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odxrilove · 8 months

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☆ SEVENTEEN AND HOW YOU GET TOGETHER

pairing: seventeen x fem!reader

genre: fluff, non-idol!au, confessions, new relationships, ~2.2k

a/n: rec song - butterfly by stacy

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☆ SEUNGCHEOL

you and seungcheol were actually best friends when you decided to confess that you loved him. during your highschool years, seungcheol would often complain about girls not liking him because they thought he was intimidating– he would whine about graduating without having dated someone or being loved by someone. it was definitely a difficult decision on your part, confessing to him on your highschool graduation day. you were dressed in a pretty outfit and held out flowers for him, all the while you shared your biggest secret with him, explaining that you wanted him to know there were people that loved him. you’re fully prepared to be rejected but it never happens. instead, seungcheol holds your hand, kisses your cheek and asks you out on a date. “thank you, i’m grateful” “you deserved to know…”

☆ JEONGHAN

it was truly a bad day for you so you did what every logical person would do, go out for dinner, alone. it wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be, soon getting used to the weird glances the waiters sent your way. nonetheless, you could only feel heartbreak when you were served the wrong order. you then made eye contact with the guy sitting alone at the table across from yours and a short silent back and forth between your plates made you realize your orders had been mixed up. it didn’t take long before the mistake was corrected but the solo dinner soon started to feel like a duo dinner as you ate in front of each other. a bold question and less than five minutes later, you and the guy– who you found out was named jeonghan– were eating together at your table, sharing fun stories. suddenly, your day didn’t seem so awful anymore. “can i join you?” “i don’t see why not.”

☆ JOSHUA

you had always been quite fond of joshua, even if you two weren’t really friends and only shared two classes together. he had helped you with some homework in class once and even lent you his notes a few times when you caught a fever, but even if you knew he wouldn't mind helping you again, you still felt a bit bad about the endless hours he spent with you because of it. however, life doesn’t always go our way and so you begged joshua for help once again after you bumped into him at the mall while searching for a birthday gift for your sibling. joshua, again, spent hours with you, but this time, it felt different. joshua made it feel like you were hanging out together and you quickly found yourself buying him a gift as a thank you– you just didn’t expect him to kiss you in the middle of the mall after it though. “why- why did you kiss me?” “i’m just giving you something in return.”

☆ JUN

working with jun was the best thing that could have happened to you to be honest. he was your favorite coworker and everyone knew, even your boss pointed it out once. one day, your lunch disappeared from the break room, and jun was there to share his lunch with you, slicing his little chocolate brownie dessert in two, giving you the biggest piece. you were happy, until your lunch was stolen again the next day, and the day after, and the whole week after. someone in the office was a lunch-stealer and you had enough, not even bothering to bring lunch today, dragging jun with you to have lunch at a restaurant near work. you wished lunch break lasted longer because getting to know jun outside of work just proved you were right to favor him. that same night, you had dinner with him, and the day ended with you two watching a movie at your apartment, unofficially having your first date. “i can’t believe someone would actually steal your grilled chicken sandwich!” “..how’d you know i made a grilled chicken sandwich for lunch?”

☆ HOSHI

while you were busy watching over your neighbor’s kids at the park for a hefty amount of cash, hoshi was dragging his two friends over to the playground and its blue slide with a huge grin. some concerned parents glance at him weirdly when he goes down the slide but they soon let it go when they realize he’s just playing around, like all the other kids. the kids, however, soon flock around him when they notice his tiger hoodie and a game of hide and seek ensues not long after. you’re still watching over them and smile at the joyful expression of the seemingly sweet guy. he's good with the kids, ruffling their hair and giving them piggyback rides. when it’s time for the kids to get their afternoon snack, you offer one to the man, who accepts and happily sits next to you. chatting with soonyoung is just so easy that you end up giving him your number and going out for ice cream the next day. “y’know, the kids loved playing with you.” “it’s the tiger hoodie effect.”

☆ WONWOO

you swear that the librarian always puts the books you like on higher shelves because you’re convinced she hates you– you were only late once to return a book. you’re almost considering asking for help when a tall stranger picks it up, making awkward eye contact with you when he realizes you both were reaching for it. the next time you go to the library, you spot the tall stranger sitting at one of the tables, the desired book in his hands. you speak up out of nowhere but he gets scared and cuts his finger on one of the pages, pouting at his finger sadly. you’re not even sure why you’re reaching into your bag for one of your bandaids, but the smile he gives you as he eyes the cat design on the bandaid makes your heart beat. you prepare to leave the library but then he calls out for you, shyly offering to read the book together, and who are you to say no to that offer? “wait, no, go back, i wasn’t done yet!” “you know you can touch the book too right?”

☆ WOOZI

you and woozi had known each other for a little while, working at the same studio and having a similar fanbase on social media. you both respected and acknowledged each other, but that was basically it. all that changed when you had to work on a song with him, and although he tried keeping his distance at first, he quickly warmed up to you when you brought him a homemade meal once. the song’s finally done and is well received by the public, people saying the two of you go well together. you have a last meeting to discuss the song and then it’s radio silence on your part. it’s only months later that woozi hears from you again. he finds out you quit and started working independently and even before he can say he’s proud of you, he’s asking you out. “lucky the ‘dating between coworkers is not allowed’ rule doesn’t apply anymore” “why do you think i reached out after i quit?”

☆ SEOKMIN

surprisingly, you had met seokmin at a club and had spent the entire night talking to each other in a corner instead of dancing and drinking. after that “eventful” night, all his friends knew you as the “club girl”. the more you and seokmin chatted every day, the more he started to fall for you. it became so bad that his friends had stopped trying to convince him to confess. but then you mentioned going on a date once and he immediately started dropping hints, scared that you would go out with someone else. it’s during a karaoke session at your favorite karaoke bar that he finally has enough alcohol in his system to gather the courage to confess. he dedicates a love song to you, singing his heart out and making you tear up. you then go home, both tipsy and an emotional confession follows. “i can’t believe your friends know me as the ‘club girl’!” “hey, now they will know you as my girl!”

