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Title: Misfire
Characters: Jared, Jensen, two OMC's
Genre/pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: R/NC-17
Word-count: 2,640
Spoilers: None.
Warnings: Brief violence, Guns, Jealous!Jared, Mpreg, Angst....I think that's it.
Summary: Jensen was trying to keep his pregnancy a secret so he could surprise Jared on Valentine's Day. He had no idea that his keeping a secret would drive Jared into such a rage.
Disclaimer: I own neither J because last I checked slavery is illegal. Both man owns themselves and none of this ever happened because men can't get pregnant....unless I missed something in biology class. The only thing I own is this particular fic.
Notes:Written for the
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deanlives which could be found here. A J does get shot but I there's a happy ending I swear. I hope you like it!Title: Lost and Found
Rating: NC-17
Length:1,981
Warnings/kinks:H/c, underage, age gap; (Jensen /24/Jared 16)
Brief Summary:one night,older!Jensen stumbles upon homeless!Jared takes him home and feeds him...Jared says thank you
Title: Growing Pains
Rating: NC-17
Length:4,655
Warnings/kinks:Incest, first time, underage (Jared 15/Jensen 23), h/c;
Brief Summary:Jared's growing pains keep him sore all the time. Luckily, Jensen His older half brother is a physical therapist who gives AWESOME massages. Oils and everything. Hot and heavy massaging ensues.
Theme 04: Lover's Rock (J2)
| 01. | skin | 06. | feel | 11. | heat | 16. | ache | 21. | desire | 26. | surrender |
| 02. | bite | 07. | kiss | 12. | wet | 17. | flush | 22. | tangle | 27. | truth |
| 03. | slick | 08. | touch | 13. | secret | 18. | lust | 23. | comfort | 28. | lies |
| 04. | promise | 09. | need | 14. | dance | 19. | trust | 24. | covet | 29. | future |
| 05. | betrayal | 10. | past | 15. | laughter | 20. | beginning | 25. | heart | 30. | ending |
Title: Starting Anew (WIP)
(Character Biographies)
(Chapter 1) (Chapter 2) (Chapter 3) (Chapter 4) (Chapter 5)
Rating:NC-17
Word Count: WIP
Warnings: Description of child abuse, Violence, Language, Smut, Rimming, Toys
Characters/Pairings: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki, Chris Kane/Steve Carlson, Chad Murray/James Lafferty, Tom Welling/Mike Rosenbaum, and Dean Ackles/Misha Collins, Genevieve Cortese, Danneel Harris, David Boreanaz, Sophia Bush, and Jason Manns (others mentioned).
Summary: Jensen is the average man, a second grade teacher, and has a identical twin brother who teaches high school. He just got out of a bad relationship and isn't looking for anything new. Jared is a recently single father, a successful actor, and not looking for much. When Jensen finds his son lost in the store, a friendship forms that could definitely turn into more.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, this never happened, totally fake!
Title: Musical Drabbles (Complete)
Summary: 10 drabbles based on the songs that my itunes picked on shuffle
Rating:G-as close to NC-17 as you can get in 3 minuets
Warnings: Smut & Toys
Characters: Jared/Jensen, Jeff, Chad, Chris
Word Count: ~2,300
Disclaimer: I own nothing and this most definitely, never happened
Title: Undercover Lover (complete)
PART 1, PART 2, PART 3
Rating:Strong R close to NC-17Warning: Sex and violence
Disclaimer: Completely fake
Written For: spn_hardcore's 2nd 'Mpreg' - Meme
Prompt:Jensen used to be one of the best undercover cops doing the job then he went undercover in the Padalecki organization and fell for the top boss, Jared. Jensen was so very compromised, and couldn't turn Jared in - someone else had to do that. When they finally came to arrest Jared, Jensen had just found out he was pregnant. Jensen didn't tell anyone about his baby, especially since the angry cops who finally arrested Jared burned Jensen's cover - outing him as a cop to Jared and all his most trusted crew.
Jensen knew that he had to run - in a few months he would be too vulnerable, heavily pregnant with the baby. He also knew that the charges against Jared and company might not stick as well as the cops thought and Jensen had to protect his coming little one, it was the last piece of Jared he was allowed to have.
Bonus points: Jared always knew Jensen was a cop; Jared finds Jensen heavily pregnant and has to keep his crew from hurting him
Title: Undercover Lover (Complete & Chinese)
PART 1, PART 2 PART 3
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Rating:Strong R close to NC-17
Warning: Sex and violence
Disclaimer: Completely fake
Written For: spn_hardcore's 2nd 'Mpreg' - Meme
There are some truely amazing people in the world. About a month or so ago nor_noreen asked to translate Undercover Lover and I was so excited how could I possibly say no. So I am happy to present to you my first EVER translated fic. It's in Chinese and I can't read a lick of it but I still go to it just to look at it.
MISFIRE
Jensen slid into the empty seat and smiled brightly at the other occupant of the table. “Sorry I’m late, had a doctor’s appointment.”
“Everything alright?”
“Yeah. I’ve been feeling a bit off lately so I made an appointment.” Their conversation was interrupted by their waiter coming over.
“What would you two like to drink?”
“Pepsi.”
“Apple juice, please.” The waiter nodded left.
“Apple juice? Since when do you pick Juice over coffee?”
“Since I found out that I am pregnant.” Silence fell over the table only slightly interrupted by the waiter setting down their drinks.
“You’re what?” The other occupant asked in shock.
“I’m pregnant.” Jensen repeated, this time with less enthusiasm and confidence.
“Don’t you think you should be saying this to Jared?”
“Saying what to Jared?” Jensen turned in his seat to see Jared standing there with a look of confusion on his face.
“Jared! Hi!” Jensen said surprised. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at work?”
“I’m on my lunch break.” Jared said brows furrowed in confusion at Jensen’s obvious nervousness. “What are you doing here with…?”
“Grant.” The man offered.
“Grant.” Jared finished.
“We were having lunch.” Jensen said quickly. “Are you staying here or going back to the hospital or…?”
“He can eat with us. I don’t mind.” Grant spoke up.
Jared took in Jensen’s obvious discomfort. “You know what; I think I’m just going to eat at the hospital cafeteria.” Jensen watched Jared leave before turning back to Grant.
“Do you think he heard?”
“No, but I don’t think he likes me much.”
Jensen smiled. “He doesn’t realize he knows you. He knows you as ‘my co-worker Mr. Feorelli’.”
“He probably thinks you’re having an affair.” Grant said with a chuckle.
“That isn’t funny. I would never cheat on Jared.” Jensen said seriously.
“I know that and you know that, but does Jared know that?”
Frankie peeked over the transom
And there to her surprise
She saw her lovin-man Johnny
With that high-browed Nellie Bly
He was her man, and he was doing her wrong
“The music here sucks.” Jensen mumbled to himself.
***
Three weeks after the restaurant incident Jensen found himself on his hands and knees with Jared thrusting into him to the point of almost pain but he had no intention of telling him to stop, it felt entirely way too good. “Jared! Fuck! S’good!” Jared growled out some incoherent response that Jensen couldn’t decipher. Jared had his hands pinned on the side of head and had his face ace buried din Jensen’s neck sucking up marks and leaving imprints of his teeth. “Please!” Jensen gasped at the shift of angle and harder thrusts. “Shit! Please! Pleasepleasaeplease!”
“Mine!”
“Yours! Oh my god! Yours!” His orgasm ripped through him so harshly he couldn’t stop his vision of whiting out then it was dark. He was pulled from his sleep a few hours later by the sound of his phone vibrating on the bedside table. He reached out blindly for his phone and squinted at the bright screen it was 3 in the morning what in the hell did grant want. “’lo?”
“I need you to come over.”
“Why?”
“I think Jessie is cheating on me. His phone rang in the middle of the night and he went into the other room to answer it.”
“Do you think he was trying not to wake you?”
“Jensen I’m serious.”
“Hold on.” Jensen carefully slid from under Jared’s arm, out of the bed, and into the hall outside their bedroom. “Okay now what’s going on?”
***
Jared reached out to pull Jensen close only to find his side of the bed empty. He furrowed his brows and listened out to see if he was in the bathroom. He was slightly surprised to hear his coming from the hall way.
