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queen-of-deans-booty · 7 months

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Practice Makes Perfect

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Actress!Reader

Word Count: ~1.7k

Warnings: none, nervous!jensen that's super cute

Request by anon: Hey, can i request a series or one shot with Jensen x actress/singer reader, where the reader is very famous actress and singer that work in Marvel as Black Widow, Game of Thrones, TVDU, etc and Jensen loved her and always are talking about her in set without knowing that she is Gen Padalecki best fiends and Jared Padalecki friends and Jared tell her all Jensen said about her so she was casted as a new character who is Dean love interest without him knowing and in the end they end together and have kids?

Summary: You're a famous actress that's been in lots of movies and TV shows. Jensen has a huge crush on you and doesn't know that the newest person to be hired onto Supernatural is none other than you.

Square Filled: what if (2022) for @spndeanbingo

Author’s Note: just pretend that each of the shows/movies she's been in took place one after the other instead of going on at the exact same time.

Jared and Jensen have a few minutes alone before their panel. Jared is snacking on whatever they provided them with while Jensen is sitting on the couch browsing on his phone. Jared has his wife on FaceTime as he is stuffing his face, and she laughs at the food dripping from his mouth.

“Baby, why can’t you eat normally?”

“What? I’m hungry,” he says, more food spewing from his mouth.

“Our kids eat better than you,” she chuckles.

“Jen, tell her I eat normally.” Jared turns to his friend but Jensen isn’t listening to a word he’s saying. He has one of his Airpods in watching a video. “Are you guys coming to the panel?”

“Yeah, we’re just exploring right now.”

“Hi, Daddy!” Odette smiles and jumps into the frame.

“Hey, sweetheart. I’ll see you soon, okay?”

“Okay. Say bye!”

All three of his kids say bye just before Gen hangs up on him. Jared finishes eating his snack before walking over to his friend. He takes a seat next to him to see what video he’s watching and smirks when he sees you on the screen.

“So, what do you want to do when the panel is over? What section of the convention do you want to visit?” Jared asks knowing Jensen isn’t listening.

He’s too invested in the video of you doing press for your new Marvel movie. You play the elusive Black Widow in all of the Marvel films, and you just got done filming your own solo movie. You’ve done some press for the movie even before it comes out to prepare people for what to expect and things of that nature.

“You’re obsessed with her,” Jared chuckles.

“Shut up, I’m not,” Jensen barks. “I’m just an admirer of her movies.”

“You have posters of her locked away in your collection.”

Jensen slaps his friend on the chest and continues watching the video. It’s true, Jensen has a major crush on you not only for Black Widow but for every role you’ve ever done. You’ve played Sansa Stark in Game of Thrones, Katherine and Elena in The Vampire Diaries, and so much more. You’re such a talented person that acting is like second nature to you. You can do almost any role you’ve ever landed, and you’ve won a lot of awards for it which you’re proud of.

“Damn, look at her. She’s gorgeous,” Jensen says with metaphorical hearts in his eyes. Jared laughs and Jensen shakes his head. “I’m sorry, I have a major crush on this woman. What are you gonna do about it?”

“We’re about to do a panel. Come on.”

Jensen and Jared get ready to go out on stage. All their fans cheer for them when they make an appearance. Jared scans the audience to see his wife there with her phone pointed at him. He nods once and turns to Jensen knowing his wife is getting this on video.

“Alright, any questions?” Jared asks. A lot of hands go up in the air, and he points to the person whom Gen gestures. “What’s your name?”

“Elisa. I’m such a huge fan of both of you. My question is for Jensen. I watched a video you did talking about the actress Y/N. She just finished her movie Black Widow. Is it true you have a crush on her?”

Everyone cheers for this question but quiets down to give Jensen an opportunity to answer. His entire face reddens at the question and becomes extremely conscious of what he’s wearing, what he’s saying, and how he’s behaving as if you’re in the room.

“Wow, there’s a lot to unpack here. Look, she’s gorgeous, I’m not gonna lie. If she were standing in front of me now, I don’t think I’d form complete sentences. So, yes, I have a crush on her.”

Everyone laughs at how shy he’s becoming, and Gen looks at the person she’s on FaceTime with.

“He’s so cute,” you chuckle through the screen. “Very charming.”

You’re a really good friend of the Padalecki family. You met Gen through a non-profit organization she was funding a while back and became fast friends with her. She and Jared welcomed you into their family immediately but it was never known to Jensen that you knew them.

“Just wait until you meet him in person.”

“Isn’t it true that there is still an opening for that female character on their show?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m in between projects right now. I’d be happy to audition if you want to bring that to Jared.”

“I’ll have him hook you up,” Gen smirks.

“Is that Y/N?” Shep asks and forces his face into the frame.

“Hey, Shep,” you grin.

Supernatural is about to start filming its eleventh season which means the director is desperate to fill the role of Dean’s love interest. Jared brought you up as an option, the director had you audition, and you were offered the part before leaving the building to go home. Jensen still doesn’t know that you were the one who was offered the role, just that the position had been filled.

“Isn’t it a bit suspicious that we haven’t met this new person?” Jensen asks.

“Talk to the director, dude.” Jared gets a call from the director and answers it with a smile. “Hey. Are you here? … Perfect. I’ll be right there.”

“Whose that?”

“Gen is here. I gotta go. I’ll be right back.”

Jared leaves before Jensen can ask any other questions. He meets up with you and the director who is waiting for him on the other side of the set.

“Jared!” you grin and give him a friendly hug. “Working together is going to be so fun.”

You’re not sure how long you’ll be on the show, but you hope it’s going to last years.

“Is he ready?”

“He’s practicing his lines right now.”

Jared escorts you to the main set where Jensen is. He’s already in his Dean clothes since they are scheduled to film right now. His back is turned to you when you enter the room so you think this is the perfect opportunity to scare him. He is holding a prop gun and muttering his lines when you jump in front of him. He yelps and drops the gun as you let out an infectious laugh.

“What?” he stutters when he sees you.

“Hi, I’m Y/N,” you grin and hold out your hand for him. Jensen is a stuttering mess but shakes your hand nonetheless. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“She’s going to play your new love interest,” Jared says and slaps him on the back lightly.

“It’s going to be so much fun working with you.”

“Yeah, same here,” Jensen manages to get out. “Excuse me for a second.” He brings Jared off to the side to talk to him privately. “What the hell? Did you know about this?”

“Yeah, she’s a family friend.”

“How did I not know this?”

“I’m good at keeping secrets when I want to,” he chuckles.

“I can’t believe I’m going to be in the same room as her.”

“You’re welcome,” Jared smirks and pats his back.

Jared walks away just as you approach Jensen.

“I hope you’re okay with me being here.”

“More than okay,” he smiles shyly. I love your movies. You’re an amazing actress.”

“Thank you,” you smile. “I love this show. Dean just so happens to be my favorite character.”

That makes Jensen blush. Over the next couple of months, you’ve been filming with the boys as much as you can. It’s been nothing but fun especially when you participate in their pranks on Misha. You and Jensen are growing closer, more than you ever thought you would. He’s super nice, sweet, charming, and very sexy. He’s everything a girl would want in a man. This was inevitable, but you got to the part in your onscreen relationship where your characters share a kiss. He’s super nervous as are you since you both have feelings for one another.

“Dean, I don’t know why you’re bugging out. The hunt went exactly as planned,” your character says as you unpack your duffel bag.

“You got hurt. How is that exactly as planned?”

“We got the bad guy. Isn’t that what matters?”

“Not at the cost of your life! How could you think so little of it?”

“Dean, it’s just a scratch. I’ve gotten worse wounds than this.”

“God, you’re not getting it,” he scoffs.

“What? Please explain to me how you’re feeling.”

“It’s your life! No monster is worth that. You’re too important to me.” Jensen walks over to you and cups your jaw. The moment is so intense, so intimate. “I can’t lose you.”

“You won’t lose me. I’m right here,” you whisper.

You two stare into your eyes right before he smashes his lips on yours. He isn’t kissing you like how Dean would, he’s kissing you like how he would. The kiss is supposed to be short and sweet but Jensen keeps it going as long as he can. Your lips mold with his perfectly as if you were meant to be doing this your whole life.

The director yells CUT and Jensen pulls away from you slightly. He cheers at getting it on one take, and you step back from him with a nervous chuckle.

“Good job you two! Take ten everyone!”

“Listen, if you ever want to practice lines or… other things, you’re more than welcome to come to my trailer. You know, practice makes perfect.”

“I’ll make sure to take you up on that offer,” he smirks.

And practice did make perfect. After hearing the story of how you met Jenson yet again, both your daughters clap happily.

“Tell the story again!” your six-year-old giggles.

“Again!” your four-year-old laughs after her sister.

“Not tonight, girls,” you grin and kiss both their heads.

“Go to sleep. We’ll see you in the morning,” Jensen says.

You and Jensen leave their room and close the door gently. Jensen brings you into his arms and you wrap your arms around his neck.

“Landing that role has been the best thing to ever happen to me,” you whisper to him.

“You stole the words right out of my mouth,” Jensen smiles and kisses you.

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soulofapatrick · 1 year

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Starstruck - Pedro Pascal x reader/OC

Summary: Y//N plays Eleanor Winchester in Supernatural and is on the red carpet for season 13 where she spots her heartthrob: Pedro Pascal.

SORT OF LINKS TO Terrible at Secrets

Words: 1.3K

Warnings: anxiety (?)

Notes: request by @princessmermaid1289 and photos of dress and hair at the bottom.

Y/N’s POV:

Being part of such a big show like Supernatural is always breathtaking, especially getting to meet all the other big stars and my fans. I never expected to have such an impact or make a family with J2M. Jared and Jensen immediately took me under their wings when I joined in season seven as Sam and Dean’s little sister - Eleanor aka. Nell

Being anxious and an actor is always something interesting but I have such an amazing family backing me and getting rid of any awkward questions aimed my way during conventions. I love conventions and red carpets, being able to meet my own idols of which I have plenty. I find it so much fun talking to them and getting the fans opinions on everything. My fans are my biggest critics and they’re how I improve.

Tonights a red carpet for our season 13 with Alexander Calvert. He’s very cute and bubbly and I love him like a little brother and the fans seem to love him even more. He’s going to be big, I just know it, especially when the fans scream at him wrapping his arms around my waist and hugging me as the cameras flash.

“Heyyy Y/N,” Jensen appears at my other side, elbowing me and leans down enough he can whisper quiet enough the cameras and paparazzi don’t catch it, “Your man crush is over there, go say hi.”

I follow his gaze to see the one and only Pedro Pascal. He guest starred in an episode but sadly I never got to see or meet him as it wasn’t with me. My character was off with Kelly and Castiel while Pedro was with Jensen and Jared and I will admit it broke my heart a little as I have always had a huge crush on the sweetheart. He looks drop dead in that crisp white suit and black bowtie. His hair is so fluffy and I just wanna run my hands through it from here.

“Go!” Alex is agreeing and I’m being pushed in Pedro’s direction so lightly jog over, trying not to trip over my dress. It’s a beautiful thing, not my personal choice but I have to admit it looks beautiful and it makes me feel beautiful when I’m quite a rough and tough person having been around J2M for pretty much eight years. It’s black and flows, making me feel like a character from a fairytale, the sleeves off the shoulder and it sparkles in the flash of the cameras. I think it’s made from a mixture of satin and lace with how light it is despite how heavy and full it looks. It seems my stylist was going for a vintage look as my strawberry blonde hair is pinned back in light curls, it reminds me a longer version of Susan Pevensie’s hair from the last movie where Lucy becomes Susan. I feel beautiful.

“Hi,” I place a trembling hand on Pedro’s shoulder, causing him to turn to see me. His face breaks into that contagious grin as he looks me up and down with no abash. It has me flushing a bright red, especially when he makes room for me, wrapping a large hand around my waist.

“Hi there mama,” Pedro’s voice is like velvet and has me weak at the knees. He’s pulling me flush against the side and begin to pose for the paparazzi again, a huge grin on his face so I compose myself and do the same, putting my arm around his back. He’s a lot taller than I realise so it’s easy for me to rest my head on his shoulder and I think I’m going to go deaf at the sound that erupts from the fans as Pedro glances down at me with a look that makes me balling his jacket in the hand that’s around his back. He lips are suddenly near my ear as he whispers “Easy darlin,” while his thumb rubs soothingly at my hip.

We have move on so Jared and Gen can take our stops and I prepare to go back to Alex as Misha has Vicki and Jensen has Danneel but Pedro grasps my hand in his calloused one. I stumble slightly but he steadies me and my mind races because this is going to be big news and everyone is going to realise I have the biggest crush on Pedro Pascal… who is leading me to the next photo spot.

The cameras continue to blind me and I have to grip Pedro’s hand tighter as I can feel my anxiety bubbling. I usually try to do the red carpets quickly and usually Jensen; Jared and Misha there to ground me. This beautiful man beside seems to understand what’s happening and is sending one last wave at the cameras before he’s leading me towards the Entertainment Weekly interviewer.