☆ MINGYU

at your friend’s party, someone decided playing a game of spin the bottle and seven minutes in heaven would be ideal. the first rounds were going smoothly but then the bottle landed on you and when you looked up, you realized the one who spun the bottle was already looking at you. they locked you two in a closet and you learned his name was mingyu– and that he was super handsome too. it didn't last long before the two of you were making out, mingyu pushing you against the wall as you gripped his shirt and pulled at his hair. even the opened door and the gasps couldn’t stop you two from kissing. you left shortly after, hand in hand. you don't really know how you ended up at a diner at this hour, but sharing a strawberry milkshake with mingyu definitely ended the night on a good note. “i think we should date– just a suggestion." “yeah? take me out for dinner first though”

☆ MINGHAO

you had started attending the same class as minghao since the beginning of the semester but never really bothered to interact with each other. that was until you were late for a school meeting and in your haste, ran into minghao and his cup of iced tea. the stress of having to change your top at the last minute, while already being late, was visible on your face and minghao gently offered you his shirt. it fit a bit too loose on you but it suits you well, and your meeting ends up going smootlhy. the next day, you go to find minghao in class, standing sheepishly next to his desk as you hand him his freshly washed shirt back. he only chuckles when you tell him you owe him but then he’s asking you out for dinner, smiling up at you. “are you sure this is what you want?” “well, considering that i’ve found you cute since the beginning of the semester, yeah.”

☆ SEUNGKWAN

it wasn’t a secret that you had a long-time crush on seungkwan. he had been suspicious of you for awhile before mutual friends of yours confirmed his suspicions, telling him that you didn’t even mind him knowing. that had him seriously curious and he started to take some interest in you. when valentine’s day arrives, he’s waiting for you to confess but he never receives a letter from you that day. he’s honestly very surprised, upset, vexed and goes to ‘confront’ you. the only thing you do is ask him why he cares and that makes him think. yeah, why does he even care? it bothers him for days and he finally realizes he likes you. weeks later, seungkwan stands in front of you, a letter and your favorite snacks in hand. “it’s not even valentine’s day anymore.” “just take the gift!”

☆ VERNON

during a party, a group of people play truth or dare and both you and vernon are dared to fake date each other because your mutual friend– the one who dared you– wanted to play cupid. you two end up continuing to “date” even after the dare supposedly ends, or expires. the, at first, awkward meetings turn into fun hangouts before becoming real dates. the forced proximity turns into gentle side hugs and firm hand holding before becoming shy but daring kisses. and at last, the “nice to officially meet you, partner.” turns into “i don't think this is fake anymore...” before finally becoming “i love you”. your friends had all seen it slowly coming but they still were the happiest at the outcome, your mutual matchmaker friend grinning from the sidelines. “so, i guess we have to date now?” “yeah– what’s your name by the way?”

☆ DINO

you used to work part time at an ice-cream parlor during summer break, and chan worked at the pizzeria across the street from your job. the ice cream parlor was always so busy compared to the pizzeria that you never noticed him staring at you. after almost two months of crushing on you, he goes to ask for your number while you’re on shift, convinced by his friends. however, you turned him down because you were on shift and as a result, you had to look at chan walk back to the pizzeria, rejection written all over his face. chan was super pouty for the rest of the week but when he’s finally done with his long saturday shift, he finds you waiting for him, next to his beat up car. he’s tired and honestly, cranky but when you hand him your phone, asking him for his number, he’s wide awake. “you waited for me?” “i had to make it up to you somehow..”

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atc74 · 7 years

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Stronger Than Me

Written for the amazingly talented @ilostmyshoe-79 and her 27K Sweet Emotions Challenge and my dear friend, @mamaredd123 and her 2K 100 Quotes of Supernatural Challenge. My emotion is PRIDE and my quote is “Wanna try that again like you mean it.”

This is also my contribution for RPF Appreciation Day 2017.

A/N: I would like to give a shout out to my girl Liz, @charliebradbury1104, for her help with the medical stuff, and for reasons (Liz) I choose Felicia x Jensen. This is an AU. Also, thank you to my bestie, @just-another-busy-fangirl, for being the best beta ever.

A/N 2: I have a couple of friends that are going through a difficult time right now and needed some fluff to cheer them up. This fic was inspired by their stories. I am really proud of how this turned out and I am grateful to them for sharing their story with me so I could write this. I hope you guys like it.

Pairing: Single Parent!Felicia Day x Nurse!Jensen Ackles, AU

Word Count: 7680

Warnings: Medical jargon, mentions of pregnancy, death, disease, angst and a shit ton of fluff, I hope. Oh, and Nurse!Jensen - definitely a warning.

Summary: Felicia is a single parent that has been busting her butt off for years to put herself through school to be an Occupational Therapist and provide for her son. When she falls ill, the hot nurse isn’t exactly what she expected, but maybe he is what she needed.

Felicia was working her way through her occupational therapy patients quickly. They all were progressing better than she had expected. Although young at only twenty-four years old, she had busted her butt to get to where she was, proud of herself and her patients.

As circumstance would have it, she got pregnant at seventeen. Her highschool sweetheart freaked out and was leaving for college the following week. Felicia’s parents had been none too happy, but she was their blood and so was the baby and she was grateful for the support system she had.

Felicia took a year off of school during her pregnancy and stayed home with her infant son, Henry James. Born a few weeks early in the middle of March, she was able to spend an entire spring and summer just being a mom and it was the best job she would ever have.

Being a single mom and going to school full time was no easy task and it took it’s toll on Felicia, but she did it. She graduated near the top of her class and had secured a job before graduation at the clinic where she had been working during her senior year as an assistant. Felicia’s career was fulfilling and she was satisfied with her life. She was making enough money to put more than the minimum toward her student loans and get a bigger, better place for Henry and herself.