“Grant I’m not coming over, it’s three in the morning...Yes he’s sleep but there’s no guarantee he’ll stay that way...He’s my husband I know his sleeping habits…Grant, no…Grant, Grant listen to me…What? No, don’t…Okay, okay, fine I’ll come over.” Jared closed his eyes and pretended as if he were still asleep. He listened as Jensen quietly changed his clothes and pulled on his shoes. “I can believe I’m doing this.” Jensen leaned over Jared and kissed his cheek. “Please don’t wake up.”
Jared heard their bedroom door gently click shut and his eyes flew open. He listened as the front door squeaked, Jensen’s car starting up and pulling out of the drive. He sat up and pulled the black locked box from under the bed. This was the last straw.
***
Jensen sat on Grant’s couch listening to his distraught friend babble on about how his fiancé has been sneaking off lately and had been keeping secrets. “…even our sex life is different!”
“Too much information.” Jensen said with a shake of his head. “Why did you wake me up at the in the morning for this Grant? I left a perfectly good bed with my husband to help you.”
“I just…how do I find out if he is or isn’t? I mean do I just ask him? Will he tell me the truth if he is? If he isn’t how do I ask without coming off like a total ass!”
“Grant I don’t-” there was a loud harsh knock on the front door. “Who is that?” Grant shrugged and rose to answer the door. He looked up in confusion when Grant slowly backed back into the room with his hands up in surrender. “Grant?” Grant took a few more steps back and the reason for his odd behavior was revealed. “Jared?” He had a gun pointed at Grant.
***
“Jared what are you doing?” Jensen asked nervously.
“Why wouldn’t you just tell me?” Jared asked harshly, gun pointed steadily at Grant.
“What are you talking about? Tell you what?” Jensen asked cautiously.
“That you were having an affair!”
“What? I’m not having an affair!”
“Yes you are! And he’s the one you’re having it with!”
“I’m not cheating on you I swear!”
“Don’t lie to me! I’m not and idiot! I know you’re having an affair. The running late after work, the busy weekends, I even saw you together!” Jared was sweating, his face was read, and his hand was shaking.
“Jared I’m a teacher! If the kids need help I stay after. The busy weekends are because The Valentine’s Day dance is on Friday, and you see us together because we’re the only two teachers working on it.” Jared turned his gaze to Jensen but kept his gun firmly trained on Grant. “Jared please put the gun down and listen to me.” Jared held the gun steady So Jensen kept talking. “Do you remember me talking about my co-worker who was like my needy little brother? Mr. Feorelli? That’s Grant’s last name. Jared, please…please put the gun down.” Jared readjusted his grip on the gun and shook his head no. “Give it to me.” Jensen took a hesitant step toward Jared, hand outstretched. “Give me the gun and we’ll go home and talk about this.”
Jared looked between Grant and Jensen before lowering the gun slightly and holding his hand out for Jensen to take. Grant sagged in obvious relief and watched Jensen reach out for the gun. Grant looked up at the sound of quickly approaching footsteps. “NO!” Grant’s yell was too late. Jamie had charged into the house and ran straight for Jared. When Jamie’s body connected with Jared’s the sound of the gun going off filled the house. Jared stared with wide eyes at the red that was quickly blossoming on the front of Jensen’s shirt. He threw the gun away from him and shoved Jamie away and crawled over to Jensen’s crumpled form.
“Jensne? Jensen!” Jared pressed his hand against the wound on Jensen’s stomach. “Jensen oh my god! I’m so sorry! It wasn’t supposed to be loaded! I thought I emptied it! I just wanted to scare him! Jensen!” Tears were dripping off Jensen’s chin and landing on Jensen’s already soaked shirt.
“Jared?” Jensen said in a soft voice.
“Yeah baby?” Jared choked out.
“Is it,” Jensen swallowed. “Is it a bad thing that I don’t feel anything?”
Jared vaguely heard Grant yelling at Jamie that Jared was giving Jensen the gun. “Call an ambulance!” He turned his attention back to Jensen. “I don’t know Jen. I’m so sorry.”
“You’re the doctor; you’re supposed to know these things Sasquatch.” Jensen said with a smile, trying to lighten the mood.
Jared shook his head. “I can’t think right now Jen.” Jared sniffled. “I’m so sorry I never meant to hurt anyone!” Jared wept. He could hear the sirens in the distance. “The ambulance is on its way. I can hear it Jensen.”
“Jared?”
“Yes baby?”
“I’m-I’m pregnant.” Jensen swallowed. He was starting to feel the pain; tears were rolling down his cheeks. “I-I wanted to surprise you.”
“That’s fantastic!” Jared said with a watery smile.
“Jared?”
“Save your energy Jen. Don’t talk.”
“But I’m cold.” Jensen said with an air of defeat. “I’m so cold.”
***
Jensen heard a distant whooshing sound that was starting to drive him crazy, he let out a soft groan and look a look around the room. He let out an aggravated sigh, he was at the hospital, he hated being in the hospital. He reached out for the bed control that would prop the bed up and was surprised when he looked down to see his stomach was slightly rounded. “Whoa, when did that happen?” He lifted his blanket and pulled up his gown to see his stomach. He wasn’t particularly big, it was just noticeable. There were two monitors that were strapped to his stomach which he figured out were to monitor the baby. He saw a bandage on his stomach that was a few inches above his belly button. His head jerked up when his door opened and a nurse walked in.
“Oh! You’re awake!” Jensen nodded, not sure what he was supposed to say. “The doctors took you off the medical coma two days ago but you were kind of still out of it.” Jensen nodded again. “Well I’m just here to check on the little guy and another nurse will be here in a few to check on you.”
“It’s a boy?” Jensen asked in surprise.
“Yeah…you didn’t know?” Jensen shook his head no. “Oh…sorry for telling.”
“It’s okay.” Jensen watched her as she read the monitors output.
“Everything seems to be going fine.”
“Can you tell me what today is?”
“The 28th.”
“I missed Valentine’s Day.”
“Yeah…but there’s this really tall guy who keeps stopping by to ask about you but he never comes in.”
“Next time he comes, bring him in, even if I’m sleeping.”
***
Jensen woke up to the sound of someone sniffling. He cracked his eyes open and looked to see Jared crying with his face buried in his hands.
“Jared?” Jared’s head jerked up and he stared with red rimmed hazel eyes into deep sleepy green. “I missed you.” Jared only stared for a few seconds longer before looking away. “What’s wrong?”
“Are you really going to ask me that?” Jared said softly. “I shot you.”
“You didn’t mean to.” Jensen said softly.
“But I shot you Jen. How can you be okay with that?”
“I never said I was okay with it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m pissed you shot me, but it was an accident. I’m angrier with Jessie then I am with you. I am mad that you thought I was cheating on you though.”
“Grant explained everything to me while you were here. I feel like an idiot on top of the guilt for shooting you. I um…I got arrested.”
“What? Why?”
“I shot you Jen. Grant post my bail and I’ve been sitting at home waiting for you to wake up. The officers were waiting for you to wake up to set a court date. Grant and Jamie tried to explain it was an accident but they wanted to hear your side of the story.”
Jensen nodded and looked at Jared’s face and noticed he was looking at his slightly rounded stomach. “It’s a boy. I really wanted it to be a girl but I’m still happy.” Jared smiled softly. “Want to touch?” Jared quickly shook his head no and tried to move his hands away but Jensen gently took his hand into his. “It’s okay.” Jensen pushed the blanket down and pulled his gown up before placing Jared’s giant palm on his stomach. Jensen felt a quick flutter on the inside but knew Jared couldn’t feel it, not for another month at least. “Everything’s going to be okay. I promise”
***
Jared held his fussy seven month old son and was trying desperately to get him to fall asleep. He wouldn’t take his bottle and Jensen was gone with Grant who asked Jensen to come with him to go baby shopping. He was relieved when he heard the sound of the key turning in the lock and bags being placed on the floor. Jensen came into the living room and smiled at the fussy baby in his husbands arms before gently taking him and sitting down on the couch. He pulled up his shirt and cradled Jaysen’s head as he greedily sucked away.
“I still think it’s weird that you breast feed.” Jared said with a fond smile.