“Hello there mommy and daddy,” She greets us and feel myself flush again as this never happens to me. I can’t remember her name as I was meant to only talk to a tiktoker turning interviewer as I’m not as big as my on screen brothers.

“Hey there,” Pedro sends her an amusing smile, keeping a tight grip on my waist.

“Well this is a nice surprise, I’m a little star stuck right now,” The interviewer turns her attention to me, “I have to admit I’m a huge fan of you and your character, Eleanor Winchester for those who don’t know.” She glances back at the camera and I’m subconsciously grabbing Pedro’s free hand, hoping the camera doesn’t pick up on.

“Oh! Well, thank you.” I’m laughing nervously, “I’m also star stuck!”

“You’re the star here,” Pedro nudges me and I can just hear all the fan edits about to be spamming my social media feeds in the morning but I don’t care because I’m currently pressed against the Pedro Pascal and he’s acting like I’m the big star, not him. Somehow I feel like royalty, even when the interviewer gets on with her planned interview with Pedro and I’ve never felt like this. I just alternate between watching the way Pedro throws his head back in a hearty laugh every time the interview flirts with me and the way the cameras are flashing blindingly. I should be panicked and breathless right now but that hand on my hip is flexing every so often and somehow it keeps me grounded and this is probably the first red carpet I’ve been able to breathe.

“Well, here’s the question I think most will be asking in the morning, is there something here?” The interviewer is asking, her question making my head snapping round so fast I’m surprised I don’t get whiplash, watching Pedro to see what he says as I try to slow my breathing.

“I wouldn’t mind having a date with miss Y/N here but we’ll have to see.” He’s sending her wink then pulling me even closer to him and I just look at the camera and fake swoon, laughing lightly in shock.

“I think I’m hallucinating,” I tell her and it causing everyone in earshot to break into laughter as Pedro presses a kiss to my cheek, the light drag of his beard taking the air from my lungs, “Definitely hallucinating.”

“She says yes,” Jared’s towering frame appears behind us both, patting Pedro on the shoulders, “Of course she wants to go on a date with Pedro.”

“A date it is it seems.” Pedro’s grin seems to get wider and I’m not really sure what’s happening right now. I might have a date with the Pedro Pascal and my two older brother figures may have set me up it seems, especially from the way Jared and Jensen high five as they walk away and the way Gen sends me a wink.

Oh my fucking god. I’m going on a date with Pedro Pascal.

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lol-jackles · 3 months

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I know it was a click-bait article, but I clicked anyway.

How accurate do you think their estimates are? Some of them felt off to me but I don’t have anything other than a feeling.

https://www.justjared.com/2024/02/10/the-richest-supernatural-stars-ranked-by-net-worth-its-a-tie-for-no-1/

Link. I think the rankings are accurate, but the net worth numbers are a bit off. And Gen's net worth is tied with Jared's so her ranking should have been much higher.

Net worth is the value of all assets, minus the total of all liabilities. Meaning net worth is what is owned minus what is owed. During SPN's run and in the latter seasons, Jared and Jensen were paid at least $7 million and $5.5 million per year respectively between their regular salary and convention fees and residuals. After paying off what is owed to others (manager fees, taxes, mortgages, everyday expenses, etc), they would have just over $1.5 million left. After 15 years the non-compounded no-interest savings alone would have put at least $20 million sitting in the bank.

By the time SPN wrapped up in 2020, I've speculated that Jared and Jensen's net worth were $20 million and $25 million respectively. Even though I think Jared was paid a higher salary, Jensen’s net worth should be higher because he’s worked 4 more years than Jared and those 4 extra years of compound investments alone should put $5 million more dollars into his bank account. When it comes to net worth (wealth), it really doesn’t matter how large your income is as long as you understand compound interest. It snowball in size for you over time.

Now 4 years later, Jared and Jensen's net worth are the same because Jared has consistently worked while Jensen takes recurring gigs. So JJ was correct that their net worth is tied, for now.

Misha’s 11-years with SPN earned him a middle-class salary of $115,000 per year (this is average of his guest and regular salary) and his convention appearances fees and residuals would double his salary. I speculated here that by the time Misha reach the U.S. Census Bureau’s retirement age, he will have a comfortable middle-class lifestyle in his golden years, which requires a net worth of $2 million.

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drasticemotions · 1 month

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☆ WELCOME TO MY BLOG ☆

hello travellers who find themselves passing by, have fun exploring the giant ball of tangled cords that is my blog!

╰┈➤ hi I'm jay or jess whatever you vibe with

★ 18 ★ she/her (or any pronouns) ★ australian ★ avid concert goer ★ horrifyingly bisexual ★ always falling in love with characters ★ constantly reblogging something

some fandoms i dabble in (movies, tv, games, books n stuff i just like): supernatural ◦ the boys ◦ stranger things ◦ marauders ◦ good omens ◦ marvel (mainly avengers, deadpool, daredevil, wandavision + spiderman) ◦ baldurs gate 3 ◦ heartstopper ◦ gen v ◦ criminal minds ◦ shameless ◦ umbrella academy ◦ the originals ◦ teen wolf ◦ julie and the phantoms ◦ 9-1-1 ◦ bbc ghosts ◦ hazbin hotel + helluva boss ◦ family guy ◦ american dad ◦ and so many more I've watched an insane amount of shows

idk whether to put it in music or fandoms but I also love musicals (it’s mainly the musical movies or just soundtracks): hamilton ◦ heathers ◦ mamma mia ◦ beetlejuice ◦ grease ◦ tick tick boom ◦ six ◦ bo burnham: inside (I’m counting this) ◦ pitch perfect (I’m also counting this)

fav artists/bands: the 1975 ◦ harry styles ◦ one direction ◦ hozier ◦ noah kahan ◦ conan gray ◦ wallows ◦ bo burnham ◦ queen ◦ abba ◦ jonas brothers ◦ lana del ray ◦ all music is good music unless its straight country music

╰┈➤ random cool stuff:

♡ i made sure to yap my head off about my first supernatural convention (and con in general) so if anyone wants to see what i got up to its down below!

my first reflection and some of my autographed stuff

meeting jared and jensen + face reveal

baby (that damn car is gorgeous)

view from my seats

Lowkey going through it mentally from a bunch of stuff at the moment. So there will be days I’m extremely active or just won’t appear for months, don’t be alarmed I’m usually lurking around whether I post or not :)

Asks are always welcome feel free to say random stuff, ask questions, or just spew nonsense my messages are always open if anyone needs it as well <3

➼ banner use from @cafekitsune ☆

#navigation + intro #asks are always appreciated #I go through phases so not all of my interests are always broadcasted #but feel free to chat or interact with me about literally anything #supernatural #good omens #the boys #stranger things #criminal minds #heartstopper #gen v #marvel #boop #the 1975 #spiderman #daredevil #911 abc

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waywardnerd67 · 2 years

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Replay Life Chap 13 - ScoobyNatural

Title: Replay Life - S13E16 Scoobynatural Summary: Jensen invites Jared and Misha’s families to his house to surprise (Y/N) for her birthday. They do an outdoor screening of one of the best episodes of Supernatural ever. Main Characters: Jensen Ackles, Reader Other Characters: Jared Padalecki, Misha Collins, Padalecki Family, Collins Family Pairing: None Rating: E - Everyone Warnings: Fluff Word Count: 3892 A/N:

Check Out: Replay Life Masterlist

Three weeks had gone by since Jensen had sat across from Gen Padalecki asking her to help him ask (Y/N) out. Twenty-one days filled with conventions and meetings keeping him from being in Austin. (Y/N) was equally busy as she began to take on clients for freelance editing and ghostwriting. On the rare occasion Jensen was home, she would be working until the early morning hours on a deadline. The only silver lining was seeing the woman he loved most genuinely happy.

Jensen was leaning against the doorframe of (Y/N)’s office watching her in her element. Hair up in a messy bun with a red pen sticking out of it. Large wireless headphones covered her ears knowing her favorite writing playlist was blaring into them. One of his ‘borrowed’ Dean flannels draped over her shoulders and a pair of yoga pants covering her legs like a second skin. Her glasses were hanging off the edge of her nose as her eyes scrolled across her screen. Her delicate fingers flowing over her keyboard as waves of words appeared on the screen.

Even half crazed, sleep deprived, caffeine wired, (Y/N) was still the most beautiful woman in the world. Jensen waited until her fingers stopped dancing on the keys and she leaned back in her chair to speak.

“How’s it going, pretty girl?”

She spun her chair around, letting out a long yawn, “Almost finished… a couple thousand words more and then I’ll officially be on my birthday hiatus.”

“That’s amazing. Is there anything I can do for you or get you?” Her smile made his knees wobble.

“Could you sit here with me and make sure I don’t pass out from exhaustion?”

Jensen nodded, taking his spot on the floor beside her desk. She turned off her headphones and music began to fill the room. He chuckled before singing along to her favorite Zeppelin song. He watched her shoulders relax and her eyes focused on the screen once more. For the next hour or so, Jensen sat there watching her work and singing along to her playlist. When she finally turned off her computer, he stood and scooped her up into his arms.

Her eyes were already half closed as he carried her upstairs to her room. He had made it to the top landing when she mumbled wanting to sleep next to him. He continued to his room where she was fast asleep when he laid her on the bed. Jensen slid beneath the cover behind her and slipped his arm around her waist and drew her close to him.

“(Y/N)?” He asked softly, “Pretty girl?”

Her breathing was steady and calm as exhaustion had its hold on her. He moved a few strands of her from her face before pressing his lips against her shoulder. Feeling her sigh contently, his heart began to thump wildly in his chest as a whispered confession began to flow from his lips.

“I love you. I know you know that, but I mean it differently. I’m in love with you and have been for a long time. When I think of my life after fame, after movies and tv all I can think about is you. Coming home to you, spending our golden years together, making love to you whenever possible.”

Jensen felt her move slightly and shut his mouth tightly. After several agonizing minutes, he felt her breathing settle back into a steady rhythm again.

“I’m scared shitless to cross this line with you. I’m scared I’m not good enough for you. I’m scared you will get fed up with my crazy life and I’ll lose you forever. I’ll lose the woman I love and my best friend. It’s getting harder being around you and not acting on my feelings. I want to kiss you silly. I want to yell out from the rooftops that you're mine and I’m yours. I want to wine and dine you or chill with you on the couch.”

He nuzzled his nose into her hair as a wayward tear fell down his cheek, “I want to be your entire world because you’re mine. You’re the light in the darkness. You’re everything that is good when life is a shitshow. I love you so much my heart hurts. And I’m too much of a coward to tell you this when you're awake.”

He froze when (Y/N) turned towards him. His heart was hammering against his chest, fearing she had finally heard every single word of his love confession. However, what happened next was way worse than her hearing his confession.

(Y/N)’s leg slipped between his and her thigh rested firmly against his semi-hard length. Jensen sucked in a breath as her arm slipped around his waist and her face nuzzled into his chest. A soft moan breathed through her lips as her hips pushed forward against him. He grunted uncomfortably as he tried to reel back the desire running rampant in his body.

Looking down at her peaceful face and relaxed body cradled against his, Jensen managed to wrap his arms around her and adjust to a more comfortable position. When he finally fell asleep his dreams were filled with him and (Y/N) in many different compromising positions.

After that night, (Y/N) never mentioned hearing his confession. She had only commented on it being the best night of sleep she had ever gotten. The next few days were filled with (Y/N) hanging out with her group of girlfriends for her birthday which he was thankful for as he planned a surprise birthday party for her. They had planned on watching the next episode in their rewatch which was one of the best episodes in his opinion of Supernatural. It was also one of the only episodes that Jared and Misha’s kids could watch. Jensen reached out to them both about bringing their families to his house that Saturday for a Scoobynatural watch party for (Y/N)’s birthday.

Jensen was running around making sure everything was set up in the backyard for the watch party. He had his manager reach out to (Y/N)’s friends about coming over and Kit had volunteered to keep her busy before the big reveal. He had warned Jared and Misha about them before they arrived. He was pleasantly surprised when they arrived they had all kept their cool and mingled among their families. He had decided to trust Kit with his number and she texted him when they were pulling into the driveway.

“She’s here! Everyone hide!” He called out.

Watching as (Y/N) led Kit out through their back door hearing her talk about their house, “Jensen takes a lot of pride in keeping up with the yard work whenever he’s home. Personally, I just love watching him…”

“SURPRISE!” Everyone yelled.

Jensen cursed all of them wanting to hear what (Y/N) was about to say. However, seeing the shock registering on her face as she looked at everyone around her. The Padaleckis’, The Collins’ and her best friends surrounded her with love and birthday wishes. Jensen could see her wiping tears from her eyes in between hugging everyone. A soft nudge came from his right side as he saw Gen standing beside him.

“You did good. Now man up and ask her tonight once everyone is gone.”

She didn’t stay around for a response as she walked over to (Y/N) with her arms wide open. He knew Gen was right and this was the perfect opportunity for him to ask her. Something deep down was keeping him anchored in his spot as her best friend and nothing more. He shook his head just in time to see (Y/N) rushing over to him and jumping into his arms.