Felicia specialized in working with children that experience developmental delays, whatever the cause. She spent her days teaching them how to use crayons, tie their shoes and take care of themselves. It was a challenge but she couldn’t imagine changing career paths.

~*~

“Felicia! Felicia, can you hear me?!” She heard her co-worker, Megan, call out, but it was distant, like she was in a tunnel. Slowly, Felicia’s eyes fluttered open and she was met with Megan’s kind face, filled with worry.

“What? Why are you yelling?” Felicia mumbled, pain radiating throughout her body and she moaned in discomfort.

“Felicia, do you know what happened? Do you know why you are on the floor?” she inquired, her voice filled with concern.

“Megan, why am I on the floor?” Felicia turned her head and saw two feet pointed in her direction.

“Honey, I think you had a seizure. Don’t move, the ambulance is on it’s way,” Megan spoke calmly, like all of the OT’s were trained to do with patients, only Felicia was not usually a patient.

“How? I was just working with Amelia and she was writing her numbers…” Her voice trailed off and she remembered falling, but not why. All she could think was not again.

~*~

“Miss? Can you tell me your name please?” Felicia heard the emergency room doctor ask.

“Felicia Day,” she responded.

“Good. Do you know what day it is Felicia?” he asked.

“Yes, it is Thursday,” she told him.

“Excellent. You are doing very well, Felicia. We are going to run some tests and keep you overnight for observation. According to your co-worker you had a seizure, so we want to figure out why. Is there anyone we can call for you?” the doctor inquired.

“Um, yeah, my parents,” Felicia replied, her throat dry and mind reeling that she had had a seizure.

“They are already in the waiting room; I will let them know what is going on and send them in.” He gave her a kind smile, then turned and left.

“Oh honey! I was so worried! They wouldn’t tell us anything!” Felicia’s mother pushed through the door to the room where she was laid out in the bed.

“I’m okay, Mom. Really, I feel fine, but they want to keep me overnight.” Felicia groaned at the thought of being away from her son for the night.

“Oh Baby, Henry is going to be just fine. Sheila already picked him up and he is excited to have a sleepover at her house,” Felicia’s father reassured her. Henry really did love their neighbor Sheila and her two boys, who were around his age. Felicia felt a little better knowing he would at least have fun while she was away.

“Excuse me, Miss Day? I am Ana and I am here to take you upstairs for an CT scan. Are you ready?” a nurse asked sweetly as she came in the room.

“As I’ll ever be. Mom, please kiss Henry goodnight for me, tell him I love him and I will call him in the morning, okay?” Felicia asked her mother as Ana started unhooking her from the wires for transfer to a wheelchair.

“Of course I will, now get some rest; I’ll be back in the morning.” Her mother kissed her on the temple and was gone.

~*~

The CT scan took longer than Felicia had expected and it wasn’t until after ten at night when she was wheeled back into her room. Ana helped Felicia out of the chair and into an ugly gown, then into the bathroom where a toothbrush and toothpaste were waiting. Felicia took care of her business and wiped her hands on the scratchy towels that smelled like bleach.

“Ana, I am kinda hungry; I didn’t get any dinner,” she hinted at her, hoping she could sneak something in.

“Sure, I will see what I can find, I will be back in a bit,” Ana told Felicia, assisting her into bed before she left the room.

Felicia mindlessly flipped through the crappy channels on the too small television screen and sighed because there was nothing on. A knock sounded at the door before it swung open.

“Oh good, you’re still awake. Hi, Miss Day, my name is Jensen and I will be your overnight nurse.” The voice was deep and rolled over Felicia like a soft summer rain.

“Felicia. My name is Felicia and you’re a nurse?” she gasped, assuming he was a doctor. He was quite attractive in his navy blue scrubs.

“Yeah,” he chuckled, “I get that a lot. Ana mentioned you were hungry so I brought you a snack.” He moved the tray over the bed and laid out some jello, a banana and a piece of string cheese.

“Thank you, Jensen,” Felicia said as she peeled the banana and took a bite. She was so hungry now, that it didn’t matter what she ate, anything would taste good.

“They didn’t get all your personal history before you were moved from the ER, so I have a few questions for you, if that is alright?” he asked politely while she finished the banana and simply grunted a reply.

“Okay then,” he laughed again. His questions were pretty mundane and Felicia answered quickly. “Have you ever experienced a seizure before today?”

“When I was eighteen, six years ago. I was thirty-seven weeks pregnant. They diagnosed me with strep and explained that the seizure was caused by the high fever. They performed a cesarean to take Henry early so they could treat me without harming him,” she explained to the nurse.

“Henry, that is a strong, solid name. I will be right back, I have to check on a couple other patients, okay?” he informed her and stepped out into the hallway, but not before Felicia noticed his brows knit in confusion.

~*~

Jensen pulled up Felicia’s records once he returned to the nurse’s station; something didn’t make sense. He saw the admittance for the seizure, but her temperature had been recorded at 101.3 degrees, certainly not high enough to induce a seizure, but consistent with a streptococcal diagnosis. Curiosity unbecoming of a medical professional got the better of him and he also pulled Felicia’s son’s birth records; no father was listed on the birth certificate.

Jensen quickly checked on his other patients before making his way back to her room. “You’re still awake,” he commented quietly, the door still open.

“Yeah, I guess. I can’t seem to get comfortable,” Felicia groaned as each position she tried was painful.

“Yeah, that happens when you hit the floor pretty hard, like you did. I can get you something mild for the pain if you want it,” he offered.

“That would be good, thank you.” Jensen returned minutes later with a pill and a fresh pitcher of water so she could swallow it. He showed her where the call buttons were and said he would be back to check on her in a couple of hours. Within twenty minutes, Felicia was out like a light.