“Yeah well try being the one doing the breast feeding.” Jensen said with a chuckle. “Go get the black bag and bring it in here.” Jared did as he was told; he sat on the couch neck to Jensen and watched as he switched Jensen over to his other nipple. “Open it.”
Jared opened the bag and pulled out a small wrapped package that hard a card attached. He opened the card and read it aloud. “You shot an arrow through my heart.”
“That’s not what it says.”
Jared sighed and stared at the card. The word heart was scribbled out and replaced with stomach. And there were words written in Jensen’s curly scrawl. “You shot an arrow through my stomach even though you meant to aim for my heart. I love you with everything I am. Love Jensen and Jaysen.” Jared closed the card and laid it on the table. “I love how you think it’s funny to play with my guilt.”
“I told you I forgive you; now it’s time you forgive yourself.” He nodded towards the wrapped gift that still lied on the table. “Open it.” Jared ripped the wrapping off of the gift and opened the box before promptly slamming the lid back shut scarlet staining his cheeks. “Do you like it?”
“Jen that’s a…”
“I know.” Jensen said with a dirty smile.
“How did you even…”
“I know my husband.”
“When do you want to use it?”
“I was thinking more along the lines of using it on you, tonight.”
“Tonight?” Jared squeaked.
“My mom already said she’ll watch Jaysen.”
Jared opened the box and looked inside again before smiling widely. “I’ll pack his overnight bag.” Jared leaped up from the couch and ran up the stairs two at a time Jensen’s laugh following him the entire way.
Jared looked down into wide open hazel green eyes. “Your Dad is a kinky man.” Jensen said with a laugh.
“I heard that!” Jared yelled down the stairs.
“You were supposed to!” Jensen yelled back. He heard the soft lyrics coming from the radio that he just noticed was on
‘…Well this story has no moral
And this story has got no end
Well the story just goes to show you women
That there ain’t no good in men-’
Jensen quickly searched for the stereo remote and turned it off. “God I hate that song.”
END
A/N: Song is Frankie and Johnny
Reality Check
Jan. 23rd, 2012 07:09 pmReality Check
Stiles was completely exhausted, plain and simple. He got a grand total of 4 hours of sleep and it wasn’t even in at once. Tyler was teething from hell and wouldn’t sleep for more than 30 minutes at a time. When his first tooth came in he wasn’t nearly this cranky, and now with three coming in at once he was a baby from his worst nightmare. His lack of sleep was catching up to him and he was finding it hard to focus on his second to last class of the day. Scott sat next to Stiles and watched as his friend tried to fight of sleep.
“Go to sleep, I’ll take notes.” Stiles gave his friend a thankful look before laying his head on his desk and praying the teacher didn’t call on him.
“Stilinski!” Stiles quickly sat up and looked around and was slightly surprised to see their principle in the room. “Mr. Stilinski, I need to talk to you.” He turned to Scott who shrugged and shook his head not knowing what was going on. He grabbed his things and followed his principle from the room to his office. “Please have a seat.”
Stiles sat. “Whatever it is I didn’t do it.” Stiles said out of reflex.
“You aren’t in trouble.” The principle sat up in his seat. “I got a call from the hospital.” Stiles felt his heart jump into his throat. “There’s been an accident.”
+++
Stiles ran as fast as his feet would carry him through the hospital. Stiles ran to the nurses’ station and asked for the room number; to impatient to wait for the elevator he ran the four flights of stairs and ran to the room. When he opened the door he felt tears of sadness, and relief fill his eyes. He quickly ran over to the beds occupant and enveloped him in a hug. He felt arms come around him and he held them tighter.
“Stop crying I’m fine.” Stiles hadn’t even realized the tears were falling. “Stiles.” Stiles crawled onto the bed and curled up against his father not even attempting to stop the tears.
“You almost died.” Stiles said miserably.
“I know, and I’m sorry.” The sheriff said hold Stiles close.
“I want you to retire.”
“Stiles-”
“Please. I can’t lose you. Tyler won’t ever be able to meet mom, I don’t want you to be taken away from him to.”
“Stiles I can’t just quit my job.”
“I didn’t say quit I said retire. Please. What if something worse happens?”
“What’s worse than getting shot three times?” Stiles didn’t answer but the Sheriff could feel the sobs wrecking his son’s body. He didn’t know how much time had passed but when the nurse came to get his vitals Stiles was still curled on the bed at his side only he was asleep.
“Visiting hours are over in an hour.” The sheriff nodded and the nurse left. An hour later The sheriff woke his son.
“You have to go.”
“I want to stay with you.”
“You have to get Tyler.”
“He’s with Derek.”
“Stiles I know you want to stay but you have to go. Visiting hours start at 7. You can skip school and spend the whole day with me, you can even bring Tyler.” Stiles reluctantly removed himself from the small bed.
“Did I hurt you?” Stiles asked softly
“I’ll survive.” The sheriff said with a smile. Stiles eventually pulled himself together and left the hospital and headed straight to Derek’s. As he pulled up he saw Lydia leaving the house in an angry huff. When we waved at her she growled and kept on stomping away. When he walked inside he found the remainder of the pack minus Allison in the living room. He didn’t have time to comprehend before Scott ran over and tackled him to the ground with a hug. Stiles Smiled and greedily hugged his friend back. Scott pulled away and helped his friend back up; he was soon enveloped in a hug by Jackson and Danny. Derek didn’t hug him, he took his hand and led him up to his bedroom.
“Lay down.” Stiles crawled into the middle of the bed after kicking off his shoes and burrowed under the covers. Derek crawled into the bed behind Stiles and pulled him to his chest. “It’s going to be okay.” Stiles nodded in agreement but still felt a few tears escape. Derek listened as Stiles breath evened out then slowed letting him know Stiles was sleep. He gently kissed Stiles’ head. “I love you.”
That Awful Moment
Jan. 20th, 2012 10:30 pmTitle: That Awful Moment
Author: Aleshia10
Rating: T
Summary: “You’re pregnant!” Stiles gave him a jerky nod; eyes not lifting from the table. “Stiles…what…how could you let this happen!”
Word Count: 492
Disclaimer: I own nothing and make no profit what so ever from this.
That Awful Moment
Stiles but at his thumb nail, a bad habit he had kicked a few years back but had now started back up with a vengeance. He was going to tell his Dad he was pregnant. He knew that no matter how he phrased it his father was going to pop a fuse. He heard the cruiser pull into the driveway and took a deep calming breath that only further fueled his anxiety and did nothing to calm him down. Hid Dad walked through the front door with a huff and tossed his keys onto the small table by the door.
“Dad I have to talk to you.” Stiles said quickly before he lost his nerve.
“Can it wait until tomorrow?”
“Yes but I’d rather it didn’t.” The sheriff let out a huff and walked into the dining room where Stiles was sitting. He took the seat next to his son and waited for him to start talking.
“Dad…what’s the worst thing that I could do that would make you hate me?”
“I could never hate you Stiles. Depending on what you did I may be disgusted or may not like you but I could never hate you.”
“You didn’t answer my question.” Stiles said with a sigh.
“As long as you didn’t kill anybody, nothing.” The Sheriff gave his son a confused look. “Stiles…what did you do?”
“Dad I swear to you I didn’t do it on purpose, and I know I was stupid to let it happen but don’t be mad at me. Please.”
“Stiles, what did you do?” The Sheriff asked voice rising in panic, thinking the worst.
“I’m pregnant.” Stiles said in a small barely there voice.
The sheriff let out a rush of air in relief then the words finally sunk in. “You’re pregnant!” Stiles gave him a jerky nod; eyes not lifting from the table. “Stiles…what…how could you let this happen!” The Sheriff rose quickly from his seat causing the chair to topple over.
“Dad I’m sorry. Just…please sit down.”
“Sit down? Sit down! You want me to sit after my 16 year old son tells me he’s pregnant!”
“Dad I-”
“Who’s the father?” His dad asked calmly.
The sudden calmness threw Stiles off. “What?
“Who’s the other father?”
“Dad, I don’t-”
“Who is he?!” Anger was creeping back into his voice.
“I can’t tell you.” He said softly.
“Why.”
“It’s…it’s complicated.”
That was all the information the Sheriff needed. He stormed out of the kitchen and straight towards the front door, closely followed by his panicking son.