“Jay, this is amazing! I… I don’t know how to thank you for all of this.”

“No need to thank me.” He hugged her tightly whispering, “Happy birthday, pretty girl.”

(Y/N) leaned back slightly before pressing his lips to his cheek, “Thank you, handsome.”

Jensen and Jared manned the grill while Gen and Kit were making drinks for everyone. Misha, (Y/N) and a few of the other girls were running around with the kids. Jensen took a moment to take in everything around him. (Y/N) was carrying Odette as West and Tom ran circles around her. Her laughter filled the air and cut through a layer of the tether keeping him from crossing the invisible line between them.

“When are you going to lock that down?” Jared asked, bringing Jensen back to reality.

“It’s complicated.”

Jared chuckled, “To quote Dean Winchester, ‘Game of Thrones is complicated. Shower sex that's complicated. This ain't complicated. You're problem ain't asking her, it's you.’ So, what’s stopping you? Really?”

Jensen couldn’t help but laugh at him quoting his character, but it quickly faded knowing Jared was right. Acknowledging that he was keeping himself back from having happiness pissed him off.

“I don’t know. I want everything to be perfect for her because she has had some shitty, god awful times in her life. I want to be with her so badly it hurts.”

“Okay. Again, what’s stopping you?”

Jensen bit his lip flipping the burgers as Misha joined their conversation, “You guys look like you’re about to punch one another. What’s going on?”

“I asked Ackles when he was going to finally have the balls to lock down a date with (Y/N).”

Jensen was going to glare at him, but Misha beat him to it, “That’s a big risk for him to take. Not that I’m not for it because I am.”

Misha looked over at him, his narrowed eyes softening, “It’s hard risking a friendship that has been in your life since forever. The ‘what ifs’ filling your mind with doubt and convincing you that it’s better for everyone that you keep going as you’ve always done.”

He was stunned to hear his knotted feelings laid out so perfectly by his friend, “How did you…”

“Been there. Done that.” Misha squeezed his shoulder, “My honest and humble opinion if you want it.”

Jensen nodded.

“I believe the risk will be worth it in the end. (Y/N) loves you and more than just her best friend. You two are meant to be and I cannot wait to be witness to your love blossoming for one another.”

He turned to Misha and pulled him into a hug, “Thanks Mish.”

“Anytime.” He held him tightly for a moment, “Now hurry up with the food or the kids will start to riot.”

The three of them laughed and soon everyone was grabbing their plates to head towards the inflatable projector screen. Jensen escorted (Y/N) to her special birthday throne where her friends were all sitting. Once everyone was settled, he started the episode.

Sam is reading a book in the Bunker. Dean walks into the room behind him.

“Hey, what are you doin'?”

Sam glances up, “Uh, research.”

“Okay.”

Sam continues looking through the book, “You know, it's the strangest thing. I-I can't find anything on a-a cursed object that actually physically attacks people.”

“Dude, it's over. All right? Be like Elsa -- Let it go.” Dean smirks.

Sam turns around in his chair and looks at Dean incredulously, “Be like Elsa?”

Dean nodded, “Ah? Right? Come here. I need to show you something. It's important. Come on.”

Sam and Dean enter a dark room, “Behold,” Dean turns on the light “... the Dean-cave. Or Fortress of Dean-a-tude. Just -- still trying to figure that one out.”

Dean walks Sam through the room, pointing out all the 'amenities'.

“We got Foosball. We've got jukebox -- all vinyl, obviously. Double La-Z-Boy recliners. And, of course, the bar. Still a work-in-progress. It's gonna have a kegger because...Well, it's gonna. And finally... the pièce de résistance.”

Dean points a remote at the television from the pawn shop.

Sam holds up his hand, “Okay, hold on, hold on. When did you have time to do all this?”

“When it's important, you make time, Sammy.”

Sam rolls his eyes, “Wh–”

“Let's give this bad boy a test run, huh?” Dean cuts off Sam.

♪ Dun, dun ♪

♪ Dun... ♪

Dean turns the television on. Purple sparks emanate from it and there is a purple swirling pattern on the screen.

♪ Dun, Na! ♪

“What the hell?” Sam asked, staring at the TV.

A purple beam shoots out of the screen, engulfing them. The boys disappear, and the purple beam drops them into the woods at night, in an alternate, cartoon universe.

Jensen was standing in the back behind everyone chuckling. All the kids were on a large blanket in front with their eyes locked onto the screen. Misha sat with his daughter, Maison, on one of the large Lovesacs. Jared and Gen were curled up on another Lovesac giggling like teenagers. As Jensen scanned over (Y/N)’s friends he noticed she was not sitting in her favorite chair.

Suddenly, he felt someone from behind him slip their arms around him. Seeing (Y/N)’s hands clasp in front of him, he let out a sigh of relief. Her head rested in between his shoulder blades.

“Why aren’t you sitting with your friends?” He whispered.

(Y/N) lifted his arm and placed it around her shoulders. He instinctively pulled her into his side and hugged her.

“I’m missing one and I can’t enjoy the episode without him.”

She looked up at him smiling and without a second thought he kissed her. Her body relaxed against his and another tether snapped free allowing him a single positive thought. Things between them could actually work out.

“Lead the way, birthday girl.” He whispered, watching her eyes flutter open.

Sam looked around, “Dean? What just…”

They look at each other simultaneously saying, “Aah! You're a cartoon! Aah! I'm a cartoon! Aah! I’m a cartoon! Aah! You’re a cartoon!”

“Uh, is -- is this...Okay, okay, okay. This is a dream. It's gotta be a –” Sam rambles.

Dean slaps Sam across the face, leaving a huge handprint on his face.

“Dude!” Sam shakes his head and his face goes back to normal.

“It's not a dream. Holy crap.”

Sam tried to make sense of what happened, “This is, uh... You saw that light. Did we just get sucked into the TV?”

“Or maybe this is an angel thing. Or -- or the Trickster.” Dean suggests.

Sam shakes his head, “No, he's dead.”

“Or is he?”

“Dean, what the hell?”

“I don't know, Sam. I…” Dean looks off, past Sam, “Whoa.”

The Impala is parked in a clearing nearby.

Sam looks curiously at the car, “Uh...How did the car get here?”

“I had the keys in my pocket? Or maybe -- Wait, seriously? That's what's bumping you about this? Okay, look, are we animated? Yes. Is it weird? Yes.”

“It's beyond weird.”

Dean continues, “Well, and "beyond weird" is kind of our thing. So whatever happened, we'll figure it out. This is a case, so let's work it.”

Sam asks, “How?”

Dean looks at his Baby, “Same as always. We drive.”

The Impala drives down the road as rock music plays.

(Y/N) was snuggled into Jensen side as everyone was chuckling at the episode. He felt her shiver and grabbed her blanket from the back of the chair. He covered her as she wrapped her around his waist, resting her head on his chest.

“Uh, uh, I'm Dean. My brother, Sam. Mind if we join you?”

The gang looks at Dean like he's crazy then Fred smiles, “Of course not! There's plenty of room. I'm Fred. This is Velma, Shaggy, Scooby, and –”

Dean slides into the booth, “Daphne.”

“Hmm?”

Dean grabs Daphne's hand and kisses it, “Enchanté.”

“Hmm.” She looks unphased by his gesture.

“Girlfriend missed a prime opportunity and all because of Fred.” (Y/N) scoffed.

“Not a Fred fan?” Jensen teased.

She sat up shaking her head, “Dean Winchester or Fred? I’m going with Dean all day, everyday and twice on Sundays. He’s my man.”

Jensen heard Jared cough and glanced over to see him mouthing, “I told you so.”

He rolled his eyes, continuing to watch the episode.

Sam is kneeling beside the bed, “Dean, this isn't a dummy. This is blood.”

He holds his hand up to show that it's covered in blood. He pulls the blanket off of Cousin Simple and there are several pools of blood around his body.

“He's -- he's dead. Like -- like, really, actually dead.”

Velma calls out, “Jinkies!”

“Jeepers!” Daphne follows with.

“Zoinks!” Shaggy shakily.

Scooby looks down at the body, “Ruh-roh!”

“Son of a-”

All the adults began to cough loudly to cover up the last word of Dean’s line. (Y/N)’s laughter filled the air as all the kids groaned.

When the next dead body was revealed, Shep climbed up to snuggle in between him and (Y/N). She wrapped her arms around him, never taking her eyes off the screen and Jensen from that point never took his eyes off her. He never thought about kids but suddenly the only image in his mind was (Y/N) barefoot and pregnant. He wanted that. Desperately.

“Great working with you, Velma.” Sam said, holding his hand out to her.

“You, too, Sam.” Velma grabs Sam and dips him into a kiss, “Mmm. Mwah. Those shoulders. Jinkies!

She raises her arms triumphantly as she leaves the room with the rest of the Scooby gang.

Dean huffs, “Shoulda known Velma was good to go. Gah! It's always the quiet ones.”

(Y/N) leaned in towards him careful not to wake Shep who fell asleep, “Yeah handsome, it’s the quiet one you have to go for.”

She chuckled, giving him a wink then turning her eyes back towards the screen. For a moment, panic struck Jensen that maybe he had been mistaken. Maybe, (Y/N) had heard everything he told her while she was sleeping. The thought made his stomach churn.

Quickly, he stood up as (Y/N) carried Shep inside, “For anyone who may have had too much wine, whiskey or beer, please feel free to crash here. We have plenty of room. Kiddos can sleep down in the rec room and there are guest’s rooms throughout the house.”

“Ackles, do you mind if the kids stay here…” Jared wiggled his eyebrows towards his wife who was carrying Odette inside with a sleepy Tom following her.

Jensen nodded, “Sure. Enjoy a kid free night.”

Jared hugged him, “Thank you. You’re the best.”

He could hear (Y/N) laughing as Jared rushed Gen to say goodnight to their kids. Jensen helped Misha with West and Maison putting them on the makeshift, couch cushion bed with the Padalecki kids.

“I’ll sleep down here with all of them so you don’t have to worry about it.” Misha patted his shoulder before heading towards the couch that still had cushions on it.

When Jensen walked upstairs, he found (Y/N)’s friends all in front of the TV with another bottle of wine passing between them.

He chuckled to himself before calling out to them, “Goodnight ladies.”

“Goodnight Jensen.”

“Sweet dreams.”

“Feel free to come snuggle any time tonight.”

They all fell into a fit of giggles as he walked upstairs to his room chuckling to himself. Opening his door, he was surprised to find (Y/N) standing next to the bed staring down at her feet. His mind immediately went to something being wrong and closed the distance between them with two long strides.

“Is everything okay?” He lifted her chin so he could see her eyes.

Jensen sucked in a breath seeing her normally bright eyes darkened. The next thing he knew, her lips were smashed against his and her hands were up in his hair. His body reacted without paying any attention to his mind. His hands slipped beneath her legs and lifted them to wrap around his waist. Turning them around, Jensen sat on the bed while (Y/N) pushed his plaid shirt down his arms. Tossing it to the side his hands cupped either side of her face and his mind finally pierced through the desire flooding it.

“Pretty girl…” She kissed him again before he pulled away, “We can’t…”

Her body froze and guilt chilled his body to his bones. Her wide eyes stared into his eyes and she scrambled off his lap.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have. I… I…” Tears began streaming down her face, “I must have dreamed it.”

He pulled her to stand between his legs, “Dream what?”

“Nothing. It’s nothing. I should go downstairs.”

She tried to step away from him, but Jensen pulled her back again this time wrapping his arms around her.

“Tell me, please.”

(Y/N)’s eyes were shining with fresh tears as her lip trembled. His heart began to crack knowing he was the reason she was crying.

“The other night, I thought I heard you… it doesn't matter Jensen. You obviously don’t want this and I must have been having a sleep deprivation dream.”

This time, he froze. She had heard him and now was his chance.

“Please… just tell me what you heard.” He begged, needing to know once and for all.

(Y/N) sighed averting her eyes to anywhere but on him, “I thought I heard you say that you loved me. That you were in love with me. That you wanted… wanted to…”

He gently pulled her chin towards him so their eyes could meet, “Make love to you.”

Her eyes widened, “S-So, I did hear you say that?”

“Yes.” He pulled her onto his lap again, wrapping his arms tightly around her, “I want nothing more than to make love to you. Right now, it’s taking every bit of my willpower to not give in to my body.”

The corner of her lips curled slightly as she chewed on her bottom lip, “Then what’s stopping you?”

Jensen pressed his head against hers gritting his teeth, “You’re too important to me to not do everything right. You deserve nothing less than perfect. Tonight is damn close to that, I don’t want our house to be filled with people the first time we make love. I don’t want to worry about one of the kids or your friends walking in.”

“Yeah, that could be awkward.” She chuckled, “But Jensen, if we keep waiting for the perfect moment then we might miss the chance of seeing how perfect we could be together. Between your schedule and my deadline schedule, we have to seize the moment we have. Risk the chance of traumatizing the kids or making my friends insanely jealous.”

Now it was his turn to chuckle, “So what are you saying, pretty girl?”

