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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural, Supernatural_RPF
  Relationship:
      Jared_Padalecki/Lucifer, Jensen_Ackles/Jared_Padalecki, j2_-_Relationship
  Character:
      Lucifer_(Supernatural), Jensen_Ackles, Jared_Padalecki, Misha_Collins,
      Bobby_Singer, Crowley_(Supernatural), Ruby_(Supernatural), Meg_Masters,
      Gabriel_(Supernatural), Michael_(Supernatural), Balthazar_(Supernatural)
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      A/B/O, D/s_relationship
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      Published: 2014-05-13 Updated: 2014-08-16 Chapters: 6/? Words: 8695
****** An Angel In the Rough ******
by daisy4em
Summary
     Jared's life sucked, where he lives is hell or its equivalent being a
     whore house. An Omega's life was awful, but being Lucifer's personal
     pet was even worse, and there was nothing that he could do. Society
     was created in away that it made it impossible or very unlikely for
     him to find his happy ending.
      Jensen is an Alpha, a workaholic, an alcoholic, and a cop at NYPD,
     and he does his job well, thank you very much. He hates how society
     is crated so unequal. But, he does his best cracking down on all the
     whore joint around New York.
      Finally, Jensen get a break in his latest case, code name Heaven's
     Angels. Could this case bring this two unlikely man closer than they
     ever thought possible?
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
***** Chapter 1 *****
Chapter 1
Jared wasn't sure why he was out in a coffee shop a day before his heat.
Actually he did know, but the reality was something he didn't think about when
he was here. Here he was a freshman college student enjoying his free
afternoon. He took a sip from his overly sweet coffee. Having the caffeine do
its work, as it relieved the tension in his back. From one moment to the next
there was a hand on his shoulder, which made him inhale creamy frothing on top.
"Why is someone as beautiful as yourself sitting by themselves?" The voice was
rough and raw with determination. Jared froze and the man let go of his
shoulder and sat himself across from him. He waved down a barista and she
hurried toward them.
"What would you like today?" she asked in a perky voice. Everything about her
was perky and fake and it made Jared sick. He looked away from the two and out
the window. Watching as people walked past. If this alpha was trying to make
him jealous he didn’t want to have any of it. He wasn’t that kind of omega.
"Black cup of coffee, hon." He winked at her that sent her into a frenzy.
"C-coming right up," she mustered to say before she left swaying her hips as
slipped behind the counter.
Jared shifted uncomfortable in his seat and he would have been content ignoring
the rest of the world, if the honey silk voice didn’t bring back to reality.
"I'm Jensen by the way. Thought you should know. What's yours?" Jensen placed a
hand on top of Jared's. Jared felt as if his lungs were constricting. The man
sitting in front of his was beautiful. With candy green eyes and sporting a day
old beard, Jared could look at this man for hours. "Are you going to tell me
your name?"
"Jared," he breathed out quickly, hoping but invalidly failing to keep the
nerves at bay.
"Well Jared, I want you to breathe for me, can you do that? Nice and slow,
count the second you breath in and exhale the same amount. There you go, that's
a good boy. I didn't mean to scare you," Jared exhaled slowly focusing on his
racing heartbeat. Jensen hadn't removed his hand yet. "So," he said as he
stroked his thumb in a circling motion on the top of Jared's hand. "Why are you
alone here today?" Jensen sound actually curious and concerned and seemed so
sweet? Jared’s mind instantly went to Chapter 13 of “The Chronical of Amy
Smith”. Jared’s favorite book by far. It was of the romantic genre and Jared
was in love. Not with the people in those books, but with romance- wooing.
Jared panicked, "I have to go," he yelped, getting out of there as fast as
possible. Dashing to the parallel store, forgetting to pay for his coffee.
He ran to the furthest part of the bookstore. He always went there, he liked
the seclusion and he loved romance books, making this the perfect spot. He
gentle ran his fingertips over the spin of the books. He smiled fondly at them,
remembering each one he read. Each one was a separate life. He felt as if he
was having an affair every time he read a new one. A blush crawled up his neck.
He picked one up and closed his eyes. He wanted to be in the book, having an
alpha that loved and cared for him, like they did in his favorite stories.
There was a quick shuffle a row over, snapping Jared out of his trance. Quickly
he placed the book back.
"Jared." He turned quickly seeing no one. "Jared, it’s Jensen and before you
run, I'm a row over. I had to make sure you were fine." Jared relaxed a bit and
after a moment Jensen continued. "Like I said before, I didn't mean to scare
you. I also didn't know you were claimed. You smelled as unmated omega." Jared
still didn't talk. "I'll go now. I just had to make sure you were fine. Your
coffee is paid for by the way." Jensen shrugged his shoulders and turned to
leave.
"I am!" blurted Jared, the hairs on his neck stood up, panic seeping through
his body.
"You what?" Jensen froze in his spot.
"I'm, uhm unmated," he stammered, blush returned to his face.
"But you smell of alpha."
"I never said I didn't have an alpha. I'm just not mated."
"But, how is that possible?" Jared and Jensen could see eye to eye between the
missing books.
"I'm sorry Jensen, but I have to go." And with that Jared walked away and
Jensen didn't follow.
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Jared walked the two blocks back to the place he called home. He lived above a
strip club called Devils Trap. His hand shook as he opened the door. Caffeine
from the coffee and the adrenaline from meeting Jensen still pumped through his
veins. He opened the door and the smell of stale air, booze, and cigarettes hit
him like a wall. "Nothing like home," he muttered to himself. He wanted to walk
up to his room and take a shower, but a slim business dressed guy walked from
behind the curtains and jumped off the stage.
"Jared, baby where did you go today? That stupid bookstore, again?"
"S'not stupid Lucifer," for a moment Jared looked eye to eye with the devil
incarnated.
"Hold your tongue, Omega!" Lucifer spat in Jared's face as he spoke.
"Yes, Alpha,” his eyes faltered and he shuffled his feet. It would feel too
degrading to wipe the spit from his face, so he left it there in silent
disobedience.
"That's better, now go upstairs you wreak of..." Lucifer sniffed the air, with
his pointed nose. "I was going to say of coffee, but you smell of another
Alpha." Jared tensed. "Omega what did you do, what did you let him do?!"
Lucifer grabbed him by the wrist pulling him close, growling. Jared saw the
flames of hell behind the older man’s eyes.
"Nothing, I didn't let him do anything!" Jared wailed, trying to pull his arm
back. Looking anywhere but at Lucifer. "I pulled away and went home. I swear!"
"Your promises me nothing to me!” he pulled Jared even closer, forcing Jared to
look at him. “Why is his smell on you?" Lucifer raised his other hand, close to
Jared’s head.
"No! He touched my hand. Please!" Lucifer put his other hand around Jared's
neck.
"You better not be lying to me," his hands tightened.
"No!" Jared's voice cracked.
"Good," Lucifer dropped his grasp. "Upstairs, shower, and be ready in an hour.
Your heat is on the way." As Jared turned to walk up the stairs Lucifer slapped
his ass and laughed when Jared tried to bite back a whine. The unmistakable
need to be knotted had begun its work of running ramped through Jared’s body.
The betrayal of will had begun to falter.
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Jensen waited till Jared was out of sight before he took out his phone to place
a call.
"Hello NYPD Headquarters, this is the over lord speaking. How may I direct your
call?"
"Hey, Mish. It's Jensen, transfer me to Bobby."
"Oh, hey cowboy. Hold on a minute."
 