“Dad where are you going?”
“I’m going to kill Derek Hale.”
“What? Why?”
“I’m not stupid Stiles!” He snapped. “I know it was him!”
“Dad…please…just-just stay here.” Stiles begged.
“I’ll be back in a few hours.” The door was quickly slammed in his face as his Dad left. Stiles let out a sob he didn’t even know he was holding in. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.
Title: A Date
Author: aleshia10
Rating: T
Summary: “You,” He said with a shake of his head before stepping away. “are an amazing kisser.” Tony laughed before moving to start pushing the stroller.
Word Count: 979
Disclaimer: I own nothing and make no profit what so ever from this.
A Date
“I have a date with Derek on Saturday.” Stiles said suddenly looking up at Tony who was making ridiculous faces at the 5 nearly six month old who he held in a sitting position on top of the table in the mall food court.
“That’s nice.” Tony said with an air of nonchalance.
“That’s nice? That all you have to say?”
Tony sighed. “What do you want me to say Stiles? You two have been working things out for over a month now, I was expecting this to come up sooner or later.”
“I thought you cared about me?”
Tony wiped the drool from the teething infant’s mouth with his bib before speaking. “I do Stiles, I care about you a lot, but what do you want me to do? I know you love him, I knew that the moment you first mentioned his name. I also knew this would happen one day, but it didn’t stop my feelings for you.”
“I’m sorry.” Stiles said, genuinely feeling guilty for inadvertently leading Tony on. “We can still be friends.”
“It’s okay.” Tyler made a raspberry that Tony wiped away with a smile before placing him in his stroller and standing from the table. “Ready to finish shopping?”
Stiles nodded and threw away both of their garbage. Stiles reached out for Tony’s hand. “Is there a way I can make it up to you?”
“Kiss me.” Was Tony’s quick reply.
“Not even gonna think about it?” Stiles said with a chuckle.
“We’ve hugged, cuddled, held hands, and kissed on cheeks. I think if I’m going to be pushed to permanent friend status the least I can get is a proper kiss before its official.” Tony said with a cheeky smile.
Stiles rolled his eyes. “One kiss and that’s it.” Derek is going to kill me, was Stiles’ last thought before soft moist lips covered his own. Stiles wasn’t expecting this, Tony was an amazing kisser. He let out a soft moan and stepped closer to tony, he willingly opened his mouth with his bottom lip was gently nibbled. Tony’s tongue was quick to dive in and map out every crevice it could find. When Stiles let out a whimper Tony pulled away and gave Stiles’ lip a few quick pecks. Tony smirked at Stiles’ dazed expression.
“You okay?”
“I’m fine.” He squeaked. “You,” He said with a shake of his head before stepping away. “are an amazing kisser.” Tony laughed before moving to start pushing the stroller.
“I know.”
****
Stiles pulled up to Derek’s house and carefully removed a sleeping Tyler from his car seat. He dug out his keys to open the door and gently kicked it shut behind him once he was inside. He gave a quick wave to Jackson and Danny who were cuddled on the couch before going upstairs to place Tyler in the crib. He came back down and searched for Derek, coming up empty handed he decided to ask Allison who was typing away on her laptop. “Where’s Derek?”
“He’s the basement with Lydia, training.” She distractedly answered.
“Thanks.” Stiles jogged down the basement stairs and walked over to the room that was sectioned off as a training area for the wolves. We watched as Lydia lunged for Derek and missed. Stiles blinked and the next thing he knew Derek had a panting Lydia pinned to the floor by her neck. She didn’t appear to be worried; she actually liked it if her smirk was anything to go by. She reached up a hand and cupped Derek’s cheek rubbing her thumb against the slightly hair flesh. Stiles shifted and the sound of his feet sliding across the floor got both wolfs attention. Derek seeing who it was quickly rose from his position over Lydia, who sent a harsh glare his way.
“Can I talk to you?” Derek nodded. “In private?” He asked directing his eyes toward Lydia who was slowing rising from the floor.
“Don’t mind me.” She said with a wave of her hand. “Act as if I’m not even here.”
“Lydia.” Derek said sternly.
“Fine.” She snapped. “But remember what we talked about.” She grabbed a towel from the table and walked quickly from the room but not before giving Stiles a smug smile.
“What was that about?” Stiles asked in obvious confusion.
Derek shrugged. “What did you want?”
“You know that I went to the mall with Tony today, right?” Derek nodded. “I told him about our date on Saturday, and that we could only be friends. I felt bad so I asked him how I could make it up to him…he asked for a kiss.” At this Derek froze before digging into his pocket and pulling out a phone that he absently noticed belonged to Lydia. After a few clicks of the keys he turned the phone towards Stiles. Stiles saw a picture of himself with his lips pressed against Tony’s. He looked up at Derek who he could tell by his eyes was fighting back anger. “I know what it looks like but I’m telling you now the kiss meant nothing. It was just that, a kiss. I know you have no right to believe me but I feel nothing beyond friendship for Tony I swear.”
Derek tossed the phone onto the table that held the towels and before Stiles could realize his intentions he had him on the floor arms pinned above his hand with one hand their groins pressed together, eyes slowly bleeding red. “You kissed him.” He growled. “He kissed you after I told him not to touch what is mine.” Stiles couldn’t help but choke out a moan when Derek thrust their hips together. “I have to show him-show you where you belong.” Stiles moaned and leaned his head back and allowed Derek more access to his neck. Neither man noticed glowing yellow eyes.
Title: Breakfast
Author: aleshia10
Rating: G
Summary: Allison had just scraped the last of the eggs onto a serving plate and placed it on the table along with plates stacked high with toast, waffles, beacon, sausage, and a bowl full of sliced fruit. Stiles was about to start placing food on his plate when it was snatched from his hands. “What do you want?”
Word Count: 606
Disclaimer: I own nothing and make no profit what so ever from this.
Breakfast
Derek watched Stiles who watched Danny who was playing with Tyler. Tyler let out a screech of laughter that made Danny smile even more; Derek smiled at his pack mate before turning back to Stiles. “You don’t have to watch him like a hawk. Danny knows what he’s doing.”
“I’m sure he does but this is the first time I’ve seen him with him.” Stiles replied never taking his eyes off the pair. Tyler became still and his face started to turn red Stiles was about to go see what was wrong when Danny made a disgusted face and fanned his hand in front of his nose. Derek couldn’t help the sudden burst of laughter.
Danny turned to face Derek and Stiles. “Your kid is foul man.” He chuckled before tossing a pillow at Jackson and commanding him to go get diapers and wipes.
“I think they’ve got this handled. Come eat with me?” Derek asked.
“I don’t…”
“He’s fine, trust me. Allison made breakfast, you can eat and still have time to get home and get ready for school.” Stiles sighed before nodding and following Derek up the basement stairs. Derek led Stiles to the kitchen and pulled out a seat for Stiles before sitting next to the teen. Allison had just scraped the last of the eggs onto a serving plate and placed it on the table along with plates stacked high with toast, waffles, beacon, sausage, and a bowl full of sliced fruit. Stiles was about to start placing food on his plate when it was snatched from his hands. “What do you want?”
“I can fix my own plate.”
“Just tell me what you want, don’t argue.”
“A little bit of everything.” Stiles said brows furrowed in confusion. Derek sat about fixing Stiles’ breakfast and had just sat it in front of him when Jackson and Danny emerged from the basement and Lydia came from what Stiles assumed was the bathroom. She reached out for Tyler but Danny shook his head no saying he was okay. Danny sat next to Stiles and Derek watched silently as Jackson fixed Danny’s plate while Danny and Stiles cooed and played with Tyler. He was starting to fix his own plate when Lydia tried to take it from his hand.
“I got it.”
“Let me do it.”
“Lydia I said I got it.”
“Just let me-”
“I said no!” The table fell silent at Derek’s sudden sharpness. Lydia’s eyes flashed an eerie yellow before she rose to stomp away. “Stop.” And she did. “Stop acting like a spoiled brat. Sit down and eat. When you’re done you can go to school and pout all you want.” Lydia sat back down anger obvious in her features but she did as she was told.