She stood from his lap, taking his hands and sliding them beneath her shirt. Her soft skin beneath his fingertips wiped out what little willpower he had remaining.

“I’m saying, I’m in love with you too. I’m saying, I want this. I want us. I’m asking you to please take away all the invisible scars left behind by every douchebag and asshole that broke my heart. I want to feel again and only you can make that possible.”

Without another word, Jensen jumped head first into oblivion of love and desire.

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Am I the only one who thought it was ridiculous for Genevieve to show up at an uninvited con and charge to take pictures with Supernatural fans? The Padaleckis look like they're hungry for cash, they've even hired a company to focus on finding conventions for them to attend.

Yeah I heard some people saying she was a “secret guest” all along, but if that was the case then I feel like they would have given people a little more time to plan. Instead, there was a hand-written sign? Lol…Plus I saw at least one tweet from a fan about not attending one of Jared’s panels so they could go to the atm instead to pay for an autograph from Gen.

My assumption was that she tagged along with Jared this time so they could be sure to complete their annual European trip that she will mine for content. And this JIB was missing so many of the usual cast that it would have been weird if she didn’t make an appearance. The fact that the fans were charged is pretty tacky though, imho. She was already there and does not need the money.

The company you’re referring to is Apex Talent Associates. According to their website it is co-owned by Sam Smith, AKA Mary Winchester, and some other chick from Random Acts. To me, this feels like another example of how some of the supporting Spn cast schemes and collaborates to keep each other employed/wealthy. The Pads were already going to go to conventions because they are easy money. Might as well kick some of that money back to people they know and “keep it in the family.” They’ve been doing it for Charlie Capen and Michelle from Stands for a few years now.

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Jared Padalecki Looks Back on ‘Walker’ Season 2 & Ahead to ‘Independence’

Until then, we have this chat with Mr. Padalecki, who offers a little bit of insight into what is coming next, as well as a lot of laughs about this past season, the show’s Independence spinoff and, of course, a certain former costar’s current (and cheeky) gig.

Sir! How is it going?!

Jared Padalecki: Oh, it’s going. I’m here. Been here, there and everywhere. I have a big birthday next month but we’re gonna be out of the country, so [Padelecki’s wife] Gen had a bunch of our friends fly in…I had a pretty overwhelming weekend of seeing friends from like my high school days, my Gilmore Girl days, my Supernatural days, my Walker days and everything in between. It was awesome.

Nice. And now you’re finished filming everything, right?

We finished about a month ago. And we don’t go back to Season 3 of Walker until August, but I think Independence — I don’t know if it’s set in stone yet — but I think it’s gonna be towards the end of next month that we start in Santa Fe.

Are you gonna back-and-forth it?

I’m gonna try and go to Santa Fe as much as I can, but you know how busy it gets with Walker in Austin during the season, so I might not be able to get out there a whole lot. I hope I do. I’m not in Independence obviously, so I don’t have to be there a whole bunch, but I’d love to be there as a producer and as a friend to the cast and crew and what-not.

It helps that Cordi has been kidnapped because you could be missing for a couple episodes while you’re down in Santa Fe

[Laughs] You know? I’ve been trying to pitch that for months now. I’m like, “Hey, maybe I don’t really resurface until like episode five.” And then I’m gonna be Instagramming me, like, from Spain, having a good old time, you know? Eating prosciutto. And then come home with my pants three sizes bigger.

Oh please, you would just sweat it all off in that Texas heat…that final shot of you guys running, I was like “Mother of God, the cruelty.”

We kinda laugh sometimes, looking at the little weather app on our iPhones and it’ll be like, “Oh, it’s only 101…but the heat index is 106!” And that was just a couple of weeks after I was in that big car accident [in Texas, when Padalecki was a passenger in a car that went over a retaining wall and into a utility pole].

Oh my God. That’s right.

And so I hadn’t really moved around and that scene had already been written long before that. So I was like, “Okay, well I’m gonna give it a shot. I haven’t moved my legs in a while but here we go.” I was really sweating and was not used to running; that was the longest I’ve gone without running in my adult life. So yeah, the sweat was real. That wasn’t makeup. [Laughs]

How are you feeling now from the accident?

I feel great, thank you. Yeah. I feel, I feel great. I was a little banged up up but got up and at it, got through the last three episodes. I probably, I dunno if I’ve really talked about this but, unbeknownst to I think a lot of the viewing audience, they had to rewrite a lot of the scenes in episodes 19 and 20 because I couldn’t film for a couple of weeks. I was kind of bedridden, so yeah. Even with episode 218, which Austin Nichols—our beloved Clint West and my dear friend—directed, they had to kind of take me outta some stuff. It was a beautiful episode and a lot of it luckily happened anyways with the hiking and climbing that Stella and Colton were doing.

You gave us a bit of a scare when Jensen revealed the news.

Yeah, I know. Jensen called me before all of that, because it happened on Easter and then he was at the New York convention the following weekend, which I was supposed to be at, too. But you know, I was on medication that makes you loopy so you don’t want to be trying to do appearances like that. And I also didn’t wanna be tweeting to people, because I don’t think I was making much sense. It might have just even been more frightening to people if I had come out and said like, “Hey, so the other day…I blah blargh blech.” [Laughs] But I am all good now.

Thank God. So you got to close out the season with another great curveball. It was like 45 minutes into the hour, and the Davidson situation is settled, so I started to think “Ok, what is happening now?” And then you give us this nice resolution and then the kidnapping twist! I did not see that coming. I was thinking you were all gonna like run up onto a body somewhere.

That would’ve been great also!

How early into Season 3 will we find out who’s got Cordi?

Very early. Certainly in the Season 3 premiere, we’ll get a glimpse of just how much trouble Cord is in, if there’s any way for him to get out or if he’s gonna need help…and how help would even get to him or find him. We find out quick, much to my chagrin. I kind of pitched that like, “Hey, maybe I’m just kidnapped for like 10 episodes and I have a really long summer.” And they’re like, “No, that’s not really gonna work. The show’s called Walker, so we’re gonna need you.” [Laughs]

Yeah, he needs to be back on duty now that Trey is becoming a Ranger.

If he chooses to follow through with it.

And Liam is becoming a rancher. So we’ll get a scruffy Keegan Allen and Jeff Pierre in uniform. You are really giving the people what they want, you understand?

Right?! [Laughs] With Trey having done so many great heroic, wonderful things, like in Season 1’s tornado and just recently in Season 2, seeing him hop outta helicopters and what-not, it’s clear that he has great skills. We did some research and there is precedent of the Department of Public Safety making allowances for [Rangers]. Usually, you have to be in the DPS for seven years before even being eligible to be a Ranger, but they have made exceptions for special circumstances. And I think we’ve all seen over the last two seasons that the character of Trey Barnett would clearly be a fantastic Ranger. And I wanna see him in the outfit. I wanna see if he can fit all those muscles into the uniform. [Laughs]

And I’m guessing Geri needed to break off things with Cordi because Odette needs to go and be pregnant?

[Laughs] Maybe? I think, outside of O’s personal situation and giving birth, the storyline just seemed to make sense that Geri—who’s been so independent for so long—would go on a personal journey of her own. Finding out that her father wasn’t really her father and that her father kind of killed her father and that she’s kind of a Davidson, but kind of a Walker, like she needs to get her head set on straight. Like when she sold the Side Step and drove off last season? Geri is kind of a lone wolf. As much a she’s loved and as much as she’s part of both the Walker and Davidson families, she is also a strong human being who just needs to reset and approach things with a clean slate. And so we’re gonna see her character take a reset, take a hard reset, and then figure out what she wants to do with the rest of her life.

Are the Davidsons sticking around?

I hope so. Obviously, we’ve seen a lot of sparks between Colton and Stella, we’ve seen Dan (Dave Annable) have redemption of sorts. And Denise and Gale have their own sort of redemption, you know. I think part of the whole [theme] of the series Walker, this one, is that no one’s perfect, right? Everyone makes mistakes and everyone can take steps to try and make things better, make things right. So I love the idea of the Davidsons sticking around and us seeing their journey to redemption.

And now Cassie…love her.

Love her. Amazing.

Ashley Reyes is so great. I wanna see you guys work more together.

Me too! And Ashley, as a human being, I just love the shit out of her. She is just an awesome young actress.When we were casting the character, we had seen God knows how many audition tapes. These days in Covid, it’s done via Zoom or you log in to watch test auditions. Finally, when we were getting towards the very end of the casting process, we had a call and they’re like, “Hey, we really like this actress. We haven’t sent her to y’all yet because she’s five-two and Jared’s six-five, but give her a look because we love her.” And so we watched her tape and we were like, ” Damn it, she’s it!” Then we had a Zoom read, Ashley, me and a bunch of the other execs and they were like, “Yep, that’s it. Let’s get her to Texas.”

She’s charming and she’s funny and she brings a nice lighthearted aspect. Ashley, along with Matt Pascua, who plays her brother, are just wonderful people, wonderful actors…they really flesh out the entire Walker world.

That’s what I really love, the way the show’s universe really did expand this season. The way we saw connections among the characters develop…Bonham (Mitch Pileggi) and Abby having that connection with the Davidsons and having that history. It’s like they could have had their own show that would’ve aired 20 years ago and this season was almost like the recap of that.

That’s an amazing way to put it. And yeah, I would watch the Bonham and Abby show, all day, every day. All they’ve been through, their acceptance of each other, their forgiveness and their frustrations. When you have actors like Mitch and Molly, you can have ’em read a phone book and it would be compelling, so what they’ve done, alongside the writers, has just been a special joy to me. And another thing, you know, watching the show in my capacity as executive producer — I’ll watch the dailies and what-not — but a lot of the scenes that take place between Bonham and Abby Walker, I’m not there on set for, you know? I’ve read the script obviously and know they’re shooting that scene that day, but I don’t see it until later when I see it on camera and I’m always like, “Holy s–t, this is good….they’re so good.”

Oh we totally ‘ship them. Now, are you ready to be the lead of a show and the executive producer of that show and launch a second show? Are you ready to juggle it all?

As you ask that question, I started profusely sweating.

Sorry!

[Laughs] No, I can’t wait. Fortunately for me, a lot of the load goes to Anna Fricke and Seamus Kevin Fahey, who’s running Independence. So I just have to kind of be there to go like, “Guys, this is badass. And guys, this is badass, too.” I can’t wait and I’m so thrilled for that cast and crew.

Kat McNamara is an absolute delight.

You know how I was mentioning before, because these days during Covid, that you can’t really cast people in person? So when you’re casting No. 1 of the call sheet, that is who’s gonna to be the person that’s there every day and that’s doing interviews on the weekends and doing photo shoots in between takes and this and that. Well, we did our research. We called other shows she had worked on, other actors she had worked with, other producers and writers and — to a person — they all just sang her praises. They were all like, “Oh my God, she’s wonderful.” And like, in that way of “Please don’t hire her because we want her,” [Laughs]

I just spoke to one of your friends, Mr. Eric Kripke over at The Boys and he said that you have an open invitation to come over and make a cameo.

No s–t! Oh my God, I would love to. I’d have to start doing some squats though so I would be ready to show my naked ass.

Yeah, how about that?! But if it’s a cameo, you probably won’t have to go that bare, but you never know with that show.

[Laughs] Well, I mean, if I’m gonna do it, I’ll have to do it right, you know? I can’t just show up and have a suit on.

You can’t let Jensen be the only one showing off his butt.

Correct. I mean they all get it, so if I’m gonna fly all the way up to Toronto, then I may as well make it count.

Exactly. Again, giving the people what they want.

[Laughs] Well, we’ll see. It’ll be my 40-year-old ass!

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Jared and Gen are off to Paris next year for a Supernatural-specific convention! They'll be joined by Sam Smith, Rob Benedict, and Matt Cohen (that we know of at this time). You can see the rest of the quotes in the Twitter thread announcing the guests.

Congrats to all those in/near Paris that will be able to attend!

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team-free-will-you-idjits-67 · 2 years

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This Crazy Life (Part 14)

DISCLAIMER: I LOVE JARED AND GEN AND WOULD NEVER WANT THEM TO BREAK UP. THIS SERIES IS NOT MEANT TO TRY AND CAUSE HARM, NO WIFE HATE WILL BE TOLERATED.

DESCRIPTION: Your life changed the moment Jared Padalecki walked through the doors of your shit job, in your shit town. You helped him as much as you could, becoming extremely close. (Characters, Warnings, etc. will change per part.)

CHARACTERS: Reader, Hostess, Waitress, Fan

RELATIONSHIP: Jared Padalecki x Reader

WORD COUNT: 918

WARNINGS: Fluff!

A/N: Hello! I know it’s been a little bit but between a baby and working 12′s I try and write when I can. Enjoy!

TAGLISTMASTERLIST / JARED PADALECKI MASTERLIST / PART 13

Breakfast went relatively quiet for the three of you besides occasional inquiries from fans. It was nice to be with the boys, especially Jared, and be surrounded by the convention spirit. Once upon a time, attending a Supernatural Convention was a dream. But, now here you were, smack dab in the middle with the co-stars of the show.