"Thanks man," Jensen pushed through the crowed bookstore and out the coffee
shop, heading back to his car.
"Mr. Ackles this better be good."
"Yes, Mr. Singer. I have our way into Devils Trap. That bastard Lucifer is
going down."
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Notes
     Warning: This chapter is a tad more brutal, but only toward the end
     does it progressively get worse.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Chapter 2
Jared's life sucked. Where he lived was hell or its equivalent being a whore
house. An Omega's life was awful, but being Lucifer's personal pet was even
worse, and there was nothing that he could do. Society was created in a way
that it made it impossible or very unlikely for him to find his happy ending.
After coming out of the shower that he need from the coffee shop, he toweled
himself off, and sighed at his reflection. He was only eighteen but he had the
eyes of a middle aged man and he would bet his heart veered no better. Okay, so
maybe his life sucked, but he was born into this. His mom, though he couldn't
be sure which one, was one of dancers from this joint. None of the other dancer
would talk, so Jared long ago made his peace. And Lucifer all those years ago
made sure he knew how lucky he was for not kicking both of them out on their
asses. And when his mom got pregnant again, this time with Megan, Jared knew
this was only chance to have normal life with a family.
Jared heard quick paced footsteps making their way up to his room, soon
followed by the quite rasp of knuckles on the door. "Jared let me in, it's
Megan," in barely a stage whisper.
Jared hurriedly grabbed the robe from the rack, putting in on, and went to open
the door. "Megan, so good to see you again, sister. Have they been treating you
right? Please come in."
She huffed, "On stage or our friends?"
"Well start with the lesser of two evils and we'll talk from there." Jared
walked her into the kitchen/dining room. His place was small but it was better
then what most got. Being Lucifer's pet had it perks, less stage time and less
one on one time with costumers, since Lucifer didn't like to share what was
his, plus no pit time.
Jared opened the small fridge and handed his sister a water bottle. "Sorry I
can't offer more."
"No that's fine, thank you. And as for me I'm doing as good as can be except."
She brought the bottle to her lips, exposing her inner arm. It was covered with
lacerations with varying intervals of bright red claws marks.
"Megan, what happened?" She instantly put her arm back to her side, only to
have Jared take her hand and angle her arm so he could examine the wounds
closer.
"What do you think happened," she said bitterly. "Pit work, was designated to
entertain a werewolf during his cycle. He got a bit carried away. Nothing I
can't handle."
"What were you doing down in the pit? I had Lucifer's word that you wouldn't
have to spend more time down there. He called it an early birthday present or
something."
Megan snickered, "Yah you had Lucifer's word. Like that would get anybody
anything. You’re the only one that he keeps his halfcocked promises to."
"I'll just..."
"No! Please don't do anything else."
"Why?" Megan didn't respond just moved further away from Jared. He looked at
her quizzically. "Megan, these aren't werewolf marking, these normal nail
marks. Who did this? Did one of the customers do this?" They know the rules, no
permanent marking."
"Oh Jared, I wish I could live in you fantasy world, where people listen to
rules and kept promises."
"Please, just tell me." She could see the pained look on his face.
"Okay, fine I'll tell you, but have to promise me you won’t do anything about
it."
"But Megan..."
"No buts."
"Fine, just out with it."
Megan wasn't convinced by a long shot, but she rolled her eyes, "Some of the
other female omegas were getting annoyed that I was getting special treatment.
So, they took alternating turns and beat the ever living shit out of me and
placed my rag doll of body in a cage for a day or so."
"When was this?"
Before Megan could respond the door to Jared's apartment flew open. "Omega? Are
ready for the fun to begin. I've got so many plans for you." Lucifer strutted
in with a smirking grin, which faded when he saw Megan. "What are you do doing
here slut? I thought I had your cunt being assigned for next three hours to a
senator. Wouldn't look good being late, now would it?" Lucifer walked up to her
and grabbed her by her jaw and lifted her a few inches off the ground.
She squirmed trying to get words out, "I'm...sorry. Was about to...leave."
"Now why would you think I'd let you go without a punishment." The smirk had
reappeared where it previously was, his other fingers brushed over her lips as
she tried gasp for air. "Such a pretty cock sucking lips, wouldn't you say
Jared?" Lucifer turned to face him, keeping Megan pinned against the wall.
"Let her go Lucifer." Jared was trembling, hands clenched and unclenched.
"What did you say?" He tightened his grasp around Megan's neck. She was slowly
getting weaker, arms barely able to move toward her neck. "What in that
scrambled omega's brain made you think I would do anything for you. You are
nothing more than my pet that I tie up during its heat and watch beg and lose
who are." He dropped Megan from his grasp and she collapsed, her entire body
hiving as the air returned back to her lungs. "On your knees, now Omega!"
Lucifer hissed as he kicked her in the side. Quickly as she could she pulled
herself up. He grabbed her by the hair as he unzipped his pants and pulled out
his cock. "Now you're going to stay still and let my fuck those pretty little
lips of yours." Lucifer dragged the tip of cock over her lips, have precome
paint them before he slammed into her. Causing her to gag and want to pull
back. "Stay still slut. And Jared, baby, I haven't forgotten about you." He
slammed one more time into her mouth, tears started to well up. "When I'm done
with your sister, our together time gets to begin. But, for now you stay right
where you are and watch your whore of a sister get mouth fucked."
And Jared stayed put, watching his sister, as her tears stopped rolling one by
one down. Her once live like face, slowly became porcelain, fading all real
beauty. Leaving a doll in their wake. He watched, but not really. Lights were
turned on, but no one was home and he wished he really did live in his favorite
books.
Chapter End Notes
     Thanks for reading <3
     and thanks to the people that left such nice comments :)
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter Notes
     Side note: This chapter is still a bit sad, but it is optimistic by
     the end... kinda
     Enjoy <3
Chapter 3
 