Tyler let out a squeak that put all eyes on him he smiled a goofy toothless drool filled smile. Jackson was the first to laugh and soon the whole table was alive with giggles, aside from Lydia of course. Derek shook his head when the laughter died down and tucked into his breakfast. He watched as Danny carefully held Tyler while he ate and Stiles talked to Jackson. He reached his hand out and grabbed Stiles’ free hand that sat under the table. Stiles stopped mid-sentence and gave Derek a confused look. Derek continued eating like nothing had changed. Stiles slowly turned back to face Jackson.
Derek couldn’t fight the smile that spread across his face when Stiles started to rub his thumb along the back of Derek’s hand. He had fucked up big time but maybe he still had time to fix this.
DOG PILE
Stiles was late. We was supposed to get off at 9:45 to be able to get Tyler by 10 but he got held over. So now at 11:15 he was finally pulling up to Derek’s house. and knocked on the front door. He waited a few moments but knock again when he received no answer. He left out a huff and walked over to the fake rock that had the spare key hidden inside. He slid the key into the lock and slowly opened the door. He searched through the house for Derek but couldn’t find any trace of him or of Tyler. He started to panic and tore through the house in search of his son. He was about to start screaming when he heard the faint sound of a snore coming through the door he knew led to the recently finished basement. He pulled the door open and quickly descended the basement stairs and froze in surprise when he reached the bottom.
Sleeping pads filled the floor and were covered with sleeping mats and blankets. On top of those sleeping mats was Derek, Scott, Jackson, Allison, Lydia, Danny, and Tyler. They were lying in what could only be described as a dog pile. Derek lied in the middle on his side with Tyler cuddled close covered by his comforter from his crib upstairs. Scott lied on his back with his legs somehow tangled with Derek’s but using Jackson’s back as a pillow for his head. Jackson slept next to Tyler and lied half on the mats half on Danny who was cuddled close as Possible to Jackson. Allison somehow managed to use Lydia who was sleeping next to Derek as her personal heating pad but still somehow managed to be cuddled with Scott.
At first he smiled at the sleeping wolfs and the human Allison, but his smile quickly faded when Lydia scooted closer to Derek and tossed an arm around his waist. He felt his anger start to rise but quickly squashed it. He had no say with who Derek dated, the same way Derek had no say with him. He was too tired to deal with this crap. He composed himself and slowly crept around the sleeping wolves until he was close enough to easily reach for Tyler. He was just about to pick him up when Derek’s hand flew out and grabbed his wrist tightly. He gasped and looked into angry glowing red eyes and winced when the bones in his wrist painfully ground together. The red slowly faded when Derek realized who was reaching out for his son.
“What are you doing?”
“I came to get Tyler.”
“It’s late; you have school in the morning, just stay here.” Stiles thought before jerkily nodding and trying to stand. “Where are you going?”
“Upstairs.”
“For what?”
“To sleep.”
“Sleep down here.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Stiles don’t turn this into an argument just lay down.”
“And where exactly am I supposed to lie?” Stiles whispered harshly.
“Where ever you want, they’ll move.”
“Look Derek I don-”
“Oh my god Stiles shut up and lay down!” Stiles jumped at the sudden sound of Jackson’s sleepy agitated voice. “You’re son is going to be up in an hour crying the least you can do is let me sleep before I have to change his piss filled diaper.” Danny mumbled something Stiles couldn’t understand but it made Jackson nod. When Stiles made no move to lie down Jackson turned glowing green eyes towards him. “Don’t make me beat you.”
Stiles only waited a few moments longer before laying down in the space between Tyler and Jackson. As if sensing his father’s presence, which was possible, Tyler started to fidget in his sleep. Stiles, used to this, just picked him up and laid him on his chest and rubbed a soothing hand along his back, Tyler instantly settled. With the now added space the dog pile instantly shifted.
Jackson rolled onto his side and scooted close to Stiles so his nose was almost touching his side and tossed an arm over his hip. Danny moved so he was spooning Jackson and twined their legs together. Derek cuddled close to Stiles and placed an arm over his hip and tangled one leg with Stiles’. With his pillow gone Scott let out a sound of protest and decided to just curl up close to Jackson instead. Allison moved so she was lying behind and in front of Derek’s legs. Lydia tried to scoot closer to Derek but was awaken by a sudden growl from her Alpha. She let out a haughty huff before rolling over and deciding not to be part of the pile.
“Is this okay?” Derek asked softly.
“It’s a little weird but yeah.” Derek gave him a soft smile. “This doesn’t change anything. I’m still mad at you.” Stiles said softly starting to fall asleep already.
“Be mad in the morning. Go to sleep.”
Strike Three
Jan. 9th, 2012 10:19 pmTitle: Strike Three
Author: Aleshia10
Word Count: 693
Rating: PG
Summary: What made him growl was the fact that Stiles was at the restaurant with a wolf that wasn’t Derek and wasn’t someone in their pack, and to make matters worse he was touching his son. Pretending!Verse
Warnings: Written in a rush.Disclaimer: I make no money and I don’t own the characters or the people who play them.
Strike Three
Derek stopped in his tracks as he caught the smell of Stiles and Tyler mixed with another scent he has smelled before but couldn’t place. He looked around trying to find the source of the smell and felt a growl form in his throat when he looked inside the pizzeria and saw Stiles inside. What made him growl was the fact that Stiles was at the restaurant with a wolf that wasn’t Derek and wasn’t someone in their pack, and to make matters worse he was touching his son. It was only a half second of hesitation before he was heading towards the pizzeria.
****
Stiles sat across from his friend Anthony and laughed as he told him about how the youngest pups of his pack had learned how to shift on accident and scared themselves when they looked in the mirror. Stiles smiled at Tony as he played with a sleepy Tyler’s foot who sat contentedly in his car seat on top of the table. Tony noticed and smiled back making Stiles blush.
“You know if you weren’t so in love with his father I’d mate you.”
Stiles blushed harder. “Well sometimes I wish I wasn’t.”
Tony reached across the table and placed his hands on top of Stiles’. “I may have only known you for a few months but I care about you stiles. And when you’re ready to move on I’ll be here for you, and so will my pack.”
“And if I never move on.” He asked softly fiddling with Tony’s fingers that were twined with his own.
“Then I’ll be content with what we have.” He said with a sincere smile. “Plus, as long as I get to keep saying this little guy we can be friends forever.” He said while caressing the 3 month olds tiny hand.
Stiles was going to respond when the door to the pizza place burst open and the door was filled with Derek’s hulking figure. Stiles looked up mouth slightly open. “Derek?” The angry alpha stomped over to their table. Stiles didn’t have any time to react before Derek had Tony by the collar of his and threw him across the restaurant. “Derek!” Derek whipped his head around and glared at the teen with glowing red eyes. “What are you doing?!”
He turned his attention back to Tony. “You need to leave.”
“You can’t tell my friends what to do.” Stiles snapped, he would’ve said more but Tyler started to cry.
Derek walked over to the other wolf that was dusting himself off, but making no move towards leaving. “You’re encroaching on my territory. You need to leave.”
“By territory do you mean mate?” Tony said with a smirk. “My family has lived here for the past year and you never cared that we were here, but the instant I start talking to him you blow a fuse.”
“You weren’t talking. You were touching him and my child.”
“You won’t claim him, he’s fair game. From what I gathered you want nothing to do with him.” Derek only growled. “Besides I think you’ve pissed him off.” Derek turned to see Stiles angrily walking towards the parking lot with Tyler’s car seat secured in his hand.
****
Stiles angrily but carefully secured Tyler’s car seat in place and slammed the door shut. He jumped when he turned to find Derek standing angrily behind him. He glared at the Alpha and turned to get into the car but was stopped by a string grip on his arm. “What Derek? What could you possibly want!” Stiles snapped; Derek only looked at Stiles expectantly. “God why must you ruin everything! I try and try to get over you but every time I get three steps away you make me take four steps back!” Tears burned at his eyes. “You’ve told me multiple time you want nothing to do with me other than Tyler so what do you want!” When he was once again greeted with silence he yanked his arm free and yanked the drives side door open. He wasn’t expecting to be slammed against the side door or to have his lips covered by Derek’s.