Life really was crazy sometimes.

Jared had asked what you wanted to do when the boys did autographs and meet and greets. Instead of being an awkward third wheel, you decided to walk around Minneapolis, take in touristy sights and to be alone for a little while.

You loved being with Jared, but you also hadn’t had very much alone time since moving to Vancouver.

As you made your way back towards the convention hall, your stomach growling made you realize how much time had passed. Deciding to grab something to eat before you were going to meet back up with Jared, you walked into Prairie Kitchen & Bar.

“Hello! How are you today?” The hostess chirped with a large smile, her pearly white teeth almost becoming more dazzling in the restaurant lighting.

You gave a small smirk, “Good. Can you guys fit in one right now?”

She grabbed a menu, her blonde bob swinging around her face haphazardly with her quick movements, “Of course! Right this way.”

“Thank you,” you mumbled out as you followed her through the restaurant.

She stopped at a small table near a window facing the street, “Will this be okay?” You nodded quickly. “Great!” She placed the menu on the table and chirped once more, “Your server will be right with you!”

You looked over the menu as your server almost seemed to appear out of thin air, “Hello, my name is Regina.” She smiled down at you as you jumped slightly in your seat, “Have you eaten here before?”

You shook your head, “First time being in Minneapolis.”

“Oh,” she cooed, “Well, my favorite lunch item on the menu is the Grain Belt Nordeast BBQ Chicken sandwich. It is,” she giggled with a hand on her chest, “in my opinion, the best thing on the menu.”

You chuckled, “Okay, I’ll take that and a Coke then.” You smiled towards her as you handed her the menu.

“Great!” She grabbed the menu from you quickly, “I will put your order in and grab your drink!”

You looked out to the street as you waited, people watching. A group of young girls were across the street, clearly laughing about some inside joke only they knew. Some lone individuals fast walked, weaving in and out of people walking too slow for their liking. A few runners came down the street, one took a break on the wall of the hotel across the street.

But then your gaze focused on an eldery couple walking together. Their arms were laced together, the husband's free hand laying on his wife's arm, as they talked with each other. Wide smiles were across their wrinkled faces, making you smile. You couldn’t help but think about how that could maybe be you and Jared one day.

As you got lost in thought of the future with Jared you heard the waitress set your soda down, “I’m so sorry for the wait for this. We had a little bit of an emergency in the kitchen, but I promise it won’t affect you getting your meal!”

You shook your head, “No worries, I understand.”

You sipped on your Coke as she let out a held breath, “Oh my gosh. Thank you so much. Some people aren’t as forgiving.”

You raised your brows in recognition as you snickered, “I used to work in retail. I know all about that.”

“Thank you again,” she simpered as she started to back away from your table, “Your food will be out soon!”

You nodded towards her and looked back out the window. The elderly couple was no longer in view but you could still imagine them as if they were standing in front of you. You sighed over your fizzing drink as you heard someone clear their throat beside you. You turned to see a young girl, with short and fuzzy brown hair, a flannel, band tee, jeans and converse on. “Hi.”

She gnawed at her bottom lip, “Hello.” She took a step slightly closer to you, “You’re the girl Jared was pictured with in the articles, right?”

“May I ask why?” You asked with a raised brow.

“Because,” her nervousness quickly turned into anger, “I wanted to make sure I did this to the right person.” She grabbed your Coke off the table and threw it in your face. You gasped as she squawked, “Get away from Jared you whore! You’re probably the real reason Jared and Gen broke up!”

You wiped at your eyes with your mouth still hanging open. Soda dripped from your hair onto your partially soaked lap. You grabbed at napkins on the table and wiped at yourself before grabbing at your phone and starting a call.

“Y/N?” You could hear curiosity drip from their voice.

Your lip quivered, “I need help.”

“Where are you?” He grunted out.

“Prairie Kitchen and Bar, almost across the street from the hotel.”

“Okay.” He sighed out. You could hear him talk to someone in the room he was in, you assumed the handler, before you heard him clearly again, “Don’t move. I’ll be there in a second.”

“Thank you,” you squeaked out before you hung up.

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whengeorgiawentblue · 2 years

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Idk if I said something about J4red before here, I think I have, but either way,

THE RAMBLING ANON RETURNS!

Ok, so this got me thinking. Again, idk if I've mentioned it b4, or if I've even sent an ask here b4, I wanna say that I have. But I digress.

The way that I've seen and read about how abysmal J4red's behavior can be and just how absolutely immature and petty he can fucking get gives me insight on a lot of things. It takes me back to this... Now I may be just grabbing at straws here, but hear me out real quick.

So for the longest time, JDM would not be at a SPN convention, right? And y'know, for the longest time, I thought it was just bc maybe conventions just weren't his thing. Until he started appearing in cons around 2016/2017. Right around the time he went on TWD. And even then, he's only been to about... What? 2, maybe 3 SPN cons? But, you almost always see him at TWD cons, right? And seeing all this shit about 4nti J4red, it's really got me thinking... Maybe the reason why JDM never appears at SPN cons, is bc of J4red...

🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔...

🤔🤔🤔...

🤔🤔🤔🤔!!!!

Anon you really made me think about that possibility... I really don't know too much about the reasons JDM didn't usually attend SPN cons, but your take is quite interesting... anyone would like to add something to this? I heard that at JDM's wedding something ugly happened between him and/or Jensen and Gen... they had a fight or something? But I don't know the details. If anyone wants to say something and discuss this theory please go ahead.

(something is clear to me... JDM seems far closer to Jensen than to Jared... Jared is like, trying to put himself in the middle of Jensen-JDM friendship lol)

#jensen ackles #jeffrey dean morgan #anti jared padalecki

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lol-jackles · 2 years

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So the con special guest isn't Gen, which would make sense since she's been in spn, but Keegan Allen. Are they trying to turn spn cons into spn/walker cons? Whose idea do you think this is? Jared's, CW, or Creation?

Oh this is Creation's idea, and maybe with CW's encouragement. I earlier posted on Misha when he brought his brother or his friends (Darius and Orlando) to conventions, but half those weren’t Creation cons.

I'm starting to think Creation is trying to turn SPN con into a J2+actors from their projects con because J2 is their golden goose. Look at Creation's calendars, much bigger and smaller shows than SPN don't nearly have as many conventions.

Two years ago I thought Jared and Jensen would decrease their con appearances a year after SPN ends (until covid messed up eveything), and they could still do that in 2023 and go from 15 cons a year to half dozen cons a year.

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msgrumpygills · 2 years

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Gen's been absent from her blog and Jared has now cancelled his convention appearance this weekend.....

I noticed!

I've seen that Gen hasn't been nearly as active as she normally is and figured maybe she's just given up on trying to be an influencer? She only posts ads or book club stuff which I'd assume is because she has to. It's really strange when you compare it to her previous behaviors and posts and seems really out of character.

As for Jared cancelling his appearance, that seemed weird too considering the e-mail said "due to personal reasons". (For the Jared stans, I can post a screenshot of the e-mail so no one thinks I'm making things up.)

Maybe it's just coincidence but it seems a bit unlikely to be that. Divorce incoming? A new baby? (This is speculation, not fact. Just in case Jared stans wanna twist my words or can't read.)

All joking aside though, I hope it's nothing serious. Just because I don't like them doesn't mean I wish ill on them.

#grumpy answers #anti padaleckis

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whatareyousearchingfordean · 3 years

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Happiness Continues

Part 8: 27 Weeks Pregnant

Summary: The guys and their wives take a drive up to Dallas for a Creation convention. The weekend goes great until an uninvited guest shows up.

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Plus Size Reader

Word Count: 6.4K+

Warnings: Language, angst, stalker scenarios, psuedo-kidnapping

Author’s Note: I know this was uber delayed, but school... anyway I hope it lives up to your expectations. Congrats to @waywardbeanie @jensengirl83 and @akshi8278 on getting your questions into the fic and a huge thank you to everyone that participated. I wish I could have put all the questions in but it would have just been too long of a chapter. But please know I really do appreciate you all. The song sung in this chapter is by The Highwomen called Crowded Table, check it out if you’ve not heard it before. And of course many thank you’s to @emoryhemsworth for being the best beta xo Alex

Catch up with the series masterlist and then check out Alexandra’s Library for more by yours truly!

The sound of ice dropping from the refrigerator and into the metal thermos clanged around the kitchen. Once she was satisfied with the amount in her water bottle, she topped it off with water. As she turned around, screwing the lid into place, the soft hums of her husband could be heard as he came out of their bedroom, their suitcases trailing behind him.

“You know,” she started, the humming coming from her partner reminding her of something, “you still haven’t told me what song you chose to sing tonight.”

“And you know I told you it was a surprise,” he replied, placing the luggage out of the way and coming to stand next to her at the island.

“I hate surprises.”

“No, you don’t.” Dimples formed on his cheeks as he kept his smile tight-lipped, his wife rolling his eyes at her.

“Please! Just tell me,” she jutted out her lower lip in a vain attempt at mocking her brother’s puppy-eyed look.

“Fine, I chose “Having My Baby,’” Jensen sighed, his shoulders sagging.

“You did not! Please tell me you are kidding.”

“What’s wrong with Paul Anka? That song is a classic.” The actor stood up taller, his voice growing defensive.

“I hope to god you are kidding because believe me when I say that if you so much as mention your ‘seed’ in front of hundreds of fans, I’m taking this baby and I’m leaving.” Y/n pointed to the still-growing bump attached to her abdomen before flicking it towards the door, the most serious expression written on her face.

“Oh, so that’s how it’s gonna be? Fine,” Jensen cleared his throat, and she knew it was coming before he even had the chance to open his mouth again. “The need inside you, I see it showin’, oh, the seed inside you, baby, do you feel it growin’—”

Y/n’s hands flew to her ears, the ‘la, la, la’ falling from her lips in an attempt to drown him out. His face split into a wide grin as he snatched her wrists and pulled his wife into his chest, placing a soft kiss to her nose before her lips.

“You’d be so lucky, baby, but no, it’s a surprise. You will find out tonight, so let it go.” Jensen released her from his grip as the security system chimed. It noted movement near the garage door just before the couple heard the voice of her brother coming from the other end of the house.

“Let’s go, Ackles, we’ve got three antsy kids in the car and need to hit the road pronto!” Y/n snatched her backpack and water bottle from the counter as Jensen grabbed their bags and headed towards the garage. The guys took the bags to stuff them in the trunk as Y/n set the house alarm.

Jensen pulled open the passenger side rear door to the Padalecki’s SUV, helping his wife into her seat before climbing in the front passenger seat. They greeted Jared’s kids as the family set out on the road towards Dallas and the Supernatural convention.

****

The sign that flew by on the side of the highway indicated that Dallas was about eighty miles out still, giving them at least another hour until they made it. The kids had long since fallen asleep in the backseat, their bellies full of snacks and their distractions in hand. Y/n glanced back at them before digging out the bag of Goldfish she had packed for her snack. Before she could even get it completely open, her husband’s hand appeared between the side of the vehicle and the seat, palm up. The woman chuckled before dumping a handful into his hand. He transferred the crackers to his left hand before returning his right to its original place to rest it on her calf. Jensen ran his fingers up and down her leg, the action soothing to both of them.

From the seat next to her, Y/n could see her sister-in-law turned to her, a knowing grin on her face. For being an actress, Gen sure did have an awful poker face.

“What?”

“Nothing, I’m just really happy you two found each other,” the smile on Gen’s face growing wider as she spoke, the eyes of the men in the front seats flickering back to her. Jared glanced over from the driver’s seat just quick enough to see what Gen was referring to. There was a twitch of a smile on his face too before he covered it up to fake a gag. “Speaking of, how was Toronto?”

“Oh, I’m in love with Toronto!” Y/n gushed, her mind going back to the trip she made to visit her husband on set. Because of the break-in, they were making up filming days and he couldn’t get away, so the couple decided to celebrate their first anniversary together with her going to visit him. “The city is so beautiful, albeit not as beautiful as Vancouver, but there is just something about it. It reminds me of New York a lot, but like, cleaner.”

“You two had a good weekend?”

“We did. Jensen took me to Alo for dinner, and I know I’m pregnant, but it was the best food I’ve ever had in my life. I wanted to take the chef home with me.” Thinking back to the dish she had, Y/n ran a hand across her abdomen, the memory of her baby coming to life after the meal making her smile to herself.

“I believe you, even if there is something about being pregnant that just makes everything taste better,” Gen giggled along with her sister-in-law, the two of them sharing a secret that their husbands would never understand. “I’m glad you had a good time with what you had.”

“Well, either way, I was going into my third trimester. I was not up for some extravagant trip across the globe. My back hurts too much to pretend to be relaxed.” As she thought about the way her body had continued to change as the finish line came onto the horizon, it was like her body throbbed in response. The makeup artist flexed her limbs, rolling out the kinks from sitting for too long in one position.

“I’m sorry girl, but it only gets worse from here,” Gen scrunched her nose, wishing she could tell her anything but the truth.