Jensen is an Alpha, a workaholic, an Aquarius, and a cop at NYPD. He is in love
with his work and he has good friends there too. But, that can make it...
complicated.
 
Five years ago his wife, Danneel, and their thirteen year old daughter, JJ,
where captured. That's when workaholic Jensen became alcoholic Jensen. Bobby
tried his best to keep his friend and coworker from going down that path that
people seldom came back from. They argued, a lot, and in the end their
friendship was stretched pretty thin. It didn't take long to piece it together
what had happened. Danneel and JJ had been captured by Alastair, a psychopath
with good knowledge of the law and how to bend them to his will. The front of
his operation was a casino he was able to open, 'cause apparently it use to be
an Indian reservation back in day. But he was more notoriously known for his
prostituting services of omegas and the occasional beta. However, there was no
paper work to prove it or anyone willing to testify in court.
 
Jensen had tried for months to get a foot hole into the organization. He was
buried deep undercover when it went terrible wrong. Jensen could never be sure
what happened- perhaps a cop gone bad, but someone had ratted him out. Alastair
was furious and sent men after his family.
 
It wasn't until two month later, when Jensen was able to knock the front door
down, warrant and arrest form in hand. He was the one that cuffed Alastair and
put him in the police car, it was the least Bobby could do. After the arrest
had been made, Jensen pushed through the mess of people to find his wife and
daughter. Danneel was found in a cage not breathing and JJ was tied to a poll
with a collar around her neck, both were rushed to Winchester Hospital. His
wife was determined dead on the ride there and his daughter was in a comma.
 
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After Jensen had hung up with Bobby, he reached over to open to the glove
compartment to get his trusty flask out when, a picture of Danneel hugging JJ
at the beach fell out. He picked it up and sighed, brushing his fingers over
it. They had gone to the beach, it had been a spur of the moment kind of thing.
He smiled fondly looking back at the memory. Jensen glanced back at the flask
and back at the picture and tossed the container back into the glove
compartment again and placed the picture on the seat next to him. Without
really thinking about it he drove over to Winchester Hospital. Nurse Masters
was changing the ivy bags when he walked in.
 
"Ms. Masters how is she today?"
 
"Mr. Ackles, I've told you before call me Meg."
 
"And I've told you to call me Jensen," he smiled softly. This bantering between
had been going on for awhile. The joking and trying to make the situation the
best that they could made it just bearable.
 
"Duly noted and your daughter seemed to have slipped out of her comma for a few
hours but she didn't wake, returning back to her previous sate after a while.
She also appeared to be dreaming in this time." Jensen walked over to JJ and
stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head.
 
"Hey, sweetie, It's daddy. I heard you had a dream today." It was quiet, just
the beeping of the heart monitor. His shoulders fell when she didn't stir or
show any signs of waking.
 
"Mr... Jensen don't give up. She could wake any day now."
 
"Don't you think I know that! I've been coming here for the last five years in
hopes that my sweet angel will come around!" He snapped, spinning around,
cornering her. Meg backed a few steps back. Another nurse hurriedly went to
entrance of the room.
 
"Everything alright in here?" she asked.
 
"Yes, I believe so. Mr. Ackles we good?" Jensen nodded numbly. "Yah, thanks for
coming so quickly. You can go back to your station again." The other nurse
smiled and left.
 
"I'm sor..."
 
"Don't be Mr. Ackles, I'm gonna go on my rounds now, are you going to be here
long?"
 