You and Me
Jan. 6th, 2012 06:15 pmTitle: You and Me
Rating: pg-13
Author: Aleshia10
Word count: 992
Summary: “Daddy may be gone, and he may not even like me, but I’ll have you forever and always.”
Labor definitely sucked, Stiles wasn’t even sure why he had to go through labor if he was going to have a C-section anyway. He could have a natural birth but he felt in no way comfortable pushing a baby out of there even if that was how he ended up in this situation in the first place. He winced his way through another contraction and gave a halfhearted smile when a nurse came in to check him and the baby.
She fished up her last exam and turned to stiles. “You’re about 6 centimeters and almost completely effaced, and you’re water hasn’t broken. Is there anything you want or need?”
“No…but can I walk around like up and down the halls or something?”
“Not sure, just let me double check with your doctor when you’re getting your C-section and I get back to you but while you wait you can walk around your room a little.”
Stiles nodded his thanks and, with some help from the nurse, stood. He walked in small circles around the room for a few minute before a contraction hit. He let out a groan of pain and propped himself up against the bed. He rocked his hips side to side trying to alleviate the pain, it helped, but only a little. He jumped when he felt hands massaging his lower back. He had forgotten that Derek was in the room he had resigned himself to sitting in the corner all broody.
“Thank you.” Stiles said softly he hadn’t expected a response and wasn’t surprised when he didn’t receive one. What did surprise him was his dad bursting into the room.
“I didn’t miss it did I?” His Dad said quickly clothes disheveled and panting.
“Miss what?”
“My grandson being born that’s what.” Stiles shook his head no. “Good.” Then his eyes landed on Derek and he glared. “What and the hell are you doing here?”
Derek took his hands away from Stiles’ back and took a step away. “He has a right to be here Dad.”
“Like hell he does.” The Sheriff snapped. “He should be in jail. He’s 24 years and got my son, my 16 year old son, pregnant.”
“Dad.” He pleaded. “Please don’t do this.”
“Maybe I should go.” Derek suggested, surprisingly meek.
“No! I want you to stay.” He turned to his dad. “I want both of you to stay. Please?” The two mad shared a few silent words before nodding. Stiles smiled then groaned his way through another contraction. “Oh my god this hurts!” He felt tears burn at his eyes and pressure. “Oh god. Someone get the doctor or the nurse.” Neither man moved. “Please!” The jumpstarted both men and they left looking for a doctor. When the on call OB/GYN came in he saw Stiles with his hands leaning against the bed.
“Stiles I need you to get back on the bed for me.”
“I can’t.” He whimpered.
“Yes you can.”
“No I really can!” He snapped. “It hurts to move.”
The doctor nodded. “I’m going to check to see how far you are.”
Stiles nodded, he felt fingers then a gush of warmth. “What was that?”
“Son, you’re 10 centimeters and 100% effaced time for you to push.”
“What no! I wanted a C-section. She just checked me I was only 6 centimeters!”
“Not going to happen, son I’m sorry. Apparently you standing gave you what you needed to get to ten. Since you can’t get on the bed we’re going to get you a birthing chair so you can push.”
“I don’t want to push!
***
“Stiles, we need you to push.”
“I am pushing!”
“We need you to push harder. Don’t you want to see your baby boy? Don’t you want him to meet Daddy and Grandpa?” Stiles nodded. “Then you need to push.” The nurse encouraged. He pushed, and pushed, and pushed. He pushed so hard he thought his face was going to pop, and just as he was about to quit there was something put on his chest.
He let out a choked sob when he saw it was his baby boy. Covered in blood and muck from his journey into the world and he was still the most precious thing Stiles had ever seen. He had ten fingers and ten toes, two arms, legs, and eyes. He was perfect. He watched carefully as he was taken away to be cleaned, ignoring the doctors as they handled the after birth. He smiled when Derek hesitantly reached out and touched the tiny pink hand.
***
His father had been called back into work so he had left but not before taking a thousand and one photos of his grandson. Stiles watch tiredly with a contented smile as the Alpha cooed at his sleeping newborn son safely secured in his arms. Derek felt Stiles looking and turned towards the human, his features hardened a little and stiles felt his heart break a little more. “What?”
“Nothing, I just think we should name him now.”
“What do you want to name him?”
“Dylan?”
“No.”
They sat silently for a few moments. “W-what about Tyler?” Stiles asked hesitantly. “Tyler Lee Hale?
Derek looked at Stiles as if he had grown a third head before looking down at their son and jerkily nodded. Stiles smiled as he signed his sons name on his birth certificate. “Thank you.” Derek said gruffly. “For naming him after my Dad.”
“You’re welcome.” Derek held Tyler a little while longer before handing him over to stiles.
“I have to go. Pack meeting.” Stiles nodded. “I’ll let them know it was a boy. “
Once he was gone stiles rooted through the bedside table for a bottle for the wriggling infant in his arms. Just as a small wail began to leave stiles gently slipped the bottle inside. “Daddy may be gone, and he may not even like me, but I’ll have you forever and always.”
Let's Pretend (Pt.1)
MASTERPOST OF ALL FICTION
Nov. 9th, 2011 12:57 pmTeen Wolf
Title: You Can't Leave Me (Complete)
Word Count:3145
Rating: R/NC-17
Warnings: PWP (slight plot), rimming, slash, threesome
Parings: Derek/Stiles, Derek/Scott, Stiles/Scott, Derek/Scott/Stiles
Summary:In retrospect, Stiles should have seen this coming. I mean the whole Derek fucking Stiles through the mattress, and Scott fucking him through the wall should’ve told him something.
Disclaimer: I own nothing work of total fiction
Title: How To Fall In Love In 32 Days (a.k.a Sequel to You Can't Leave Me) (WIP)
Rating: NC-17 overall this part PG-13
Word Count: 1820~
Author:
aleshia10Warnings: (eventual) Bareback (Practice safe sex wear condoms!), rough sex, language
Parings: Derek/Stiles, Derek/Scott, Stiles/Scott, Derek/Scott/Stiles
Summary: Sequel to You Can't Leave Me. They figured it wouldn't be hard to make Stiles stay. A few well placed kisses and he would bend to their every whim. They didn't think they would actually have to work to make him fall in love with them.
Disclaimer: I own nothing work of total fiction
Author:
aleshia10Word Count: 511
Rating: PG
Summary: He doesn't correct his doctor when she calls them a couple; he’s too busy relishing in the moment of a nonexistent relationship.
Warnings: Angst? Written in a rush.
Disclaimer: I make no money and I don’t own the characters or the people who play them.
Title: You And Me (Pt. 2)
Rating: pg-13
Author: aleshia10
Word count: 992
Summary: “Daddy may be gone, and he may not even like me, but I’ll have you forever and always.” Pretend!Verse
Warning: Slightly graphic-ish birthing process not much just erring on the side of caution.
Title: Strike Three (Pt.3)
Author: aleshia10
Word Count: 693
Rating: PG
Summary: What made him growl was the fact that Stiles was at the restaurant with a wolf that wasn’t Derek and wasn’t someone in their pack, and to make matters worse he was touching his son. Pretending!Verse
Warnings: Written in a rush.Disclaimer: I make no money and I don’t own the characters or the people who play them.
J2
Title: Starting Anew (WIP)
Word Count: WIP
Characters/Pairings: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki, Chris Kane/Steve Carlson, Chad Murray/James Lafferty, Tom Welling/Mike Rosenbaum, and Dean Ackles/Misha Collins, Genevieve Cortese, Danneel Harris, David Boreanaz, Sophia Bush, and Jason Manns (others mentioned).
Disclaimer: I own nothing, this never happened, totally fake!
Title: Alpha's and Omega (Complete)
Word count: 1,713
Pairing: J2/Misha
Rating: Hard R/NC-17
Summary: PWP, Misha’s 1st heat....enough said
Warning: Knotting, underage, Age difference (Jared 27/Jensen 29/Misha 15), slight bondage(hands tied), Needy!Heat!Misha.