Y/n sighed, the action rolling through her whole body, “I was afraid of that.”

****

Clif was waiting at the back doors to the convention center of the Hilton where Creation was hosting their convention this weekend. He was there to escort them all inside as well as stay with Gen and Y/n during the show. Creation provided their own security for Jensen and Jared, so Clif was more than happy to spend time with his favorite girls. They were running a tad late, having hit traffic after dropping the kids off with Jensen’s parents who had graciously offered to babysit.

“Hey, kid,” Clif greeted Y/n with a bear hug once they were inside, his large arms engulfing her and squeezing tight. “Let me look at ya.”

Y/n stepped back as he released her, running a hand over her now unmistakable bump to emphasize it underneath her maternity clothes. “Not much of a kid anymore.”

“No, you aren’t, are ya? Went and let this idiot over here corrupt you.” Clif locked his arm around Jensen’s neck, bringing him into his chest to ruffle his hair with the opposite hand. The group laughed and Jensen struggled to get out of his hold, his hands immediately flying to fix his hair once Clif relented.

“You’ve been spending too much time with Jared,” Jensen scowled at his friends, who shared a look and a shrug. He took his wife’s hand and moved to continue down the hall before pausing to turn back. “And I’ll have you know, she was already corrupted when I got ahold of her. All I had to do was sit back and enjoy the ride.”

A gasp of her husband’s name fell from her open mouth as he tossed everyone a wink and pulled Y/n deeper into the hotel. Her surprise morphed into a giggle as he pulled her along, her cheeks flaring with residual embarrassment. Her family was bound to push him too far one of these days, and she was just waiting for him to drop some sort of bomb on their unsuspecting ears. She just hadn’t anticipated it would be today.

Jensen had been in a particularly good mood since that morning. Y/n couldn’t place whether it was the excitement of being at a convention again or if it was being home, but whatever had him smiling like an idiot she was thankful for. Jensen’s attitude had always been infectious, and right now she was thriving off of it, the joy of being able to make her forget about her swollen ankles and face. It was nice to be in the moment for once.

Louden Swain was already starting their soundcheck on the main stage as she and Jensen entered the hall. Y/n let Jensen go and went to sit in the chairs in the front row to watch them busy themselves around the stage. She was alone until Clif, Jared, and Gen caught up and joined her in the seats. It didn’t take long for the band to run through everything with all their guest stars who would be performing with them. Jensen did a quick verse from “Like A Wrecking Ball” before also joining those that were in the audience.

The fans could be heard already outside the doors to the hall, their excitement palpable even from a couple of hundred feet away. Not that she blamed them, Louden Swain always put on an amazing show, as did the rest of the cast who chose to join them. Her husband was obviously her favorite to watch; the rough honey trickle of his voice had a way of splitting her soul in half. After that, she was obsessed with watching Briana. The woman was a powerhouse and had a way of captivating everyone watching her. It was no secret that she often found herself on YouTube watching Bri and her husband dueting “Shallow,” making it her most-watched video by far.

Everyone was escorted to the green room while fans filled the hall, then Clif escorted them back to watch from the sidelines once the lights went down. They took a seat in the chairs that had been put aside for them against the wall, joining in the squeals of the audience when the guys took the stage.

Louden Swain captivated everyone with their songs and stage presence, as per usual, but when Rob introduced Jensen onto the stage, it was like a train had just rammed into the wall of the hotel. She could feel the floor shaking underneath the insanity that ripped through his fans in the seats of the audience.

“Well, good evening Dallas!” Jensen bounded on the stage, the leather jacket he was wearing somehow looking that much better in the lights of the stage. The Texan pulled Rob into a tight hug before taking his place in front of the microphone stand. The stubble that had arrived in just a few days of not shaving was more evident on his jaw and neck as he craned it sideways to work the stand up to his height. Y/n had to admit he looked absolutely scrumptious.

“I’ve got a new song for you guys tonight that the guys have been so gracious to learn for me.” Jensen paused for the screams from the crowd before continuing his introduction. “This one is for my wife. I love you, honey.” He cast his eyes to where she was seated, watching the smile that spread across his features and letting it calm her anxious heart.

You can hold my hand

When you need to let go

I can be your mountain

When you're feeling valley-low

I can be your streetlight

Showing you the way home

You can hold my hand

When you need to let go

I want a house with a crowded table

And a place by the fire for everyone

Let us take on the world while we’re young and able

And bring us back together when the day is done

Jensen’s foot tapped against the stage as he found his groove in the first verse. Almost instantly, Y/n recognized the opening chords to the song making her heart flutter in her chest. She’d first discovered this song before they’d even found out they were expecting. There was an instant connection to the lyrics, and in typical Y/n fashion, she had played the song on repeat until she knew the lyrics backward and forwards. She really couldn’t believe he’d remembered it.

If we want a garden

We’re gonna have to sow the seed

Plant a little happiness

Let the roots run deep

If it’s love that we give

Then it’s love that we reap

If we want a garden

We're gonna have to sow the seed

After everything the two of them had been through the past few months, the lyrics falling from his lips brought tears to her eyes. She chose to completely ignore the fact that she was pregnant. This was his way of reminding her of that night and the promise he’d made. The actor was more than ready to start a family with her, and he would keep reminding her until he ran out of breath.

The door is always open

Your picture’s on my wall

Everyone’s a little broken

And everyone belongs

Yeah, everyone belongs

I want a house with a crowded table

And a place by the fire for everyone

Let us take on the world while we’re young and able

And bring us back together when the day is done

If Y/n thought that the screams that greeted Jensen on the stage were deafening, it had nothing on the roar that now filled the hall, never mind the thrumming of her heart in her chest. She was sure time had stopped. Her husband blew a kiss to the audience before bowing off stage. It was his disappearance from before the mic that had on her feet without a second thought, chasing after him behind the stage and to the green room.

She burst through the doors, her eyes meeting his as he turned to the sound of the latch. Without a second thought to the others in the room, the pregnant woman launched herself into her husband’s arms. Both of them dug their faces into the embrace, knowing just what the other needed at that moment.

“You’re right, I did love this surprise,” she mumbled against his neck. Jensen ran a hand down her hair, his arms instinctively squeezing her tighter to him as she spoke.

“Anything for you, babe.”

****

Behind the scenes of conventions was far less exhilarating for the guests than it was for the fans attending. It was quiet in the green room, most people eating or napping in between events they were to attend, which was why Y/n and Gen chose to stay behind the next morning and let the kids sleep in as much as possible. The guys were up at the crack of dawn to get to the hotel in time for the gold panel, and neither wanted to deal with pulling three little ones out of bed that early.

It was nearly midday by the time the girls had wrangled the kids into the car and to the hotel. Clif met them at the back door much like he had done the night before, ready to escort them wherever they wanted to go. When they arrived in the green room, the guys were off to their respective photo op rooms.

The kids took center stage when they got there, livening up the room in an instant. Odette fed off the attention far more than her brothers did but being the youngest, that didn’t come as a shock to anyone. Y/n wanted to hit the vendor’s room before her husband got back and they had to be on stage for the main panel. There were often hidden gems at some of the booths and she wanted to support the small business that set up there. She invited Gen to join her, and naturally, Odette wanted to tag along. The two of them left the boys in the capable hands of Kim and Briana before grabbing Clif and heading out.

The room was bustling with people who were in between activities when they entered. Y/n picked up the small girl and put her on her hip so she could keep better track of her, not that Odette protested. They made their way to a booth surrounded by original artwork. Most of the displayed pieces were Supernatural related, but there were a few other pieces that encompassed other shows and movies, as well as art that encompassed just about anything else. Y/n got the artist’s information, intending to order an original piece from her.

From there, it didn’t take long for the room to realize who had joined them. The hushed whispers of the con attendees could be heard as they moved on to a shop that sold handmade jewelry. Luckily the looming presence of Clif was enough to keep people at bay. He was very good at subtly guiding those who dared to walk up to them away from the scene. Right now they preferred peace and would greet some people once they were finished looking.

Gen bought something from the jeweler for Odette, seeing as once the toddler set her mind to something, she was relentless. Then the trio moved on to a few more booths before acknowledging the fans in the room. Clif took Odette from Y/n while the wives talked with some people in the room. There were many congratulations and asks for photos which Y/n politely declined while Gen agreed.

With a glance at her watch, Y/n signaled to Gen it was time to head back. They said goodbye to the fans and headed back to the green room. Jared and Jensen were back already when they entered, eating a quick snack before they had to go back on stage.

Jensen pushed his chair back from the table when he spotted his wife. He patted his thigh as she made her way towards him and she took a tentative seat in his lap. The actor placed a kiss on the underside of her jaw before offering her the food on his plate. She decided on a carrot, biting into the hard vegetable as her husband spoke.

“I missed you this morning.”

“I know, I missed you too. Still hate waking up to an empty bed,” she frowned, tossing the other half of the carrot in her mouth.

“Just a few more weeks, then I’m done and it’s just you, me, and this baby,” Jensen promised, resting his large hand over her growing abdomen. He ran his thumb over the swell of her stomach as she contemplated his words.

“Promise?” She cocked her head, knowing full well he intended every word. Before he could answer, the Creation handlers appeared to grab the boys and bring them to the stage.

“Promise,” he kissed her again before urging her off his lap so they could head out. Gen rounded up the kids to go and Jared picked up his daughter to carry her out to the show. Jensen and Y/n walked hand in hand down the back hallway until they had to go separate ways. Jared handed Odette over to his wife and they were off to get show-ready.

The girls and the kids followed behind Clif and took the empty seats in the front row far off on the right side of the stage, the lights lowering just as they were getting settled. Rob and Rich appeared and did their usual bit before introducing the boys onto the stage.

Watching them together was something Y/n always enjoyed. The two actors played off of each other so well and never failed to make her chuckle. Especially now, she loved that after everything that had happened, their relationship was not hindered. They were truly brothers on and off camera, and Y/n couldn’t ask for anything better.

Jensen went to his usual chair on the right side of the stage, pulling it more forward and center before sitting down as the crowd continued to cheer for them. Jared followed suit, spinning his chair around and putting as close to Jensen’s as was humanly possible. Her husband frowned and leaned away from Jared, who only played along and leaned into his best friend.

Jensen brought the mic to his lips and scowled, “Dude, why are you so close to me?”

“Cause we’re family now, officially bonded by blood,” Jared retorted, still trying to lean into Jensen as he continued to pull away. The older man rolled his eyes at his brother-in-law’s antics but couldn’t fight the smile on his face as the crowd cheered at Jared’s words.

“Don’t remind me.” Jared leaned into Jensen, whispering something in his ear before the pair shared another laugh. Jared spun around and started the questioning. They got a few typical questions about Supernatural and the final season, nothing too crazy, but one specifically piqued Y/n’s interest.

The girl asking the question stood not even twenty feet from her at the mic on the right side of the room. “My question is for Jensen.” Her voice was steady, but she was looking at her feet as she spoke. “Now that you are on The Boys, the show has far more carnage than Supernatural, and you have said in the past that you dislike being covered in fake blood, so I was wondering if you have come to terms with it, or has your hatred only grown?”

Jensen threw his head back in laughter at her question, surprised that he hadn’t been asked it before today. “Well, you are right, I have not been shy about my contempt of stage blood, but nowadays I do find it far less annoying than I once did. I think I got over it filming season fifteen. There is nothing like staring at a beautiful woman to take your mind off of the stickiness. Y/n was a great distraction.”

“Alright, that’s my baby sister you are talking about,” Jared faked a gag before dropping his mic in his usual fashion as the crowd let out a collective ‘awe.’ Jensen shrugged before moving on to the next question. He rounded to the next fan on the opposite side of the stage.

“Hi,” the boys said in unison, bright smiles on their faces for the girl.

“First of all, I want to congratulate Jensen on the pregnancy. So, my question is for Jensen and Jared. Jensen, since you learned about the pregnancy, has your perception of life and love changed, and if so, how? And for Jared, being a father yourself, what are some things or advice you would like to share with Jensen? How has becoming a dad changed you? Thank you!” The girl stuttered around her words, her nerves of having the guy’s undivided attention seeping through her voice.

“What?!” Jared dropped his jaw as he turned his head back to look at his brother in law in the seat next to him. “You’re pregnant?”

Jensen leaned back in his chair and ran a hand down his torso, “Do you think I’m showing yet?”

“No dude, you look good, women everywhere hate you.” The duo fell into a fit of laughter, their heads were thrown back in unison at their stupid joke. Naturally, the whole crowd joined in. How could one not when those two were cracking up? It was infectious.

“I’m sorry about my friend here. Thank you, we are very excited.” Jensen leaned around Jared to smile at the fan that stood with a Random Acts volunteer’s arm around her shoulders. “As for your question, it didn’t really hit me until we heard the baby’s heartbeat for the first time. Anyone who has kids knows how important that moment is. I never thought I could love my wife more than I already did, but there is something about looking at the woman you love carrying your child. It’s a completely different kind of connection to another human being. As for our baby, well, she was just a flicker on the screen then, but I knew there was nothing I wouldn’t do for that flicker.”