"I don't know."
 
"I'll have a blanket and pillow brought up just in case."
 
"Thanks," mumbled Jensen and she left with a small node.
 
He pulled the chair out of the corner of the room and placed close to the bed.
"I've got good news sweetie." He put his hand on hers, rubbing the top of her
hand in circling motion with his thumb. "I have my way into Devil's Trap." He
squeezed JJ's hand. "I also may have met someone." He felt the blood rush into
face. "Hey don't give that look!" he joked. "He seems sweet, maybe a little too
nervous and jumpy, but kinda pretty in a dorky way." Jensen sighed and placed
his daughter's hand back to her side. He got up and stretched his legs and
neck. He looked back at JJ, sleeping so peaceful and moved her a little over so
he could lay down next to her, in hopes that he took could find the same
serenity.
 
"You know, I miss her, your mother. She was, is my world. I would do anything
to get her back. To feel her in my arms, to smell her sweet perfume, and see
that crazy bed hair every morning before she tamed it." Jensen pulled JJ
closer, tears brimmed his eyes. Though he wouldn't cry, he didn't anymore.
Couldn't let those feeling run ramped. He absent mindedly returned back to
stroking her hair. JJ was turning so much into her mother, but she still had
Jensen's smile. He crinkled his nose to keep the tears back, "Happy Birthday
Justice Jay."
***** Chapter 4 *****
Chapter Notes
     Hey readers, sorry for taking longer to post the next chapter. But,
     it is a little fluffier.
     Hope you like it :)
Chapter 4
 
Jared for a few days after his heat wasn't able to move much. He slept for the
first twenty-four hours, only to get up to go to the bathroom or if the
nightmares were to bad. The irony was that he life now was a nightmare.
 
Somewhere on the third day Megan dropped by to see if he had taken some fluids
and that the bruises around his ankles and wrists were only superficial. They
were, Lucifer was oddly gentle. It was out of character for him and it made
Jared's skin crawl.
 
On the fourth day Jared had enough strength to take a shower that he badly
needed. He didn't even brother looking at his reflection, for he knew what he
would see. Sunken in eyes with shaded black rings. He waited till the water was
warm before he stepped in. The water stung his cuts on his chest and bruises on
his ass. He gentle rubbed soap over his body, the same body that Lucifer
touched, tortured. Jensen words from the book store rung through his head. "But
you smell of alpha, how can you be unmated?" Jared scuffed at this, "Yah sure,"
he said to himself. "It's possible when my alpha, lord of the fine
establishment Devils Trap, is your owner. I'm unmated because he likes to tie
me up for days on end to watch me squirm." He wanted to tell Jensen this, but
he knew better. It wouldn't get him his happy ending. Jared turned his back to
the spray to wash his hair. He knew he couldn't lift his arm all the way up
yet. It would be another day until full mobility would return. He tried
anyways. He winced, his biceps hurt and water burned as it ran in between his
ass. Lucifer finally gave into Jared's needs on the last day of his heat.
Relentlessly pounding an over sized dildo into his puckered hole, that was
seeping with want, need. It never felt good, there was no switch from pain to
pleasure. He thought about Jensen, wondered if maybe he treated his omegas the
same or if he was nice. Jared focused on the memory of Jensen in the coffee
shop and then in the book store.
 
Jared felt his cock twitch at the memory. Jensen's hands were warm and callused
as he moved his hand over his. he turned off the water, there was no use
getting turned on over something that would never happen. As he walked by the
mirror he caught his appearance. He sighed, he was going to have to face that
eventually. He backed up and took a good look. Well, if he looked like shit at
least his hair didn't have too. He garbed the hair product by the sink and ran
his hands through hair.
 
Later that day he found himself walking to the coffee shop. He didn't want to,
but he was getting stir crazy. Plus, his stage time wasn't until later that
evening. He walked in ready to sit at his normal spot by the window, when he
had to take double take. He thought he was seeing things, but on the second
look he wasn't. Jensen was sitting there reading a book as he drank his black
coffee. He fit right in too, like had been doing this his whole life. It took
Jared a moment to realize, that Jensen wasn't reading, but looking at him and
smiling. Oh crap, every fiber in his body told him run, to get out of there
quick. His neurons must have been miss firing, because it wasn't until Jensen
was almost right in front of him before he actually started to run. Jared
quickly moved through the crowed front of the coffee shop and into his
sanctuary. He felt his neck go clammy.
 
"You know this really isn't a good hiding spot anymore." Jared wanted to have
some snarky come back but his mouth just hung open. Jensen put his hand under
his chin to close Jared's mouth. "Keep it to long open and a fly is bound to
land in it." Jared felt the warm tingly feeling return to his face.
 
"I know it's not a good hiding spot, but I like it here," Jared at long last
was finally able to say, but couldn't make eye contact. Jensen gave a baffled
look, until clarity took the fog from his eyes.
 
"Oh and why is that? They are just overly romanticized novels here. Perhaps
venturing into the Syfy section would give the power to actually disappear from
your follower."
 
"What if I didn't want to disappear from my follower," Jared mumbled before
turning away, facing the books he knew so well.
 
"What did you say?" Jensen turned Jared so they were facing again.
 
"Nothing. It was not my place to talk." Jared tried to squirm from under
Jensen's grip. "I'm sorry it wont happen again." That perplexed Jensen look
that seemed the be quiet a lot on his face had returned.
 
"No. Jared, I wanted to know what you said. I didn't hear you the first time."
Jared looked uncomfortable. Jensen replaced his grip on Jared's shoulder with
holding his hand. That uneasy tightening feeling from this mornings shower had
returned.
 