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING AND THIS NEVER HAPPENED
Title: Musical Drabbles (Complete)
Summary: 10 drabbles based on the songs that my itunes picked on shuffle
Rating:G-as close to NC-17 as you can get in 3 minuets
Warnings: Smut & Toys
Characters: Jared/Jensen, Jeff, Chad, Chris
Word Count: ~2,300
Disclaimer: I own nothing and this most definitely, never happened
Title: Undercover Lover (complete)
Rating:Strong R close to NC-17Warning: Sex and violence
Disclaimer: Completely fake
Written For: spn_hardcore's 2nd 'Mpreg' - Meme
Prompt:Jensen used to be one of the best undercover cops doing the job then he went undercover in the Padalecki organization and fell for the top boss, Jared. Jensen was so very compromised, and couldn't turn Jared in - someone else had to do that. When they finally came to arrest Jared, Jensen had just found out he was pregnant. Jensen didn't tell anyone about his baby, especially since the angry cops who finally arrested Jared burned Jensen's cover - outing him as a cop to Jared and all his most trusted crew.
Jensen knew that he had to run - in a few months he would be too vulnerable, heavily pregnant with the baby. He also knew that the charges against Jared and company might not stick as well as the cops thought and Jensen had to protect his coming little one, it was the last piece of Jared he was allowed to have.
Bonus points: Jared always knew Jensen was a cop; Jared finds Jensen heavily pregnant and has to keep his crew from hurting him
Title: Undercover Lover (Complete & Chinese)
Translated by:
nor_noreenRating:Strong R close to NC-17
Warning: Sex and violence
Disclaimer: Completely fake
Written For: spn_hardcore's 2nd 'Mpreg' - Meme
There are some truely amazing people in the world. About a month or so ago
nor_noreen asked to translate Undercover Lover and I was so excited how could I possibly say no. So I am happy to present to you my first EVER translated fic. It's in Chinese and I can't read a lick of it but I still go to it just to look at it.
Undercover Lover (3/3)
Jul. 22nd, 2011 12:07 amJensen 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
Undercover Lover (1/3)
Jun. 22nd, 2011 11:16 pmJensen knew that he had to run - in a few months he would be too vulnerable, heavily pregnant with the baby. He also knew that the charges against Jared and company might not stick as well as the cops thought and Jensen had to protect his coming little one, it was the last piece of Jared he was allowed to have.
Jensen went from being a random lackey, running menial errands, such as getting coffee for people who did actual work and getting the few legal packages that were shipped. To working the streets, making sure that people were where they were supposed to be and doing what they were supposed to be doing. To doing errands for Jared himself, to occasional one night stands, to dating, to being his lover, confidant, and right hand. He hadn’t realized, until recently in the past few months, that he fell in love with Jared, that he had loved him for a while actually. He was so far gone that he couldn’t even turn him in, although he technically held authority in this case he hand given control to another undercover to turn him in. They were planning on doing so in a week.
And to add salt to an already gaping wound Jensen was staring at the image on the ultrasound machine that was showing him that he was currently 6 or 7 weeks pregnant with twins. He only vaguely heard the technician ask if he wanted a picture he numbly nodded. As excited as he was he knew that his bosses would not be happy, and as much as he loved Jared, he wasn’t entirely sure if he wanted children. Jensen was driving home from his appointment when his phone in the glove compartment went off. He pulled out the phone and saw it was Chris, one of the higher ups.
“Ackles.”
“Change of plans. We got the go ahead to move in in the morning. Make sure you are ready.”
“Chris why are you telling me this. I’m compromised remember. I’m not supposed to know exact details.”
“I just want to make sure you’re ready to see that asshole be taken down.”
“Chris please, don’t start, I'm not in the mood.” Jensen said with a huff. He used to be close to Chris, they even dated at one point. But when Jensen confided in him that He truly loved Jared Chris became spiteful and rude.
“Ackles all I’m saying is of all the people in the world, it had to be him?”
“Chris. I’m not in the mood alright?”
“I’m just saying, the dude’s an asshole and you could do so much better. You had to go for one of the most wanted criminals. I just can’t wait to see him go down. I know for a fact the bigger they are the harder they fall.”
“Chris where are you?” Jensen asked noticing for the first time that Chris’ voice was echoing.
“Out.” He answered evasively.
“Are you doing something stupid?”
“Fuck you Ackles.”
Jensen let out a huff. “I have to go.” Jensen hung up as he pulled up to his and Jared’s home. He put the ultrasound picture into his back pocket and walked into the house. Jensen waved to the few people who were sorting out ecstasy and other tablets and headed towards Jared’s personal office. He knocked twice on the door before opening it. He wasn’t surprised to see Jared playing with a hunter’s knife and talking angrily into his blue tooth.
“I don’t give two shits if he’s Russian. He ruined my drop, get rid of him.” Jared angrily ripped the earpiece out and tossed it onto his desk. He stabbed his knife into the table and stood angrily. He advanced on Jensen only leaving a few inches between them. He raised one hand and caressed Jensen’s cheek with his thumb. He gave Jensen a quick peck on the lips before smiling. “How were the warehouses?”
“They were fine.”
“And the dealers?”
“Two incidents that were quickly handled.”
“And you?”
“I’m fine, doctor said there was a flu bug going around and I probably caught it.”
Jared gave Jensen a critical look before nodding. “There always seems to be a flu bug going around.”
“I know, and it would be my luck that I would be the one to catch it.” Jensen said with a smile. “So the new Pirates of the Caribbean movie just came out. Can we go see it?”
“I have to make sure the next round gets out on the street tonight and that everything is in order for the trip in the morning.”
“Trip? I thought we were going to Bosnia next week?” Jensen asked confused.
“We were but things came up and I have to take a trip to Texas. I won’t be gone for long.”
“I? I’m not going with you?” Jensen asked confused.
“No. I need someone here to make sure things run properly while I’m gone, you’re the only one I trust to do that.”
Jensen nodded before leaning in and kissing Jared. His hand quickly found refuge in Jared’s hair and space between them quickly vanished. Jared turned them and backed Jensen towards his desk and sat him on top. Jensen let out a moan when Jared stepped closer and pressed his thigh against his need. He moved his hands from Jared’s hair to the band of his pants where he pulled Jared’s shirt from inside his pants. He reached up and undid the top button; he was starting to pull the shirt up when an urgent knock came to the door.
“Boss? It’s Chad. The boys found some guy sneaking around the warehouse and brought him here.”
“You can handle it Chad.” Jared said quickly, recapturing Jensen’s swollen lips and reaching his hand down to rub Jensen’s cock. Jensen whimpered into Jared’s mouth and pushed against his hand.
“He’s FBI.”
Jared pulled away from Jensen and his face became hard. “Get my kit, tie him to a chair and I’ll be there in a moment.” The entire time he spoke he was looking into Jensen’s eyes. “And Chad?”
“Yes Boss?”
“Make sure it’s the red one and not the black one.”
“Yes Boss.” Now that they weren’t so absorbed in each other they could hear Chad’s retreating footfalls.
“I thought you said everything was fine with the warehouses.” Jared said harshly.
“They were.”
“Then why was there an FBI agent snooping around.”
“He must’ve come when I left.”
“Jensen, he’s FBI it almost guarantees he has been there all day.” Jared angrily yanked his knife out of the desk before taking a few steps back from Jensen. “Just because you are my lover doesn’t mean you have special privileges. You fuck up on the job you have consequences just like everyone else.”
“I didn’t fuck up my job!” Jensen snapped. “He wasn’t fucking there!!” Jensen hopped off the desk and walked angrily to the door. “And fuck you for thinking I would miss something like that.” He yanked the door open and only took two steps before his arm was grabbed.
“Don’t walk away from me. You’re lucky I have bigger fish to fry.” Jared said darkly.
Jensen yanked his arm free before heading to the basement where they handled their…business. Once downstairs he hopped onto the table that held the red case. The red case was full of knifes and tools that were serrated and did more damage coming out then they did going in. He noticed that Jared’s best were in the room to enjoy the entertainment. He looked over at the man who had a bag over his head and noticed he seemed oddly calm. He heard the door shut gave Jared a passing glance as he stormed down the basement stairs. He quickly walked over to the guy and yanked off the bag. Jensen felt his stomach drop to his feet, his heart speed up and his breathing hitch. In the chair sat Chris, who he had just talked to not even an hour ago. It took every bit of will power he had not to move from his spot and keep up his act of nonchalance.