“Y/n is gonna kill you later for saying ‘she,’” Jared cut in, but Jensen just smirked knowingly. The man always had to cut the emotion with a joke, something the pair of them had in common. Life was too short to always be so serious anyway.

“Well, what about you dad?”

“What are you talking about?”

“She asked you a question too, so answer it,” Jensen reminded his costar, much to the amusement of everyone around them.

“Oh yeah. Well, I’ve given Jensen tons of advice. He’s constantly coming to me for my superior wisdom.” Jensen frowned behind him, his eye roll visible even from the back of the room. “Nah, but in all seriousness, the best piece of advice I could ever give him would be to just be there for your wife, whatever she needs. She just gave you a child, the least you could do is get her some water and snacks during feedings.”

In the shadows of the audience, Gen leaned over to Y/n, whispering in her ear, “I think he’s done that maybe twice.” Y/n laughed along with her friend, knowing full well that sounded just like Jared.

“Being a dad has taught me an abundance of patience and understanding. While they are your kids, they are also humans with real feelings and thoughts. It’s important to listen to your children, and I mean really listen to them. It’s not easy some days, but what they’ll remember in twenty years is whether mom and dad were there or not, so that’s what’s most important to me.” The girl whispered a shaky ‘thank you’ to the guys before they moved on. There were more questions about Supernatural, Walker, and The Boys, but what Y/n didn’t expect was another question regarding her, the words cutting her like ice as they left the fan’s mouth.

"Now that Y/N is pregnant, how hard is it being away from her while filming? How do you handle the emotions of being away from your wife in this kind of situation?" The fan had a bright smile on her face as she asked a question that was sure to have the fans falling even more in love with her husband and the amazing man he was.

Gen’s hand fell on her shoulder as she noticed her sister-in-law’s body tense, awaiting the answer from the actor on stage. Jensen turned his gaze to her, offering a small smile to her before turning back to the fan.

“It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. I feel like I’m dumping everything on her shoulders and leaving her to figure it out alone, and I hate that. You know, I made a promise to her on our wedding day that I would always be there for her, and I feel like I’m breaking that promise. On the nights that the baby is rolling around and not letting her get any sleep, she will FaceTime me to show me, and anyone who’s ever seen this knows it’s just as cool as it is creepy when it looks like the kid is trying to escape from her stomach.” Jared nodded in agreement alongside him as the audience laughed at his admission. “My heart clenches in those moments because I know there are a hundred other moments that I don’t get to be there for, but even more so that my wife doesn’t get to have me next to her for. I know it’s just as hard on her, experiencing all these new milestones alone. We are both just very lucky that she has Jared and Gen so close. Those two have been her rock through this whole thing.”

“If there is anyone who can handle it, it’s Y/n,” Jared cut in, sensing his friend’s growing discomfort. “My sister is one of the strongest women I know, so don’t worry about her too much, Jay.”

“Right, yes my mistake, what was I thinking worrying about my pregnant wife?” The shorter Texan played up his words with a stiff nod of his head, much to the enjoyment of the crowd. The guys thanked the fan for her question just as Rob and Rich came back on stage, starting up the last question song. Y/n excused herself then to go to the restroom, assuring Clif she’d be okay and she would be right back, imploring him to stay with Gen and the kids.

The pregnant woman slipped past Creation security near the stage to the hall that led to the bathrooms. She sped down the hall on her toes, the urgency not hitting her until she stood up. Her mind was focused on getting to the bathroom, unconcerned about anything else until she was inside the first open stall. Y/n took care of her business, coming out of the stall to a figure standing directly across from her at the sinks. Her eyes trailed up the broad person who had their back to her until she met their eyes in the mirror.

“No!” The gasp left her lips, her feet instinctively stepping backward until her back hit the stall.

“Hi, Y/n,” the man’s voice was rough, the sound of grating against every nerve in her body. It perfectly matched the smirk that he held as he turned to face her, the same smirk that had been haunting her dreams for weeks now. The woman swallowed around the lump in her throat as her pulse rose, the thrum of it beating behind her ears.

“How?” It was the only thing she could force past her lips as her mind raced through all the possible outcomes of this encounter. If anything, she was trying to buy time until someone came looking for her, but she had no idea how long that could be.

“I expected a hello, but I guess I can’t really blame you,” the guy shrugged, his nonchalance unsettling Y/n even more than she already was. “I’ve been waiting for you for a long time now.”

“Waiting for me?”

“It was only a matter of time before we found our way to each other,” he took a step closer to Y/n, her heart skipping in her chest at the action. No matter how frightened she was at this moment, Y/n refused to back down. Instead, she squared her shoulders and lifted her chin at the man.

“Wh-what do you want?” Her tongue tripped over her words and the woman fought to control her breaths, letting the air out slowly through her nose as she refused to look away from the stalker across from her.

“I want you. It’s always been you. For years I’ve waited for you to come to your senses about that actor you call your husband, but it seems you may need a little push,” he explained as his feet began to pace in a line, cutting off her only route to the door of the bathroom, to her freedom.

“Excuse me?” Y/n was genuinely confused now, her adrenaline-soaked brain struggling to comprehend what he was telling her.

“He’s all wrong for you. The bastard married you and ran off to Canada the second he could, leaving you to tend to his house, and now look at you, knocked up with his spawn and he still could give a rat’s ass about you.” The man’s voice was rising in tone as he became agitated, with what exactly she wasn’t sure, but she didn’t want to stick around to find out.

“My husband loves me—”

“No!” He rounded on her, his pacing halted as he looked at her. “He’s poison. He doesn’t care about you or your career, he only cares about what you can do for him, but me? I’ve been your number one fan since the beginning. With me, your possibilities are limitless. Nobody could stop us.”

It was now even more apparent to her at that moment that this guy was far more unhinged than she had originally thought. He believed with every fiber of his being that what he was saying was the truth, she could see it in the fire raging behind his eyes. It was the same fire that had her biting her tongue from firing back. She had more than just herself to think about in this situation, and she had no one way of knowing how he would react, but she also knew that staying in that bathroom was not an option either.

It was now or never. He was no longer pacing across her escape route, and she wasn’t that far from the door. If she could at least get on the other side of it, she could create a commotion to draw attention. The second his eyes flickered from her own, she leaped into action, setting her focus on the door, and only the door. As her fingers wrapped around the handle, she felt his rough grip on her bicep. She was only able to get the door open a fraction of an inch, but it was enough. Her frantic eyes met with the shocked ones of Gen and Clif on the other side of the door.

“Damn it!” He hollered as he yanked her back. The door didn’t even have time to close before Clif was pushing his way into the bathroom after her, watching as Y/n stumbled and nearly fell on her ass from the force of the stranger’s pull.

“Alright, let her go,” Clif’s voice was calm and demanding as he assessed the scene in front of him. “Don’t make this worse for you than it already is.”

“You make it sound so easy,” the guy chuckled dryly, the sound of it finally breaking whatever false sense of confidence Y/n had created. Preparing for a struggle, she squeezed her eyes shut, the action sending the welled up tears cascading down her cheeks.

“It is that easy. Because trust me, if you hurt her, it will be the last thing you ever do.” The sound of the bathroom door opening again had her opening her eyes, a few of Creation’s security guards filing in to back up Clif. Knowing he was outnumbered, the man roughly released his grip on Y/n’s arm. The pregnant woman scrambled away from him, past security, and out into the hallway.

“Y/n...” The sudden grip around her wrist startled the traumatized woman, her body reacting against it until her gaze met the familiar green eyes of her husband. Her body relaxed in an instant, throwing her into his arms as a sob racked through her body. Jensen squeezed his wife in his arms, holding her shaking frame close to his chest as she let out all her emotions. He shared a look with Jared before burying himself into her as well, just as relieved to have her back as she was to be free.

It had only been about thirty seconds since Gen had come running back from checking on Y/n to tell them that something was wrong, but it was all it took. He felt his heart sink as he looked at the fear in Gen’s eyes. He and Jared were up from their chairs like lightning, allowing their long legs to get them to the bathroom with security hot on their tail. It killed him to have to wait outside, but he knew it was the best chance of getting her out of there safely, so he bit his tongue and did as he was told. None of that mattered now anyway, she was safe in his arms, and that was the most important thing.

It felt like an eternity later when the cops showed up, taking the place of the unarmed security detail. They emerged with the guy in cuffs, a deep scowl on his face as he was carted out of the hotel, Clif and the security following behind.

“Clif, what the fuck happened?!” Jensen growled, fury about the day’s events creeping upon him, seeing the guy that had his hands on his wife only fanning the fire in his belly.

“I’m sorry, Jensen—” Clif's words were cut off by the raging actor.

“You’re sorry? You were supposed to be protecting her!” Y/n lifted her head from her husband’s shoulder, using the back of her sleeve to wipe away the tears and snot from her face. The man’s whole body was tense, the anger rolling off of him of barely perceptible vibrations.

“Hey, Jay,” she put her hands on his face, making him look at her. Reluctantly, he tore his gaze from Clif to look at his wife, his face softening as he took in her fragile state. “It’s not his fault. I told him to stay with Gen.”

“Y/n/n...”

“No. Clif is not to blame right now and you know it,” Y/n lowered her voice, the little bit of sternness she was able to muster dissipating. “You’re scared and I am too, but don’t take that out on him.” Jensen nodded at her, leaning in to kiss her forehead with trembling lips.

“I’m sorry, Clif,” Jensen breathed, his eyes opening slowly to look back up at his long time friend. Still trying to come to his senses over what had just happened, he had one arm around his wife, refusing to break contact with her. The fear of being out of control was still too overpowering.

“It’s okay, I understand.” The two men shared a nod. Emotions were still on high, and everyone needed a moment to take in the events that had just transpired. Before anything else could be said, one of the cops cut through the tense scene playing out in the middle of the hotel hallway. He had a concerned look on his face, but he had a job to do too.

“Ma’am, can I ask you a couple of questions?”

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Deuxième Omega

Summary: Jensen is not dealing well with his unexpected divorce and before the ink is even dry, he is pushed into another union with a complete stranger.

Pairing: Alpha!Jensen Ackles x Omega!OFC

Word Count: 3363

Warnings: A/B/O, angst, angry Jensen, cursing, alcohol abuse, parental manipulation, arranged marriage, Alpha dominance over Omega, unintended injuries.

A/N: So, get this; a lot of my original writing ideas from my weird as hell dreams about Sam Winchester but for some reason Jensen is starring in this one. I’m gonna blame the bad PMS I’m having for all the angst in this.

A/N II: There is no intentional hate or malevolence intended towards any of the Ackles family. This is a purely fictional piece containing real and created persons/names/events set in the fictional A/B/O verse.

*Supernatural doesn’t end in season 15 and some dates/events have been altered to fit the story.

*no beta, all mistakes are mine *photos found online

Jensen was sitting slouched on the leather couch staring at the paperwork that had been dropped off by courier this morning, official notification of the dissolution of his marriage to Danneel when Jared entered his trailer. “It’s not gonna say anything different no matter how many times you look at it.”

“I know,” Jensen sighed heavily, “never thought I’d be in this position.” He tossed the papers on the table and picked up his beer draining it in one go.

“You better not drink anymore, we’ve still got two more scenes to get through before we can leave tonight.”

Jensen rolled his head towards Jared leaning across the kitchenettes bar counter with a very concerned expression.

Jensen had always been a social drinker, he did love his beer, the slight softness over his toned stomach was the biggest indicator. But there had been constant uptick in his drinking during the mandatory two year waiting period for an Alpha/Beta divorce. So far, it hadn’t seriously interfered with work but there had been several instances of his obvious imbidding that Jared, Alex, even Misha ended up pumping him full of coffee to get him through.

“Then let’s get them done so I can get really fucked up before that shit show happens tomorrow.”

“Jack, give this new marriage a chance. Your dad said she’s a good match right? You never know, maybe it’ll work out like Gen and me.” Jared’s marriage had been a private match and he was happy with the Omega that his family had chosen.

Jensen snorted, getting up and walking out of his trailer, “Yeah, you lucked out with her, not always the case. Look at me, I’m getting a second hand Omega.”

*** To say the atmosphere in the private arrivals area was strained was an understatement. The Ackles were seating several feet apart awaiting their son.

“Mommy…daddy, how’s it..go..going?” They both turned in unison to see their very drunk middle child staggering towards them followed closely by Jared and Clif.

“Jensen Ross Ackles, how could you show up in this condition!” Donna Ackles snapped as he gave her a cheeky smile before passing out. “Fuck!” Jared blurted out, catching him before he face planted onto the tiled floor.

“Jared Tristan Padalecki you’re to blame for this!”

“I’m the one who’s been there for him, not the one forcing him to do something he’s not ready for! This is on you, I’ve tried to get him to stop but he’s hurting like hell and you don’t care!”

“You can’t speak to me that way young man! I always knew you came from trash and this proves it.”

Jared let his inner Alpha surface, eyes glowing red in anger, “If you ever speak disparagingly about my family again…” Clif quickly stepped in between them giving Jared a look.