~*~

“Hey, Sleeping Beauty awakes!” Jensen proclaimed as he entered her room with a tray at six the next morning.

“Ha, very funny Nurse Jensen,” Felicia quipped, in a better mood thanks to a good night’s sleep.

“And she does have a sense of humor! Not a great one, but it is there,” he joked as he set the tray down in front of her. Watery scrambled eggs, overcooked bacon and a dry english muffin never looked so good.

“Thank you for breakfast,” she smiled at him taking a sip of juice.

“You thank me like it’s a date or something; I am just doing my job, Felicia,” Jensen replied, a slight blush creeping up his freckled cheeks.

“Well, maybe one day…” Felicia swallowed down her words with another bite of eggs.

“So, I am on my way out, and hopefully I won’t see you again,” he said as he made some notes in her chart.

“Sick of me already, Jensen?” she teased.

“Oh quite the contrary, but I try not to pick up chicks at work,” Jensen told her and quickly changed the subject. “You have an MRI in an hour, but before that, I am going to hook you up to the EEG, electroencephalogram; it is going to read your brain cell activity, smarty pants, so we can see what is going on in that pretty red head of yours.”

“Oh, so you have a thing for redheads, huh?” Felicia wasn’t always such a flirt, but she was in the hospital with no escape, so why not.

“Maybe, but you are still my patient,” Jensen teasingly scolded her while he attached wires to her head.

“Michelle will be here at seven to take you upstairs for the MRI and then the Doc will come back into go over the test results with you, okay? I won’t be back until eleven tonight but you will be back home with your boy, so good luck with everything, Felicia.” Jensen paused.

“Bye Jensen, and thanks again for the breakfast date.” She smiled at him as he left the room and she finished her juice.

~*~

“Epilepsy? How can that be? I am a perfectly healthy twenty-four year old mother with a very active six year old at home,” Felicia protested as the doctor sat down, giving her the results of the MRI. Felicia’s parents sat on the other side of the bed and the tears in her mother’s eyes started falling.

“We want to keep you another night, run some more tests, make sure there isn’t any permanent damage. I am going to prescribe you an anti-seizure medication and that should control them; if it doesn’t, we keep going until we find one that does. I am concerned because this is the second time you have been in here in less than a year,” the doctor suggested and she turned to her parents.

“I am sorry, I should have told you,” Felicia started. “It was when you took Henry to Disney World. I didn’t want to tell you, because I felt fine; I do feel fine.”

“Oh honey; you need to take better care of yourself to make sure you are healthy for Henry,” her father said as he laid a hand on her knee and she felt the tears fall.

“I need to talk to him,” Felicia decided. The doctor left the room and she picked up her phone to call Sheila. After a few minutes on the phone with her, Felicia asked her to put Henry on.

“Hey Buddy! Are you being good for Sheila?” you asked, knowing he was better for everyone else than he was for you.

“I will be home tomorrow. I had to go visit a sick friend out of town, okay? But I love you, Henry. And you be good, okay? … Yes, I will come pick you up tomorrow as soon as I get back… I love you, okay, bye, Baby.” Felicia’s tears continued to flow as she disconnected the phone, but she managed to keep her voice calm, for herson.

“Hey, Mom, can you grab some things for me? I need pajamas and a change of clothes. I need a shower. My overnight bag is in the hall closet,” Felicia asked and wiped her face.

“Of course honey. I will be back in a little bit,” her mother said and they were gone again before lunch.

Megan had given the EMTs Felicia’s purse, so at least she had a charger with her. She plugged in the phone and began playing pointless games to keep her mind occupied.

~*~

By mid-afternoon, Felicia was showered and felt human again. She had on her comfiest pair of pajamas with a book in her lap. Ana, the nurse from yesterday, was back and had brought you an extra blanket, as the room had been a little on the cool side.

Felicia had undergone more blood tests and a set of neurological tests in the afternoon. The doctor had confirmed they believed she had experienced a clonic seizure, possibly more than the two she knew about. It would explain her sore muscles and neck, not to mention the bruises on her arms.

Dinner was rather tasteless and lonely as she spent time quality time with the crappy television. Felicia was wound up and knew she wouldn’t be able to sleep, so she slipped on her sandals and started walking. She snuck down to the nursery, gazing at the sleeping babies that had just been brought into this world. Felicia longed to have another baby someday, but maybe it wasn’t in the cards for her, maybe Henry was it.

Felicia walked a little farther down the hall to the elevator. She glanced around quickly and figured she wouldn’t be missed and hopped in the next car. She peeked at her phone and figured she had a couple hours before the nurse’s shift change.

Felicia found herself wandering the main floor when she happened upon the still open cafeteria. Thankful she had the forethought to toss some cash in her pocket, she grabbed a muffin and a cup of tea, then made her way out to the courtyard. The night was still pleasant and she was comfortable. Felicia sat down on the empty bench and sipped at her tea.

A thousand thoughts ran through her mind. Henry was at the top of them all. Since the day she discovered she was pregnant, he consumed every waking thought and most of the non-waking ones. After working with patients everyday, she counted herself lucky that Henry was healthy and now here she was, in the hospital for the second time in six months. How do you tell your six year old son that you were sick?

“Excuse me, Miss? Is this seat taken?” A deep voice washed over Felicia and she looked up.

“Jensen, what are you doing here?” Felicia gasped, shocked to see him here and embarrassed that she had been caught out of bed.

“My shift starts in an hour and I came to see my brother and his family; they just had a new baby, a little girl. I stopped to get a cup of coffee and I saw you out here. There are not many redheads that would be sitting out here in purple flannel pajamas, so I guessed it was you. You okay? You look…” his voice trailed off and she could tell he was looking for the least offensive word.

“Lost? Confused? Angry? Take your pick,” she huffed.

“Yeah, one of those. You want to talk about it? I have been told I am a pretty good listener,” he offered.