Jared placed his hands on the armrest of the chair, one hand still holding the knife from earlier, and leaned into Chris’ face. “I am not in the mood and I do not have the patience. Why were you snooping around my warehouse?” Chris only glared up at Jared. Jensen jumped up from the table, gaining Jared’s attention. “Where are you going?”
“Yeah Jensen, where are you going?” Chris said sarcastically.
Jensen’s steps only faltered slightly. “I’m not in the mood to watch you carve someone open because you’re pissed at me.” Then he turned. “How do you know my name?”
“Aww Jensen everyone knows Jared’s right hand and lover.” Chris said with a smile. “But you and I both know that’s not how we know each other, is it officer?”
Jensen grit his teeth together before speaking again. “Look I don’t know you so don’t try to act like you do so you can drag someone down with you.” Jensen began to walk away.
“Aww Jenny don’t get mad at me. What you should be doing is getting ready. The shit’s about to hit the fan, and when it does your ass is grass. And your pathetic lover is going to gone for a very long time. If he doesn’t get struck by a stray bullet first.”
Jensen stormed over the chair and punched Chris square in the face. “Fuck you!” Jensen pulled back to punch Chris again but his fist was caught and he was yanked away by Jared.
“Go upstairs.”
“I’m not going.” Jensen snapped still glaring at Chris.
“Jensen.” Jared said sternly. He only rarely used that tone with Jensen. He wasn’t talking to him as a lover but as his Boss.
Jensen gave Jared a look then glared at Chris. “Yes Boss.”
Jensen headed towards their bathroom, which was attached to their bedroom and splashed cold water in his face. He could barely keep his anger in check. He knew Chris was pissed with the fact that he actually loved Jared but did he have to blow his fucking cover. Jensen yanked off his clothes and got into the shower. He angrily washed his body but stopped when his hands reached his stomach. He let out a soft sigh before rinsing and drying off. He pulled on a pair of briefs and crawled into bed. Jensen woke up in the middle of the night to Jared pulling him against his chest. He let out a sound of contentment when Jared threaded their fingers together and Jensen held them to his chest. “I’m sorry I yelled.” He said softly into Jensen’s hair.
“No you aren’t.” Jensen mumbled. “But it’s okay.”
Jared was quiet for a few moments knowing Jensen spoke the truth. “You know I love you.”
“Mmhmm.” Jensen answered on the brink of sleep.
“Good.” Silence fell between the two and they both soon drifted off to sleep.
Jensen was woken up by a stray beam of light in his eyes, a wandering hand and gentle lips. “Mnnh Jared.” Jensen rolled his hips to press his dick against Jared’s huge hand. He tilted his head to allow Jared better access. “Mmm time zit?”
“A little after nine.” Jared bit on Jensen’s neck and squeezed his hand.
Jensen let out a whimper. “Times flight?” Jensen reached down and pushed off his briefs and placed Jared’s hand on his solid shaft. He let out a whimper when Jared flicked his thumb over the sensitive head.
“Way later.” Jared answered while giving a good few tugs.
“Fuck Jared. Stop teasing and do something.” Jensen whined.
“Not enough time.” Jared whispered. “We have to go.”
Jensen let out a huff as Jared rose from the bed. “Seriously?”
“We have a run to make before I leave.”
Jensen rolled out of bed and got dressed, then he and Jared, and a few guards, headed out. They headed towards the docks where a few cars already were and 3 boats sat anchored. They exited the car and headed over towards a man who was exiting from another car. It was Aldis. He was a dealer who, if he wanted to, could be a boss. He always brushed it off though saying it was too much work. He had a good life as a dealer. He worked out of Texas but worked under Jared and didn’t mind at all.
They exchanged a few words before Jared let out a whistle and the extra cars that came with them popped their trunks and men exited the cars and pulled out the 2 briefcases that were in each trunk. They had just handed over the goods to Aldis’ men when they were swarmed by local police and FBI. It was only seconds before shots were fired. Jensen quickly ducked behind a car. He couldn’t exactly fire back at the police. After a few more minutes the shots stopped and they were surrounded by police. Jensen was lying flat on the ground when he felt his arms being yanked behind his back and cuffs being placed on his hands. He was yanked to his feet and was surprised to see Chris standing a few feet away aggressively handcuffing Jared. Chris had a black eye and swollen cheek but appeared fine otherwise.
He looked over at Jensen and smirked. “No need to arrest him. He’s the undercover who fell in love with the mark.” Chris yanked Jared up before swinging on him. Jared’s head jerked with the force of the blow. “Sorry, you were resisting.” He licked the blood off of his lip and smiled at Chris as he ushered him towards the waiting car. Jensen felt his heart shatter as the door shut and Jared was driven away.
****
Jensen sat in a chair across from his therapist assigned by the FBI to make sure he was mentally okay. His lover was arrested 3 days ago and he was due to appear in court in 3 weeks. “Look I don’t understand why I have to be here.”
“Jensen, it’s not every day that an officer gets so far undercover that they fall in love with the man they know is going to be arrested.”
“I know that. But what does it matter. Chris outted me. I’m going into protective anyway.”
“We just want to make sure that you don’t do something you’d regret.”
“Like what?”
“I don’t know. You tell me.”
“Look I’m not going to do anything stupid. My head has an X on it that’s waiting for someone to place a bullet in it. Thanks to Chris my life is forfeit and Jared’s men are itching to find the X that marks the spot. I have no interest of being here or for you to keep seeing me. So if it’s all fine with you, I’m gone.” Jensen angrily stormed out of the office and to his car.
*****
Jensen sat in the reclined chair and absently rubbed his swollen stomach. At 6 months pregnant Jensen looked very similar to a woman in her 8th or 9th month with a single baby. He lived in a one floor, 2 bedrooms, 1 bath house that held a nice size kitchen, a large living room, and room off of the kitchen that was currently being used as storage for the babies supplies but would eventually be turned into a play room. The doctor had told him to take it easy to do the bare minimum, the twins were perfectly fine but they didn’t want to risk it.
He ordered his groceries from the grocery store about 2 miles away. There was a girl named Emily who happily delivered them to him. She wasn’t supposed to but she noticed that it started to get harder and harder for Jensen to do it on his own. He would make a list of what he needed and stick that in an envelope with money next to the doggy door in the back and she would reach in grab it and do his shopping. She always picked it up on Thursday night when she got off work on her way home, and delivered them Friday when she got off. She was due to be here in the next 3 hours or so.
Jensen winced when a foot kicked him on the side. “Ouch. You definitely got that from your Dad because I did not movie this much when my mom was pregnant.” He felt himself get a little sad when he thought about Jared. If things went according to plan Jared should be in prison right now. Jensen knew he shouldn’t but he can’t help but miss him. They had been together for the last two years he was undercover and he grew to love him with every bit he had. When he went into protective custody they cut off all ties he had with anyone, but Jensen cut the ties he had with protective custody. Once they stopped checking in on him he left and set up his own home to ensure his ex-boss’, Jared, or his men never found him.
These twins were the last bit he had of Jared and he refused to let anyone or anything take them away from him. Jensen worked his way out of his seat and into the kitchen to refill his glass with grape juice. He opened his freezer to see if there was anything quick to cook. He looked longingly at the crab legs that were in there then glared at his stomach. He still wasn’t sure why his doctor told him no sea food. He shut the freezer, which was mostly empty aside from the legs and ice, and opened the fridge. He pulled out the cheese and banana peppers. He grabbed a few slices of bread. He set about making his grilled cheese and pepper sandwich. He unlocked the front door on his way back to the living room. He rested his plate on his stomach and happily munched away at his sandwich as he watched a show about brothers who hunted the supernatural or whatever.
He heard the front door open and the sound of plastic bags. “Just sit them in the kitchen Em I’ll be there in a second.” Jensen, with some effort, stood from the couch and slowly made his way to the kitchen. “Hey did you make sure that you grabbed the stretch mark cream. I know it’s not technically food but you said it wouldn’t be a…problem.” Jensen’s voice faded at the end when in front of him stood 6 foot 4 of the man he had pretty much told himself he would never see again. He felt the tears burn at his eyes and his heart begin to race and his breath shorten. “Jared?” He whispered.
Jared leaned casually against the fridge behind the table. “Hello Jensen.”