Jared pulled his hand away and gulped air down before he tried to speak again.
"I said, what if I didn't want to disappear from my follower." Dizziness made
him tip back a bit, so he had to catch himself on the book self behind him.
Jensen pulled Jared forward with hands on his hips.
 
"Still, why this section?"
 
Jared moved away from touch. "I like..." No, Jared thought to himself he wasn't
going to have this conversation with him, he'd just laugh. He inwardly scowled
at himself for letting it get this far. Obviously Jensen didn’t get that Jared
wasn't interest or at least he couldn't be.
 
Jensen backed a few steps back. "Hey man. I'm sorry I was being so forward.
Your just kinda dorky and cute, but I didn't mean to discomfort you."
 
"It's forgotten," Jared said without missing a beat.
 
Jensen knew it wasn't but he couldn't take what he did back. All he could do
was try to make it up to Jared. "You want to sit with me. I could buy you a
coffee and you could tell me why this is your hide out." Jared didn't show any
signs that he was going to move or talk. "Maybe a rain check?"
 
"No."
 
"Okay. Sorry." Jensen turned to walk and was surprised to feel his arm being
pulled back.
 
"You didn't let me finish. I would very much like to have coffee with you right
now."
 
"Really?" Jensen lightened up. "Oh, great!"
 
And Jared knew at that moment he was so far in the dog house he was back in
hell. Jensen smile unwavered the whole time he and Jared sat and talked. Yah
this was just great.
***** Chapter 5 *****
Chapter Notes
     First of I want to apologies for taking almost a month write this
     chapter .
     Anyways enjoy, I hope <3
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Chapter 5
Jared laughed, “Really? You can speak German.”
“Yah,” mumbled Jensen. “Ich kann Deutsch sprechen.” Jared laughed so hard the
coffee in his hands almost spilled. Jensen tried not to stare when Jared
laughed, but it was those damn dimples and that big goofy smile.
They had been meeting up for the last few weeks off and on every Tuesday and
Friday at the joined coffee shop and book store. Jensen most of times bought
their drinks and Jared tried not to feel bad that he couldn’t or well not
often.
Jensen must have been gazing at Jared longer than he thought because Jared was
waving his hands in front him, “Jensen buddy, anyone home?”
“Huh?” Jensen shook his head, trying to snap out it.
“Wow, what were you thinking about?”
This time Jensen turned bright red, “Uhm…”
“Oh… you were thinking about that,” Jared moved uncomfortable away from the
table and back on to his chair.
“Jare, it’s not like that. Remember I promised I’d make it up to you when you
had coffee with me the first time.” Jared didn’t seem convinced. “Jared, please
I didn’t want make you feel uncomfortable. You want to know what I was thinking
about.” Jared leaned in a bit and nodded his head. “I was thinking the man that
was sitting across from me has the damnest dimples and the goofiest smile.”
“Really?” Jared was doing that famous puppy eye look, his hair falling over his
eyes when he looked up at Jensen. His ‘really’ had sounded genuine. Fuck that
broke Jensen’s heart, how could anybody do anything to that sweet sweet man?
That thought made his blood boil under skin. “Whoa, Jensen. Now what were you
thinking about?” Jared had only seen that look on Lucifer when he had done
something wrong. Jared didn’t think he was doing anything wrong.
He had started to panic, when reassuring hands scooped up his monster hands.
‘Hey Jared, no it’s okay. I was thinking about work.”
Jared relaxed bit and fought the instinct to want to purr. Any time Jensen
touched him a kind gentle way he just wanted to be wrapped in a blanket of
Jensen’s warmth. “What is your work anyways, I sort of remember you telling me
it had long hours, but you never said what it was.”
Jensen pulled his hands away from Jared. Crap, what was he going to tell Jared?
That he was a NYPD cop? That would go over well. “I, Uhm, work at my brother’s
bar.”
“Really? That’s really cool; I’ve never been to a bar before. Wait you have a
brother?”
“Yah, Josh he is my older brother, but that’s not the point. You haven’t been
to a bar before, why?”
“I can’t. My master…”
“Master?”
Shit, thought Jared, he would so be in trouble for this. “Oh! Yah, where I work
the boss likes to be called Master, funny huh?”
Jensen mustered a small laugh, “Yah, funny. So I just had a thought.” Jared was
glad Jensen was changing the topic. “What if we went to my brother’s bar? I
could pick you up and we could have a drink?”
That sounded lovely to Jared he really wanted to do that but, “I can’t…”
“And why not?” Jensen sounded indigent.
“Like you, I have long work hours. I doubt my boss would be very happy with me
if I want out late.”
“It doesn’t have to be late, I could pick you up at 6 and we leave again at 8.”
Fuck it, thought Jared, he really wanted to go out with tall nice man. “Yah,