“You’re my nurse, Jensen, not my therapist. You don’t need to listen to the ramblings of an angry woman,” Felicia replied.

“Hey, just because I am your nurse, doesn’t mean I can’t listen. Part of what we do isn’t just physical care, Red; we offer emotional support as well. I am here to listen if you decide you want to talk,” he finished and just sat there next to her, drinking his coffee while she sipped the cooling tea.

“Maybe I do,” Felicia thought aloud. “I have spent the last six years busting my ass to put myself through school, raise my son, and I am doing a damn good job. I have a great career doing something I love. I get to help people and they pay me really well to do that. I will be able to buy our own house in less than a year; I already started looking,” she confessed to him, basically a complete stranger.

“Then I get slapped in the face with this! What was the point of busting my ass if it is all going to be taken away from me?” her voice broke and she buried her face in her hands, her breathing became rapid.

Felicia felt a strong arm wrap around her shoulders as he pulled her into his side. “Hey, hey, it’s okay. Everything is going to be okay. I know it doesn’t seem like it right now, but this is not a death sentence. Epilepsy can be controlled with proper medication. If you can keep it controlled, you can stop taking the medicine,” Jensen whispered calmly and she started breathing normally again, matching her breaths with his.

“I only just found out this morning, how do you know? You weren’t even here,” Felicia looked up as she questioned him.

“I may have logged in the system when I got here early and checked up on you...saw your diagnosis and that you weren’t discharged yet,” he admitted sheepishly. “Come on, let’s get you back to your room,” Jensen offered his hand as he rose to his feet and she took it. He lead the way back inside and held the door for her.

“Head on up to your room; I have to get changed and I will see you in a few, okay?” Jensen asked.

“Yeah. And Jensen?” Felicia held tight to his hand. “Thanks for tonight.”

“It’s like our second date. And you are very welcome.” Jensen smiled at her, his eyes crinkling slightly at the corners. Felicia hadn’t noticed how green they were in the dim light of her hospital room, but here in the brightly lit atrium, they shone like emeralds.

“You’re gonna have to step up your game if you think you are getting a third date, Mister,” Felicia teased as she laughed and headed for the elevator, feeling better than before, all because of him.

Once she’d gotten in her room undetected, she climbed back into bed, sitting cross legged and waiting for Jensen to return. Felicia thumbed through her phone for a few minutes but found herself distracted. If this were any other situation and he were any other guy, she would be totally attracted to him. In reality, she was attracted to him, but this is no ordinary situation. Felicia was in the hospital and she was his patient. She had more important things to worry about than the fact that she had not been on a date since before she got pregnant.

Felicia gazed out the window at the night sky, the city lights disrupting the stars from shining through; no wishing on a star for her tonight. Felicia sighed and closed her eyes.

“Penny for your thoughts, pretty girl,” Jensen’s voice broke through her melancholy and she turned to face him.

“Not much going on up here, probably not worth the penny. Save it,” Felicia mumbled, wiping the tears she knew had fallen.

“Hey, what did I tell you? Everything is going to be okay,” he whispered as he sat on the end of the bed. “Tell me about Henry.”

He was good, she had to give him that. Felicia didn’t really feel like talking, but then he asked her to talk about her one weakness. “He is amazing. He is six. He plays soccer and baseball. He is smart, already reading at a 3rd grade level and he just finished kindergarten.”

“Sounds like a smarty pants, just like his Mama,” Jensen joked, poking her in the knee.

“Yeah, he is. It is the curse of all parents: ‘I hope when you grow up and become a parent, your kid turns out just like you!’. But I couldn’t be luckier. He loves unconditionally and is fiercely loyal,” Felicia finished, a sappy smile creeping it’s way over her delicate features.

“He sounds like a great kid, Felicia,” Jensen spoke truthfully, she could see it on his face.

“He really is, and I miss him,” she sniffed a little, wiping her nose on her sleeve.

“So, is he with his dad?” Jensen inquired.

“Oh, no, he left a long time ago,” Felicia laughed. “I told him I was pregnant and he ran off to college. He never even got to meet Henry. He was drunk one night and drove his car off a bluff, right into the river.”

“I am sorry, I-I didn’t know,” Jensen apologized.

“It’s okay, Jen,” she whispered. “I made my peace with him not wanting to be a part of my life or Henry’s a long time ago. And he has strong male role models in my dad and my cousin, so I know he will be okay. But…”

“But nothing, Red. I know what you are going to say. You are going to be just fine and Henry is going to be just fine. This is just a bump in the road. I-” Jensen attempted to console her.

“Red, huh?” Felicia interrupted.

“Jen, huh?” he retorted. “I like it.”

“Yeah, I like it, too. Say, don’t you have other patients, Mr. Too Good To Be True?” She eyed him.

“It’s almost midnight and they are all asleep. I don’t have to do rounds for another couple of hours. You sick of me already?” he joked again, this time wrapping his arm around her neck in a fake headlock.

“You know you are the only thing keeping me sane, so no, and I don’t think I ever will be,” Felicia whispered as she looked up into his eyes.

“I thought you said I had to step up my game to get a third date?” he recalled.

“Yeah, well, I’m weak, what can I say?” she shrugged.

“You are not weak, Red. I have only known you for twenty-four hours and you are the strongest person I have ever met, far stronger than me. You are brave and kind and loving. I am proud of you. You got this,” Jensen whispered as he pulled her close once more.

“Yeah, I got this,” Felicia mumbled.

“Hey, wanna try that again like you mean it?” he challenged her.

“Yeah, I got this!” she repeated, louder this time.

“Let me hear it again,” he prompted one more time.

Felicia threw her hands in the air and shouted, “I got this!”

Jensen quickly put his large hand over her mouth, “Hey not that loud; this is a hospital and people are sleeping!”

“Oops,” Felicia grinned sheepishly, trying to stifle a yawn.

