. Jared slowed but didn’t stop. “You two must think I’m an idiot today. If I let him go you’d just sick your goons on me and I’m not for that. I said stop!”
“Chris It’s not going to work. You don’t trust me with my gun and I don’t trust you with Jensen.” He continued to inch forward.
Chris’ face became totally blank and he relaxed. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Chris pulled the trigger.
Pain ripped through his body. He felt cold and everything seemed to slow down. He looked to see blood and fluid escaping before looking up at Jared. “I’m sorry.” Was said so softly he barely heard it himself before he felt himself falling back into the water. ‘I’m going to die’
****
The first thing Jensen noticed was the smell of wherever he was. It smelt sterile and like pine-sol. The second was that he was warm, meaning he wasn’t in the water anymore. The third and fourth hit him at the same time, the soft beep in the background was annoying and he was thirsty as hell. His eyes fluttered but they didn’t quite open, he tried again and saw that he was in a dimly lit hospital room. The privacy curtain that surrounded him told him that he was sharing a room with another person or whoever brought him here didn’t want him to be disturbed unless necessary.
He reached out blindly with his hand and pushed the call button for the nurse. It was only a few moments until the curtain was pulled back and he was greeted by a male nurse. “Ah! You’re awake!” He said with a huge smile. Jensen opened his mouth to speak but a croaky scratchy noise came out instead. “Oh.” The nurse grabbed a cup from the bedside table and filled it with water from the nearby pitcher.
“Tm’zit?”
“It’s 4:47 in the morning.”
“How long?”
“How long have you been here?” Jensen nodded. “It will be month today. You were in a medicine induced coma for the first week to let your body adjust to what it just went through but when you came off of it you never woke up. The doctor wasn’t too worried said your body was just too exhausted and you would wake up on your own in a few weeks.”
Jensen let the words sink in and reached his hand down to rub his stomach as he thought, a habit he picked up while being pregnant. Pregnant! “My babies!” Jensen tried to sit up but the nurse stopped him.
“Stop. Stop. They’re fine. They’re in the NICU. One is on oxygen and the other is in an incubator because he can’t stay warm, but they’re fine. They just are there as a precaution because they were running fevers on and off and they’re to small to handle it on their own.”
“Can I see them.”
“It’s late I don’t think-”
“Please?”
The nurse hesitated before nodding his head and leaving to get a wheel chair. He wheeled Jensen into the NICU and over to the tiny forms that lied asleep. “Don’t worry about the wires most of them are just for monitoring. The tubes in their mouth are for feeding, they haven’t quite mastered the bottle yet. And you already know the thing in his nose is oxygen.” Jensen absent mindedly nodded at the information he was given. “I know they look small but they’re a pound heavier than they were when they were born.”
Jensen caressed the tiny feet of both his sons. “They’re perfect.”
EPILOUGE
Jensen watched with a smile as his five year olds ran away from a shirtless Chad squealing in delight. “Chad quit terrorizing my children with your scar.”
“They love it.”
“They’re scared of it.” Jensen corrected.
Jensen continued to lean against the railing when he felt some hard push into his back. He reached back grabbed the gun, elbowed the man in the face, then swept his feet from underneath him. “Ouch! Fuck! Jensen it’s me!”
“Jared you should know by now to stop sneaking up on me.” Jensen said while reaching a hand out to help Jared up. “Why are you pressing a gun into my back anyway?”
“It’s a water gun. I bought it for them.” He said tossing the plastic toy into Jensen’s hands
“When do you leave?”
“In a few hours. I have a shipment coming in from Mexico. I have to make sure it’s all there.”
“Then?”
“I have to check on the clubs.”
“I can do the clubs.” Jensen offered.
“And who is going to watch them?”
“Chad can watch them.”
“And who will watch you?” Jared said while playing with Jensen’s belt loops.
“I’m not pregnant anymore. I can watch out for myself.”
Jared nodded before stealing a kiss. “There was a car tailing me on my way here. I parked 4 blocks over and went into the extra house and left out the back. It’s probably the police trying to be undercover.”
“Well we know how well that worked out last time.” Jensen said with a smile.
“Yes it got me a husband, and two beautiful sons. And all it cost me was an ass hole.”
Jensen pushed away from Jared with an eye roll when he mentioned Chris. “Don’t.” Jensen said sternly. “Thing One and Thing Two Papa’s here.”
The two boys looked over and scrambled from underneath Chad and headed straight for Jared. “What’d you get us! What’d you get us!” The jumped excited and waited for their present, knowing every time their Papa came they got a new toy. Jared took the unpackaged water gun from Jensen and pulled the other from behind him and handed them over to the excited boys. “Uncle Chad! Look what Papa got us! You gotta open this one so we can play with it!” One twin ran over to Chad to get his open while the other stayed.
He looked at his gun slightly sad. “What’s wrong?” Jensen asked.
“It doesn’t look like yours.” He pouted.
“Jaysen, that’s because mine if from when I was a police officer.”
“But Papa isn’t and police and he has one!”
“That’s because Papa is a special business man remember?”
“But I just want one like yours or Papa’s.” Jaysen pouted.
Jared knelt down to his son’s level. “You’re too little for one now, but I promise on you’re 16 birthday you can get one of your own.” Jaysen’s face lit up, he gave Jared a bone crushing hug and a peck on his lips before running over to join his brother and his uncle.
“You are not buying him a gun for his 16 birthday.”
“18th then.”
“You’re not getting him a gun.” Jensen said sternly while walking into the house.
“Bet you I can change your mind.”
“I bet you 20 thousand.”
“You’re on.” Jared said with a smile while practically dragging Jensen to his bedroom.
****
Jensen traced random patterns on Jared’s chest as they lied in bed soaking up the afterglow. “I lied to you.”
“When?”
“Earlier.”
“About what?”
“Not being pregnant.”
THE END