yah okay. But, I’ll meet you there.”
“Sounds prefect.” Jensen scribbled quickly on a napkin the address to the place
and put it into Jared’s hand. “It’s a date.” Jared’s eyes nearly bugged out of
his head at the words. “I mean only if you want it to be.”
Jared squeezed Jensen’s hands affectionately, “Yah we have a date.”
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As soon as Jared had politely excused himself from their coffee date or
whatever this was, Jensen hurriedly called his brother.
“Hey little brother, what’s up?” came the voice of the phone.
Jensen could hear the music that played in the bar, “Am I calling you at a bad
time?”
“Naw, just getting ready for tonight.”
“Doesn’t Ruby do that?”
Jensen heard on Josh’s voice that he was put onto speaker phone. “Yah, but the
bitch is unreliable.”
“So, why don’t you just fire her sorry ass?”
“I would, you know, but she has away with customers. She can just work them
over and bring in the big bucks. I would dare to say that she is almost as good
as you Jenny.” Jensen sighed when the faint sound of a glass shattering on the
floor broadcasted itself over the line. “Crap. Anyways it’s nice talking to you
and all, but why’d you call?”
“Actually, you kinda touched based on what I was going to ask.” Jensen knew
that if he was talking face to face with Josh, he’d be rolling his eyes. “Uhm,”
Jensen put a hand on the back of his neck, “Uhm I need a small favor. Actually,
the NYPD does…”
Another glass smashed to the ground, he winced at the sound. “Oh no, you don’t
ask me for that kind of favor. Last time…”
Jensen hated to beg or even grovel for things , however this was different.
“Please?” and before Josh could protests he quickly continued, “All you would
have to do is say that I work for you.”
The line went dead for long while and Jensen had feared that his older brother
had just hung up on him, “Fine, but only ‘cause it’s somewhat the truth. Is
that all you need me to do?”
“Actually, I’m going to meet a guy there. I’m on a case and I needed to think
of a cover story quickly and you just popped in my head.”
“Kinda like you popped through my front window?”
“About that, I’m still sorry that happened.”
“Yah, yah,” mumbled Josh. “I’ll do this for you, but your boss better reimburse
for any costs.”
Jensen smiled brightly at this, “Thank you Josh! And they will, I promise!”
“And for the two cup that just broke.”
“Yes, of course! I’ll be there around 6?” Jensen could have sworn that through
the grumble voice came an ‘I love you’, but he wasn’t sure.
He just shook his head as he dialed for work. “Hello NYPD Headquarters, this is
Misha speaking. How may I direct your call?”
“Hi yah Mish! Direct me to Bobby.”
“Coming right up Jensen,” said Misha sweetly.
“Mr. Ackles, this better be good. I was about to leave for a late lunch.”
“It is Mr. Singer. My under cover op, I’m going to get vital info tonight.”
Bobby didn’t even bother to sugar coat it, “You better have a plan Ackles, plus
when this goes sideways I’ll have your hide super glued to desk work for next
six weeks.”
“Yes, Sir, I understand.”
Bobby sighed at the sarcastic ass that was his friend could be, “What do you
need and how can I help you?”
“I’m going to need a recording device, I don’t need a team waiting out front,
but if tonight goes well I’ll need some bugs to plant around the place.”
“That is manageable. Come by and get your devices. And Jensen you’ve done the
department good.”
“Thank you Bobby.” The line dropped and Jensen was filled with guilt. He knew
he should feel pride in what he had accomplished in so little time, but he
couldn’t shake the feeling.
He was going to need a drink.
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Jared was all nerves. He had been looking through his closet for the last hour
hoping to find to prefect outfit for the prefect date on this perfect night,
with the most perfect guy over. Jared blushed at how many perfects seemed to be
gathering up just thinking about one guy. Ugh, he was never going to find
anything. He was about to give up all hope when a light knocking on his door
startled him from his thoughts. It could only be his sister behind the door.
He padded over to the door, opening it a crack. Megan crinkled her nose. “Jeez
Jared, what has you so worked up? I can smell from the stairs.”
Jared blushed and looked at his feet, “Nothing.”
“Bull shit, tell me.” Megan pushed the door open and pointed a finger so hard
at Jared’s nose it bent to the side a bit.
Jared quickly looked behind Megan and down the hallway and closed the door
after him. “You have to promise not to tell anyone.”
“Depends.” Megan squinted her eyes.
“I won’t tell you then.” Jared leaned forward to open the door again.
“Don’t get your baby blue panties in a twist. I won’t tell.”
Jared pulled Megan to couch and sat them down. “You remember how I was telling
you about this guy…”
“Yah? The guy from the book you’re reading…”
 