“Hey, let’s get you to bed. It is late and I will be back in the morning, okay?” Jensen pulled the covers back and she crawled in. “Goodnight, Red. Sleep tight,” he whispered before kissing her temple.

“G’night Jen,” she mumbled, already drifting off. He closed the door behind him, allowing his body a rest as he sagged against the frame. What are you doing? he thought to himself.

~*~

The morning light filtered in through the thin shades on the window. Felicia slowly woke and stretched her body out, feeling a little sore but rested. She peeked one eye open against the bright sunlight and a squeak left her lips.

“You have freckles; they’re cute. And you talk in your sleep, did you know that?” Jensen spoke quietly.

“I-what? How long have you been here? And creep much?” Felicia laughed throwing her legs over the side to go into the bathroom to relieve herself and brush her teeth.

“I have only been here about ten minutes. But long enough to hear you say my name,” Jensen spoke a little louder so she could hear him through the door.

Felicia finished her business, ran a brush through her long auburn locks before she opened the door to dispute what he thought he heard. “No, I sir, I don’t think so. I was clearly having an awesome girls night dream with my friend Jennifer.”

“Really? You know you are a terrible liar, Red?” Jensen laughed. “You didn’t say ‘Jen’ you said ‘Jensen’, my name. My name.”

Felicia almost choked on her toothpaste. “No I did not!” she denied.

“You were dreaming about me, weren’t you? You like me!” Jensen teased.

“So what if I was! Have you seen you?” she asked. “And besides, I go home today, so I won’t see you anymore, only in my dreams.”

“That is the good news; you’re going home today.” He grinned. “You want to know the other good news?”

“Yes! I could use some more good news,” Felicia replied.

“As of ten o’clock this morning, you are no longer my patient. So are you going to give me your number so I don’t have to hack hospital records for your personal information and lose my job?” he nagged her.

“What, you planning our fourth date already?” Felicia giggled.

“No, fifth. I am pretty sure this is our fourth date,” he said.

“Oh, so watching me sleep counts as a date now?” she clucked.

“No, but me bringing you breakfast does.” He pulled a warm tray from the bed table and presented her with french toast and fruit.

“A man after my own heart,” she sighed.

“So is that a yes? To your number and date number five?” Jensen pleaded.

“Don’t beg, Jen; it’s unbecoming,” she scribbled her number on a piece of paper and stuffed it in the pocket of his scrubs.

“I have my work cut out for me now. How am I going to top this?” Jensen wondered.

“Well, as long as it is not in this hospital, you have a pretty good chance.” Felicia laughed and started on her breakfast.

~*~

Felicia struggled when she returned home. She took a hot shower before going to get Henry, but broke down in the middle of washing herself. The fear was closing in on her and she knew she had to fight it. After crying on the floor of her shower for half an hour, she forced herself up and got out.

Henry shrieked when she picked him up from Sheila’s and Felicia echoed his excitement to see her. It felt good to be home with her little boy. Sheila handed off his bag as she gave you a sympathetic eye.

“Sheila, I am fine. Thank you for keeping him safe for me. I will see you tomorrow?” Felicia asked.

“Yeah, anytime, Felicia,” Sheila assured her.

Felicia made Henry’s favorite homemade mac and cheese for dinner, then the two of them vegged out in front of the television watching mindless Disney Channel Original Movies, but at least she was home and with her son. Felicia looked over as her phone started buzzing. It was a text from Jensen.

“Hey Red. How does Monday at seven sound? You like Mexican?

“Hey yourself, Jen. No, I prefer Italian, with extra garlic; I want our first kiss to be memorable!”

“You already thought about our first kiss?”

“That is what I was dreaming about when you were creeping on me in my sleep ;)”

“I guess I better bring my A game. Send me your address and I will pick you up.”

“See you then.”

Felicia sent Jensen her address and signed off, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

~*~

Felicia and Henry had a lazy Sunday around their apartment. It was her favorite way to spend time with him. There was nowhere either of them needed to be, nothing pressing to do; it was just her and her favorite little man hanging out.

As happy as she was, she couldn’t stop the thoughts that rolled through her mind continuously. Felicia was angry, despite what Jensen had told her out on that bench at the hospital. She was worried, scared even. The fear gripped her tight and refused to let go. As soon as she had Henry in bed that night, she crawled under her own covers and cried; wept like she hadn’t before. Felicia let every emotion flow out of her. She hadn’t felt this empty since Henry’s father left, then a few months later, when he died. This was worse. Her fears of something happening to her and Henry becoming an orphan were paralyzing and all she could do was weep.

~*~

Monday morning Felicia dropped Henry off at daycare as normal, but didn’t go into work. Her boss had called the night before and told her to take some time. She went back home and crawled back into bed. Felicia wallowed in self-pity and terrible reality television.

What am I doing? This is pointless! I have to pull myself together. I got this! She was not going to let this be what brought her down. She pulled out her phone and called her doctor. Felicia needed to talk to someone and knew it started now.

After she made the first appointment, she called Sheila and asked her to watch Henry for the night before running a bath. Felicia pampered herself because she finally had the time and she had a date. That was cause for shaving her legs, not that she was going to let things go that far, but she finally had the perfect occasion to wear that pretty purple dress she found on clearance a couple months ago.

Felicia carefully straightened her hair and pulled it back into a low pony. Her makeup was light, with a dark pink stain on her lips, and then she was ready to get dressed. The silken fabric of the dress slipped over her curves perfectly and hit just above the knee. She slid her feet into the white wedge sandals and checked her reflection in the mirror. She looked pretty good, not that she was one to toot her own horn.

Just as Felicia grabbed her clutch, a knock sounded at the door. Out of habit, she checked the peephole and her breath caught in her throat. If she thought he was handsome before, the man that stood on the other side of her door was absolutely breathtaking. He wore a dark gray button down and looked as nervous as she felt. Felicia took a deep breath and opened the door.