“I’ve had it with you inserting yourself in our family business! I’ll make sure you never have contact with Jensen outside of work ever again!”

“You go ahead and try, Jensen’s forty two years old and more than capable of making his own choices. The only reason he’s agreed to this is because you’ve duped him into believing this is the only way to uphold your family’s social standing in the Dallas Pack because all you care about is how you look to those fucking country club bitches!”

“Alan, could you please bring the car around so we can get away from this embarrassing situation.” The older Alpha gripped his mates arm giving her a firm look of disapproval and steered her towards the exit. They could still hear her grousing, “how dare he deliver Jensen in this state,” as they went out the door.

Jared hefted his friend over his broad shoulder and carried Jensen back out the private entrance as the SUV pulled up. Clif opened the back door and helped Jared place him in the vehicle, carefully laying him across the seat.

“How bad has it been for him?” Alan inquired after Clif shut the door so his mate couldn’t hear.

Jared pulled off his beanie, running both hands through his hair, not hiding his frustration before answering, “He’s been in a downward spiral, drinking continuously, got him to stick to beer. I found him looking at the divorce papers and as you see… ”

Alan sighed heavily. Jensen’s divorce came out of nowhere, everything on the surface appeared good between him and Danneel but in hindsight he realized there were telltale signs all along, the biggest was her reluctance to have children.

Anytime anyone inquired she waved it off, saying she wanted to wait till Supernatural had ended, it wouldn’t be fair to leave all the responsibility for rearing their pups predominantly on her, she wanted Jensen there, to be a hands-on father.

Alphas were involved to an extent in care and raising of pups, but it was unusual for one to be as hands on as the Betas or Omegas were.

Jensen was one of those exceptions. Whenever with his siblings, he was right in there helping, never turning down a chance to play with them, even princess tea parties with his only niece. When on vacation or at conventions with Jared and his mate, he always was willing to help with their pups.

“I want to formally apologize for what Donna said, she overstepped the lines of etiquette. This is no excuse but she doesn’t know how to handle this situation. Jensen’s always been her favorite and she personally picked Danneel as his mate, it’s been a slap to her ego.”

Jared smiled, “I accept your apology Alan. Jensen’s always said his mother has been a…handful.”

Alan laughed, “That’s the diplomatic way of putting it,” he signed again, “Donna’s family always spoiled her being the only Omega, somewhere along the way she’s forgetting that being part of Dallas society doesn’t give you the right to treat others badly.”

*** Late next morning

Jensen was sitting on the edge of his hotel bed contemplating how he got here.

He thought Danneel was the one. When they were introduced by his mother a few months before his twenty seventh birthday they instantly clicked and started dating that night.

Jensen proposed six months later, couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have found a love match. Danneel stated she wasn’t ready to give up her career yet, so they compromised and decided on a long engagement.

Supernatural started filming its fourth season when Kripke announced that the series would end with season five. Danneel also found out her current role was being written out of the series she was in about the same time so they set the date for May 2010.

Jared’s surprise wedding in February that year reaffirmed Jensen’s desire to settle down and start his family in a few months. They bought a home outside Austin like Jared and his new mate Genevieve. Things were going as planned, then the unexpected happened.

A couple months before they finished filming the CW announced Supernatural was being picked up for season six under new leadership.

Jensen returned to Vancouver not long after they were married. Danneel continued working, doing guest starring roles on other series and was cast in the occasional recurring role of Jo.

Every year when the show went on hiatus Jensen would bring up about starting their own family, he was feeling the biological pull more and more. Once again, she stated it wouldn’t be fair for them to have a family and him be a drop-in father, and moving to Vancouver full time, nope, he worked too many hours.

Danneel started dabbling in other interests outside of acting and in 2018 they opened The Family Business Brewery with her family. A few months later Jensen was served with the divorce announcement.

*** “Jensen, it’s time.” He looked up and Alan was saddened by the lost look in his son’s eyes. There was a resignation in those green eyes that never existed before. Saying nothing Jensen got up, slipped on his suit jacket and walked out of the room.

Alan mentally shook himself but that nagging feeling was back once again, something wasn’t right about this whole situation.

*** The Uber stopped at the back door of the small country church. The woman in the backseat thanked the driver and got out, pulling the garment bag with her. She walked to the door and rang the bell. It opened revealing the minister’s wife.

“You’re very late, the wedding is starting in fifteen minutes.” She said, hurrying up a staircase to the second floor and entered an empty room. “Where is your family? They should have arrived already to help you get ready.”

“There is no one coming,” the woman replied as she hung the garment bag over a closet door next to the mirror attached to it. The minister’s wife’s jaw dropped in surprise, “and it won’t take me long to get ready. If you’ll excuse me, I’ll be down in a few minutes.”

She unzipped the bag removing a veil and shoes having arrived already in her dress, chosen by the groom’s mother, and attached the veil to the headpiece holding back part of her simply styled hair. She looked at herself for a moment before pulling the front part of the veil over her face then joined the minister’s wife who was to escort her to the chapel. She placed the shoes she wouldn’t wear until after the ceremony on the small table outside the double doors and took her place in front of them.

Jensen was sitting in the first pew of the small country church wondering why this place was chosen for the wedding as Donna and Alan made their way to sit next to him. His siblings, Joshua and Mackenzie, were already seated in the one behind him with their mates as the rest of the Ackles clan that had been invited filled up the rest of the pews.

He looked over at the bride’s side. There was not a single person seated in any of those pews. He frowned, finding it strange, wondering where her family was when the intro music started.

The minister took his place and gestured for him to rise. Jensen couldn’t move, his body feeling like it was tied down with lead weights. “Jensen!” His mother hissed at him in a low tone.

Suddenly, he felt himself get up, urgently needing to get away from her as his inner Alpha became agitated, as if it sensed something was amiss.

Each secondary gender pairing had their own ceremonial traditions so he was required to remain facing forward when the music changed and the doors behind him opened.

As the guests stood Jensen focused his senses on her as she proceeded down the aisle. He couldn’t scent her, too many different scents mingling together to isolate hers. He listened to the whispering material of the dress as she slowly walked, finally stopping next to him. In his peripheral vision he could see her head bowed under the thick veil obscuring her face and hair, her hands were clasped together in front of her, devoid of a bouquet.

The minister started speaking, talking about the obligations each Alpha and Omega were required to follow as dictated by the book. Jensen inhaled sharply, realizing what was occurring.

This wasn’t the common ceremony but the ancient, traditional version that only the extreme believers still used today. There was absolutely no out for either party from once the proceedings started.

If he objected to the ceremony he would be shunned by his pack, his family would be forced to never acknowledge him again or suffer the same censure; if the marriage didn’t work and they separated, he was responsible for her care as she would be set aside from society and forced to live in isolation.

He looked over at his parents, Alan was pinching the bridge of his nose trying to quell his anger knowing that his mate had put Jensen in an impossible situation as Donna sat there with a fake, placid look.

His own mother had irrevocably bound him to this Omega for the rest of his life.

The rest of the ceremony was a blur, neither party was required to say anything, there was no exchange of rings or a kiss at the end. The minister finished the ceremony and turned to the altar signing the marriage certificate with a quill pen dipped in ink. Jensen signed next, his hand was shaking so violently in anger making his signature barely legible.

The Omega didn’t sign, only her name was required for legality and the minister filled it in. He poured a powder on it to set the ink, blew off the access, rolled it up and tied it with a piece of twine before handing it to Jensen offering his blessings for a fruitful marriage. It took every ounce of his acting ability to politely smile, shake his hand, thanking the minister for the proceedings.

He turned, marching out without acknowledging his bride and she obediently followed behind him, pausing to grab her shoes along the way and scurrying to the waiting limousine climbing in after him.

Jensen sat in the back on the farthest side pouring himself a drink from the bar as his new wife sat quietly near the still open door. A few minutes later Jensen was on his third glass of whiskey when his parents climbed in and the chauffeur shut the door. He started the limo and as they pulled out Alan pressed the button to close the privacy window between them.

The tension in the back was so palatable an icebreaker couldn’t have cut through it. “Donna how could you…” Alan was unable to say anymore, his disgust for what had happened thick in those few words. “I did nothing wrong,” she snapped back, “I only had Jensen’s best interests…”

“Like when you threatened to sabotage my friendship with Jared again? By the way, Clif’s the one who dropped the dime on what happened after I passed out last night, not Jared, so you don’t get to blame him for that too.” Jensen threw back the rest of his drink before continuing.

“Oh, don’t think I’ve ever been ignorant of your disdain for him ‘cause the clan he comes from isn’t good enough for those highfalutin bitches in your social circle. Or how you’ve persuaded me to do this only to find out you took it to the extreme, forcing me into an impossible situation, accept this marriage or lose everything. Congratulations mom, you are still the queen bitch, sorry, bee, your precious reputation is secure.”

They traveled the rest of the way in silence. The limousine pulled onto the grounds of the country club in front of its grand entrance. Jensen got out before the chauffeur finished putting the car in park leaving his new wife to scramble out behind him as Alan and Donna got out the other side.

Jensen finally took a good look at his bride. She was in a simple, modestly cut, long sleeved dress, the only adornments a row of buttons down the bodice, no jewelry and apparently a pair of shoes that didn’t fit as she was struggling to get them on.

She was still fussing with her left shoe when he spoke in a stern voice, “Since our wedding was in the traditional, we’ll continue with its edicts. You are not to remove that veil, acknowledge or speak to anyone. You will not leave my side for any reason. Where I go, you go, three steps behind me. Nod once if you understand.” She nodded once.

“Son, I think…”

“Dad, as the traditional also states, I’m well within my rights to make demands of my Omega without interference, am I not?”

Alan acquiesced, “Yes, you are.”

“So” Jensen rubbed his hands together, “let’s go celebrate this disaster, shall we.” Putting on a fake smile, he went into the venue to greet his family with his Omega obediently three steps behind him.

*** Several hours later

“This shit has got to stop cause I swear it’s the only time I’m doing this dad.” Josh grunts, annoyance thickening his voice as he helped guide his inebriated brother to his hotel room. “Come on.. have ‘nother drunk, ‘posed to be celebrating my disaster marriage to that…’mega..don’t even want her.”

“Jensen, shut the fuck up! I’m not gonna stand here and let you insult your mate.” Josh snapped at him.

Jensen ripped his arm loose, “ ‘en go, not stopping you…and she’s not my mate,” his free arm waves unsteadily as he points towards his new wife standing by the main door, “my real mate took my money, my home, my fucking heart!!!”

Josh turned his back on his brother, “Jensen, I can’t stand seeing you like this, you need to get it together.” He headed for the main door, pausing to speak to his brother’s new wife, “I’m sorry he’s taken his anger out on you now. My brother is a good man, an honorable Alpha,” he stepped close to her and lowered his voice, “there is far more to this than what you’ve been told, please be patient with him.” He left slamming the door behind him.

“Fuck him,” Jensen muttered staggering into the bedroom and sitting on the edge of the bed slumped over.

“Jensen, your brother is right, you have got to pull yourself together. Therefore, as the Alpha of our clan, you are banned from our family. When you are back to being yourself, the Alpha you once were, you may appeal for re-admittance.”

Alan then did something he hadn’t done since Jensen was a small child, he bent over and placed a kiss on his son’s head, “I love you and I want my son back.” Nodding to his new daughter in law he left.

It hurt him tremendously knowing he wouldn’t see his son for a long time but it was for his own good. Now his Omega was the only one who could help him mend. Hopefully Jensen would see this marriage wasn’t the biggest mistake he’s imagined it to be.

Jensen didn’t move until he heard someone shuffling their feet. He looked up squinting at his new wife still standing by the bedroom door. Sitting up straight he grunted at her and passed out, falling backwards on the mattress. She slowly walked over and hesitated a moment before reaching out touching his shoulder, shaking him.

Getting no response she sat down near him lifting her right foot, gingerly removing the ill fitting shoe with a gasp and then repeated with her left. The blisters on both her heels that had busted open earlier were raw and had bleed. She detached her veil and wadded it up, stuffing it in a shoe and bent over untying Jensen’s and removed them too.

Standing up she gripped both his jacket lapels and hefted him upright to lean against her as she worked it off letting him flop back down and unbuttons his shirt leaving him sleep the case of everything he drank off. She left a pain reliever and bottled water on the nightstand.

Quietly shutting the bath door she found the dress had too many small buttons down the back. She laughed mirthlessly at the irony she was stuck in the dress like this marriage. Pulling the skirt up over her knees she sat on the counter to soak and clean her sore feet in the basin.

Once the worst of the ache was gone she pulled the drain and climbed off to finish washing up the best she could. The mirror reflects back the emotional toll of the last few months in her eyes.

She went over to the bed only to find her husband had moved, sprawled out over its entire surface. Searching for extra bedding and not finding any she gave up going back into the main room and curled up on the couch hoping to find a comfortable position to get some sleep for a few hours so she could briefly forget what her life had become.

Part II

SPN: @donnaintx

Dean/Jensen: @flamencodiva

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