“Well, he isn’t a guy from my book. He is real and I’m having a date with him
tonight at a bar.” Jared didn’t even have a chance to breathe out relief from
finally being able to tell someone, before Megan slapped him hard in face and
one more time to smack that stupid shocked face gone.
“You are really dumb. Fuck, Jared how could you do something like this to us?”
Jared had known it wouldn’t go over well with little sister. Megan paced back
and forth, talking incoherently and swearing to herself, “You know this isn’t
as bad as it seems. I could take your place tonight and no one would ever have
to know. I would be just a stupid Omega girl who couldn’t control herself”
Jared stood up to stand next to her. He tentatively placed a hand on her
shoulder, she shook it right off. “Leave me alone, I need to think straight.”
“No, Megan you don’t have to do anything for me. I want to go on this date.”
“Jared, please be reasonable. We can fix this!”
“There is nothing to be fixed,” scowled Jared sourly. “And you know what, if
you aren’t going to be supportive just leave and don’t let the door hit you on
the way out.”
Jared turned to face the closet for the millionth time. He heard feet
retreating towards the door; the hinges softly creaked as it was opened as well
as the closed. Tears started to well up, he sniffed; he was not going to cry,
not when he was going on the most prefect date, on this most perfect night,
with the most perfect guy ever. He sniffed again and wiped his nose with the
back of his hand. At least he had Jensen.
This thought startled him. When had Jensen become this important to him? He
reopened the door to the closet; he flinched when he looked at his reflection.
He hated that he had bothered to look. His hair was too long, his eyes to big,
his smile was weirdly childish, and this was a good day for him. Damn it! Why
couldn’t this be easier? He slammed his fist on mirror that hung on the inside
of the door. Shattered fractals of glass went everywhere, covering his feet. He
rubbed away the tears in his eyes. I’m going to pull it together, he thought as
he straightened back up, tonight is going to be prefect.
Jared stiffened as slim arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him tightly.
He looked into the remaining mirror, his sister’s eyes meeting his, “Jare, do
you really like him?” Jared nodded numbly. “Well, than I recommend that you
wear that red and black flannel with that grey tight t-shirt, and those jeans;
they hug you in all the right places.”
The taller man turned slowly to face his sister. “Thank you,” he whispered as
he pulled her into a tighter hug.
“Yah, no problem bro. Now let me go, you big buffoon. You’re getting snot all
over my hair.” Megan wriggled to get out the grasp. “Jared…”
“Sorry, sorry. It’s just…”
“Hush up now and start changing. We still need to get your hair and make-up
done.” Jared shot her his best ‘bitch please face’ and she laughed. “Come on
you big girl get a move on.” She tweaked his ass as he turned back to the
closet and laughed once more as he squeaked.
Yah so, maybe Jared still had Megan to count on but at least tonight would
perfect.
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Jensen felt his entire body pulsate from anticipation. He fumbled as he zipped
up his leather jacket. Briefly he ran his fingers over his hair one last time
as he peered at his reflection. This will have to do, he thought to himself.
The lump in his throat reminded him of what needed to get done tonight. He had
gone to headquarters to pick up a few key important factors, the bugs and the
recording dive; all now hidden from view. There was a light curvature from
where the recording device was to be out of sight. Jared wouldn’t notice it if
he wasn’t looking for it. That pang of guilt slowly turned from a simmer to a
bubble. “No, I can do this,” he muttered as he bore holes into his own eyes.
“I’m doing this to make lives better,” His voice wavered and cracked. But he
knew the really reason why he was. No one needed to know that last part. Even
though he was alone he added the last part almost inaudibly, “And Jared’s
life.”
And this time his voice was strong.
Yes, Jensen could this, even if it was for the wrong reasons.
Chapter End Notes
     Btw: Ich kann Deutsch sprechen- I can speak German
***** Chapter 6 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Chapter 6
Jensen had made sure he was earlier at the bar than Jared. He nervously ate the
overly salted peanuts and he had talked with Josh as soon as he came about his
plan one more time. Jensen reminded him that all he had to do was tell Jared,
if he asked about his work here, that he worked here once in a while. At 6:30
Jensen started to get anxious. He twisted the ring on his finger, once
clockwise and then back the other way, over and over alternating this and
eating his food in front of him. “Had Jared decided to leave me hanging because
he figured out he I am a cop and that’s why isn’t showing,” Jensen thought this
all to himself. “Maybe I did something wrong.” That part hit him hard in the
stomach. “Or…Or maybe his boss… No I can’t think that way.” He shook his head
as he got up and brushed the peanut shell crumbs off his pants and walked to
the bathroom. He splashed cold water on his face, hoping that against all odds
the water would calm his racing heart. He felt like his was in middle school
waiting for his crush to show up. Jensen splashed more cold water, he couldn’t
think that way about Jared. Sure Jared still had that cute innocent look that
Jensen so desperately wanted to ruin over and over if he had the chance, but
that was not the plan. Jensen checked once more to see if the recording device
he had on him was turned on; it was. He looked one more time at himself before
walking out the bathroom.
What he saw as he left the bathroom had him growling in seconds, the Alpha
inside of him wanted to rip Ruby away from his… from Jared, who by the way
wasn’t looking so happy with the situation he was in. Jensen noted this as he
quickly he pulled himself together and headed to them in a brisk walk. When he
got there he stood so he was facing both of them. Jared seemed to be less tense
when he saw that Jensen appeared, but also wrecked with guilt. Those adorable
eyes seemed to be empty in comparison to this afternoon. “Ruby, so good of you
to watch over my date until I got here, but you can go now. Finish cleaning the
tables and maybe get some customers their drinks.”
“Jensen, darling you don’t work here anymore, so you can’t tell me what to do.”
Jared seemed puzzled at this, but Jensen didn’t even react, “Ah, well you see
Ruby, I do. When you can’t get your sorry ass to work on time I help Josh out.”
“But I thought you worked at…”
“No ‘buts’ Ruby, just go do what I said. And while you’re at it get Jared and
me my usual to drink.”
Ruby clenched her fists and she stormed off. Jensen turned to Jared, who seemed
to be close to tears. “I’m sorry,” was all Jared was able to say before a
hiccupped sob came out.
Jensen in an instant wrapped his arms around him, “Hey, ssh don’t be sorry. I