“Hi,” she whispered.

“You look stunning,” Jensen breathed out, his green eyes taking in all of her.

“Thank you. It is amazing what not eating hospital food for two days can do to a girl,” she laughed. Felicia grabbed her keys and locked up.

“I hardly think it’s the food,” Jensen murmured, holding his arm out for her, and she slipped her hand into the crook of his elbow, his wrapped warmly over hers.

~*~

“Jen, this place is amazing!” Felicia marveled. The two of them had just placed their order and she took a moment to look around the restaurant. The dark walls and delicate sconces provided just the right amount of lighting as they cast a warm glow over their corner table.

“I am glad you like it. I have been coming here for years with my family, but this is the first time I have even been here on a date,” Jensen told her.

“Oh, so I am your first, huh?” Felicia giggled, taking a sip of her sparkling water.

“Ha, very funny Red.” Jensen rolled his eyes.

“So tell me something about yourself Jen. I feel like you know so much about me; I mean I totally monopolized conversation on those first four dates!” Felicia said.

“Yeah, yeah you did, but that is fine by me. My story isn’t nearly as interesting as yours,” he replied.

“Ugh, I am not interesting. I am boring as hell. All I do is work and parent. This is the first date I have been on since before Henry,” she admitted.

“Oh, so I am your first, huh?” Jensen echoed her earlier jest and she rolled her eyes in response.

“Yeah, okay, fine,” Jensen gave in. “I’m twenty-seven. I have been working at the hospital the last four years, since I graduated. I always thought that I would complete the Physician’s Assistant program, but I don’t know; I like the ease of the nursing gig. I don’t have to be the one in charge and it allows me more opportunity to help my patients on a more personal level.”

“You’re a good person, Jen; look how much you helped me in just a couple of days,” Felicia remarked.

“I always knew I wanted to help people, but I didn’t want to be in a ton of debt to do it like a few of my friends. I knew as a nurse, I could help just as many people,” he beamed. She could see in his eyes how much he loved his job.

“Do you have any siblings?” she coaxed.

“Yeah, I have a brother and a sister. They are gigantic pains in my ass, but I love them,” he laughed. “I grew up here, just outside of Dallas, and we were close growing up, even though my sister is several years younger.”

“I don’t have any siblings, but I am really close to a couple of my cousins, so I imagine it is the same,” Felicia remarked.

Their meals arrived and they made idle chat as they ate and the plates were cleared away. It was starting to get late and Felicia couldn’t remember ever having so much fun in her life; she didn’t want the night to be over just yet. Jensen stood and reached for her hand and she made the decision to relay her thoughts to him.

Jensen beat her to it. “I am not ready for this night to end, care to join me for some dessert? I know this great little place.”

“I was just about to say the same thing!” Felicia exclaimed.

“Well, great minds do think alike. Milady?” Jensen placed her hand on his arm and didn’t waste another minute.

~*~

The next two weeks flew by like a whirlwind. Felicia went back to work and spent as much time with Henry as you possible, between baseball and work. She even managed to sneak in some time with Jensen, too, even if it was just for coffee before she headed into work and he was going home.

“I know you are off this weekend and I was wondering if you wanted to have lunch with us on Sunday?” Felicia hesitantly asked Jensen one morning over coffee. Although she had given it some thought over the last couple of weeks and it scared the heck out of her, she really wanted Jensen and Henry to meet. They were two of the most important men in her life, after her dad.

“Are you kidding? I would love to!” he exclaimed and put her mind at rest.

“Oh, that is a relief. I was thinking just a picnic in the park by our place. Is that okay with you?” Felicia held her breath.

“Yes! That sounds awesome. What can I bring?” Jensen offered.

“How about dessert? And we are pretty easy to please and no allergies,” she told him.

“Fantastic!” he replied enthusiastically and she could already see the gears turning in his head. “I will pick you guys up at eleven.”

~*~

Jensen arrived on time and Felicia opened the door to let him in. He placed a chaste kiss to her cheek as she greeted him.

“Henry!” Felicia called and he came bounding into the room.

“Henry, this is my friend, Jensen, that I told you about. Jensen, this is my son, Henry,” she introduced them.

“Hi,” Henry greeted this stranger cautiously, standing in front of his mother.

“Hi, Henry. It is nice to meet you. Your mom has told me a lot about you, so I know you like soccer and baseball, right?” Jensen knelt down and shook Henry’s hand as he talked.

“Yeah, I guess,” Henry shrugged.

“Well, I just happened to have brought my glove and bat, along with some baseballs with me, as well as my best soccer ball. What’d’ya say we get to the park and you show me what you got?” Jensen encouraged the boy, trying to bring him out of his shell a bit.

“Oh, I got mad skills.” Henry’s eyes lit up at thought of playing any kind of ball. “Let me get my stuff!” Henry ran off to his room and emerged with his bag and an extra soccer ball. “I’m ready!”

The drive to the park was quick and as Felicia reached in for the picnic basket, Jensen and Henry were already kicking the ball around. She laid out a blanket under the shade of nearby tree and watched them. She was relieved to see how quickly Henry took to Jensen, as he was generally protective of her around people he didn’t know. Felicia’s heart swelled at the sight.

It was a little warm, but that didn’t surprise Felicia much, as it was summer in Texas, but it was a beautiful day to spend outside with a couple of her favorite guys. Henry had Jensen running all over the park, chasing the baseballs he hit and soon Jensen collapsed next to Felicia, begging for water.

“How do you do this? He has so much energy!” Jensen got out between breaths.

Felicia laughed. “I don’t pay baseball with him anymore; it’s too much!” She handed him a bottle of water and called Henry over for lunch.

~*~

Three months had passed since Felicia’s last seizure. The medication seemed to be doing it’s job and she was pleased with the direction her relationship with Jensen was going, as well as how well he got on with Henry. It eased any tension as the three of them spent an increasing amount of time together as of late.

“Hey, I have a question for you,” Jensen asked one night. He typically called before his shifts as Felicia was settling in bed for the night.

“Yeah, shoot,” she replied, snuggling into the covers.

“I want to sign up to coach for Henry’s soccer team this year, but I wanted to ask you first, before I sent in my application. And I want to talk to him about it too, make sure he is okay with it,” Jensen blurted out.

“I think that is a great idea and I think he will love it. Why don’t you come by for breakfast tomorrow and you can ask him yourself,” Felicia offered. She didn’t have to work the next day and Henry had the day off of school.

“You don’t know how glad I am to hear you say that,” Jensen let out a long breath. “I will see you in the morning, Red. Sweet dreams.”

“G’night Jen,” she yawned and feel fast asleep.

The next morning, Felicia pulled out all the stops for breakfast: chocolate chip pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon and sausage. Jensen was right on time and he greeted her with a deep kiss.

“Hmmm, yum; you taste like coffee and bacon,” he murmured against her lips.

“A few of your favorite things, huh?” Felicia giggled, kissing him once more before handing him his own mug.

“I wanted to tell you something else, too, before Henry got up,” Jensen sat down.

“Sure, what’s up?” she replied, joining him at the table.

“I turned in my notice at the hospital,” Jensen began.

“You what? But you love your job...” Felicia broke in.

“Hold on, hold on; let me finish,” he held his hand up for her to stop. Felicia snapped her mouth closed, waiting for the rest of his news.

“The hospital opened a new clinic and they were looking for a nursing manager, so I applied. The hours are better, no more night shifts, the pay is fantastic, and it will free up my time to spend more of it with you and Henry, and be able to coach,” Jensen finished.

Felicia jumped up and moved across to his side of the table, throwing her arms around his neck. “Jen, this is fantastic! Henry is going to be so happy!”

“Oh, is he the only one?” Jensen teased.

“Well, I can live with it,” Felicia sassed back.

“Can you guys keep it down?” Henry grumbled, shuffling into the kitchen, eyes still closed.

“Good Morning Henry!” Jensen shouted. “Come on, sit down. Your mom made some amazing breakfast, but first I have something I want to ask you.”

“So loud,” Henry moaned, sitting down at the table with a thud as his head his the hard surface.

“Hey Champ, how would you like me to coach your soccer team this year?” Jensen asked and Henry’s head shot up, his eyes wide.

“Are you serious?! That would be awesome!” Henry jumped up and threw his arms around Jensen. He in turn picked up the boy and wrapped him in a tight embrace. Felicia’s legs carried her to them before she knew it and Jensen wrapped one arm around her, too.

~*~

“I can’t think of a better way to wrap up a winning season!” Jensen exclaimed. Henry’s team had won the championship and now the entire soccer team was gathered in Jensen’s yard running around like little crazy people.

“It was a pretty great season, Coach!” Felicia replied, bringing out a couple bags of chips, adding them to the table already overflowing with food.

“Yeah, it was. Thank you for letting me a part of this, a part of your life,” Jensen kissed her quickly, not wanting to be caught by a bunch of first graders.

The party progressed well and before you knew it, Henry was begging to stay at his friend’s house and Felicia couldn’t say no.

“Good, it will give us some much needed alone time,” Jensen teased as she left to walk Henry to his friend’s parents car later.

“In your dreams, Nurse Ackles!” Felicia giggled, knowing the best part of her day was yet to come.

She walked back inside Jensen’s house, ready to start dishes and clean up from the party, but the sight before her was more than she could have possibly prepared herself for. Jensen was on one knee in the middle of his kitchen, a small box in his hand.

“I know we haven’t known each other for very long and some might say this is too fast, but we had our first four dates in two days. I have never met a woman like you before; you are strong, and brave. You are an amazing mother and the most generous person I have ever known. I never knew I could experience a life like this and to have that with you, astounds me. I am in awe of you daily and I am so damn proud of you. Would you please make me the proudest man on the planet and agree to marry me?” He poured out his heart to her.

The tears in her eyes and the lump in her throat made it impossible for Felicia to speak, so all she could do was nod and he slipped the ring on her finger.

~*~

“Boys, I’m home!” Felicia called as she walked in the door setting the bags down. The house was quiet; too quiet. She walked out the back door to see her husband and Henry kicking around the ball. Jensen was still coaching Henry’s nine-year old team and they having a blast and another great season. Felicia sat down and watched her boys as they played.

“Hey, I didn’t see you there! When did you get home?” Jensen asked a few minutes later when he spotted her.

“A little bit ago; I was just watching my boys,” Felicia smiled, standing up to kiss him. “You hungry? I brought home dinner and I am starving!”

“Henry, run in and wash up, please,” Jensen directed toward her son.

“You got it, Dad!” Henry ran back inside and left Felicia and Jensen alone.

“How was your appointment?” he asked, downing a bottle of water, an enormous smile on his face.

“It was good. The treatment has been working; I have been seizure free for more than two years and he has been gradually decreasing the dosage for the last six months. I am officially off my meds!” Felicia threw her hands up in victory and Jensen picked her up, swinging her around.

“Red, that is amazing. I told you this wasn’t the end for you. I am still so proud of you everyday for fighting this battle,” Jensen congratulated her.

“Well, it had to be done anyway, I am just glad to have you here with me,” Felicia smiled up at him slyly. “Besides, the doctor says it’s better for me now to be off the medication for at least the next seven months.”

“Well, yeah, if you haven’t had any seiz--,” Jensen stopped mid-sentence, his eyes growing wide. “What? Seven months...? Red, are you? Are we? Am I?’

“Cat got your tongue, Jen?” Felicia giggled and pulled a black and white sonogram photo out of her pocket.

“Who knew the worst thing in my life would turn out to the best thing that ever happened to me?” Felicia asked before kissing him passionately and wiping away his tears of happiness.

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