actually don’t know what you’re sorry for.”
Even though Jared didn’t want to, he pulled away from the hug; he looked guilty
and confused now. “Jensen I was late, so I made you wait for me. And then I let
that female alpha, Ruby, talk to me.” Jared hung his head, so that his bangs
covered his red eyes. “I would understand if you never wanted to see me again.”
Jared had gotten up from his chair as he felt a warm hand land on his shoulder;
he turned around to see a sorrow filled face. “Jare, please stay. I’m not mad
at you and definitely want to keep seeing you, if that’s alright.”
The depletedness in the Omegas’ eyes started to fade and his vibrant eye color
started to show again. “You still want to see me?”
”Yes Jared, very much, so can we sit down and have our drinks. I want to enjoy
the time we have left.” Jared let himself be sate down.
They talked a lot and Jared drank even more. Josh swung by when he could,
Jensen introduced the two of them to each other and Jared seemed to like Josh
enough to where he smiled sometimes when Josh made jokes or talked about Jensen
and him growing up.
By the end of the evening Jared was starting to let his walls come down, “You
know Ruby is a scary Alpha, but you’re a nice one. So sweet and kind to me,”
Jared blushed as he said that. He hadn’t planned on saying that, however the
liquor in his system made him say things he didn’t want to. “Plus you wouldn’t
hurt me like mast… like my boss does.” Jared looked into his empty cup.
“Your boss hurts you?” This new information perked Jensen attention.
Jared didn’t look up, “Yah, but only when I come home smelling like another
Alpha or if screwed up. And even when I didn’t do anything it’s cause I’m an
Omega and I must respect my Alpha’s decisions.” That part sounded rehearsed and
it became quiet between them even with the music playing and the growing number
of customers making noise. “But some of the time he is nice to me, he lets me
go outside.” This time Jared did look up at Jensen, “You have really really
pretty eyes and such a nice face, can I pet it?” Before Jensen could reply
Jared’s hands were on his face stroking it sloppily.
Jensen laughed in spite of himself, “Come on Jare, it’s way past 8o’clock, time
to go home. Did you take a taxi or drive here?”
“No silly, I walked.”
“Wait you walked, but that’s at least a 7mile walk from the café.”
“Doesn’t matter wanted to see you and your awesome hair. Wait did I just say
that out loud?”
“Okay, you’re drunk and I’m not letting you walk home, so I’m driving you
okay?”
‘Okay, but you can’t tell anyone where I live,” Jared speech was slurred almost
to the point where he couldn’t speak.
“I won’t Jare.” Jensen hated that he had to lie, but it was part of the job. He
helped Jared out of his chair and through the crowded mess. Before Jared fell
asleep in the car he told Jensen where he lived and he put it into his GPS.
Jensen didn’t want to stare at Jared while he slept but he looked so at peace,
Jensen couldn’t help but move some of his bangs to behind his ear. The drive
didn’t take long and soon he was in front of Devils Trap. He honestly didn’t
want to wake Jared up, however he had to. He gentle stroked Jared’s face, until
he woke.
Jared blinked dreamily and his long eye lashed fluttered open. “Hey Jare we are
here. Do you need help getting inside?”
Jared wanted to say no but, “Yesh can you?”
Jensen sighed with relief, “Sure. Here let me help you out of the car.”
Jared swayed a bit as he and Jensen made it to the door. “You’re gonna need a
password to open the door at this time of night.” Jared tried to put in the
password but his fingers kept missing the key pad.
“Jared how about you tell me it, that way I can put it in.”
“That’s a great idea. Jensen you are full of boundless ideas.” Jared leaned
down so he could whisper in Jensen ear, “The password is 666.” Jared’s head
slouched against Jensen’s shoulder and neck; the warm breath tickled. Jensen
tried to concentrate, but it was hard to. Jared’s smell was intoxicating and
his hands were caressing Jensen’s back and it felt as if Jared wanted to kiss
his neck, but always pulled away before he did. Eventually he pressed the
numbers in. The door buzzed open and he walked in with Jared.
“My room is at the top of the stairs,” Jared mumbled. The walk up the stairs
was challenging to say the least. When they reached Jared’s door it was locked
as well. “You need the key card, it’s in my back pocket, but I can’t seem to
get my arms to work, can you get it?” Jared giggled at that.
“Ssshh Jared not so loud.” But Jensen reached in to the pocket anyways, trying
to just feel for the key, but ending up touching Jared’s ass anyways. Jared
pressed into the touch. Jensen groaned, “No Jared, not right now.” Jensen
swiped the key card and maneuvered them inside. He didn’t bother to turn on the
lights; the outside seemed to illuminate the room anyways. Carefully he placed
a sleepy Jared on the couch. “Night Jare, don’t let the bed bugs bite.” He
placed a soft kiss on Jared’s temple and turned to look around the place. He
felt someone reach for his hips. He turned to see Jared look up at him with the
most serious face he could muster.
“Wait don’t go, I haven’t thanked you for tonight yet.” Jared rolled of the
couch and onto his knees.
“Jared that’s not necessary.”
“Oh, but it isss. You paid for my drinks and drove me home,” Jared started to
fumble with Jensen’s belt buckle.
“Really Jare, it’s okay.” Last thing Jensen needed was for Jared to see the
recording device he had underneath.
Jared didn’t seem convinced, just confused in why Jensen was turning him down.
He tried a different approach, he nuzzled Jensen’s crotch hoping for him to say
yes, but he only stopped Jared again. “I really don’t want you to. How about I
tuck you into bed and the next time we go out you can pay for it.”
“Okay,” was Jared could say before he was lead to his bed and tucked in.
“Do you need anything else, Jare?”
“Yes, can you cuddle with me.”
Jensen wanted to say no, but as he looked down and saw this adorable puppy of a
guy look up at him he couldn’t help but say yes. He lay next to Jared until his
breathing became even and Jared was asleep.
Slowly he crept out of the bed and glanced at his watch. It was 1 o’clock and
he still had to finish plan B of operation for the night. He wanted to look one
more time at Jared, yet he knew it wouldn’t be wise to do so. By the time he
done planting bugs around the house it was close to 1:30. On a last minute
thought he wrote Jared a note, he didn’t want Jared to wake up a not know why
he left.
“Morning Jared,
Sorry for leaving so early, but last minute family thing came up. I left my
cell at the bottom of the page. Call or txt me whenever.
Hope to see you soon,
Jensen
1(818) 356-2712
Jensen quietly closed the door behind him as he left Jared’s room and shuffled
down the stairs and to his car. Unaware of the camera that was out front Devils
Trap and that Lucifer had watched the whole thing.
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