Okay this is my first attempt at a Multi-chapter fan-fic. Please review and give constructive criticism. I live for the validation, so help me out.

Disclaimer: Sam, Dean, Jared, Jensen, etc. do not belong to me. I wish they did, but they don't. Just want to be clear: I am a huge Danneel Ackles fan and I bet she is an absolutely wonderful person.

Warnings: Danneel bashing, OC romance, spousal abuse, graphic torture, and sexual content.

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He paced back and forth across the motel room. His agitation obviously growing with each step.

"And what exactly is it that you're trying to prove huh? You think that just because one single monster fought on our side and saved our lives then that means every supernatural creature in the world has our backs? Well? Sam do ya?"

"No Dean! You know that's not true!" Sam jumped up from his seat at the table and came right up to Dean. "I just think that…well…ummm…I…uhhh? Line!"

"CUT!"

Jared wiped a hand down his face to get some of the excess sweat from his eyes. He glanced around the set to see some of the set designers running around fixing the little things that get messed up between takes and the script supervisor walking over to Bob Singer with a concerned look on her face. Jensen came over and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Jared you doing okay, man? That's like the millionth line you've forgot today. Is everything okay?" Jared looked at the honest concern on Jensen's face. He smiled at him. It was amazing! After eight seasons of Supernatural he and Jensen were as close as the brother's they portrayed. He felt truly lucky and honored to have such a great friend that was so obviously concerned for his well-being.

"Yeah man I'm good." He said with a smile that felt fake even to him and Jensen had to see right through.

"Bullshit Jared. What's going on with you today?"

Jared sighed. He knew Jensen wasn't gonna give this up till he told him. The problem was that if Jared told him he might just lose everything that he had just been thank God for. 'Ugh when did my life get this complicated' Jared thought. He looked at Jensen's honest and open face and sighed again.

"Look man, could we maybe talk about this later?"

"Hey what's wrong are you okay?" Jensen was clearly worried now. Crap.

"We just need to talk okay? How about we go to dinner after we rap today? I have some stuff I need to tell you." Jared internally winced. This day sucks!

"Sure Jare. I'll call Danneel on the next break and let her know."

Jared shifted, suddenly uncomfortable hearing that. "Yeah, sure man. That…uhh…sounds good."

"Dude seriously are you alright?" Jensen said giving him a skeptical look.

"That's just what I was gonna ask." Bob Singer said as he walked up to the boys.

"Yeah I'm good. Just tired ya know? Gen and I have been getting up a lot at night with the baby being sick the past week and everything. We haven't been getting a lot of sleep at all. But he's feeling better now so things should be getting back to normal. I'm real sorry Bob It's just been a really hard week" Jared says sheepishly. He avoids looking at Jensen throughout his little story knowing that if he looks that his lies he is spinning will unravel. With his eyes locked on Bob's he delivers the lie and hopes that Jensen will keep quiet and let this little deception go till they can talk later. Besides it's not entirely untrue. His son was sick last week but it was really just a 24hour bug. What has really been keeping him up at night is the exact thing that he needs to talk to Jensen about. Genevieve had told him yesterday that he needed to sit and talk to Jensen or she was going to make him sleep on the couch from now on. That was really what was on his mind today. Not the sleeping on the couch part, he knew she would never go through with it because she loved snuggling with him too much, but the fact that he really did need to sit down and tell Jensen the truth. That was enough to induce some serious nightmares.

Bob Singer nodded at the lie and seemed to be completely taken in. Then he smiled conspiratorially. "Oh boy do I remember those days. Well why don't we take 45 and give you a chance to get your head back in the game and then while start from where we just left off. You two head over to the chairs and run your lines with Patti because she's a little concerned about the flow of the script with all the hiccups we've been having today."

"Uh…sure yeah just give me, like, five minutes and I'll meet you guys over there. 'K?"

"Sure Jare." Jensen said. "I just gotta make a quick call and I'll be right over." Jensen walked away and pulled out his cell to call his wife. Jared knew that Danneel wouldn't be happy, but that Jensen would find a way to make it up to her. The thought made his blood boil. 'What am I gonna do!' He raved inside his own mind.

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Jared sat at the table and tapped his finger impatiently. 'Good God what is taking that man?' Jared thought as he tapped out the melody to Sandman yet again on the table. He and Jensen were supposed to meet at the restaurant half an hour ago. He glanced up at the bell that signaled the arrival of one more patron to the restaurant and was surprised to see his friend standing there with his Ray-bans on. Jensen spoke quietly with the maître de for a moment and was led to Jared's table. Jared stood as Jensen came towards him. He noticed that Jensen held his left arm close to his body and seemed careful not to move it much while still looking his casual confident self.

"Dude where were you? You're a half hour late!" Jared said mockingly. He was trying to cover the real concern that was building as Jensen walked closer to him.

"Here you are sir." The maître de said, then he bowed slightly to walk away. Jensen came up to his chair at the table and smiled at Jared. If Jared didn't know him better he would say there was nothing wrong with Jensen, but he did know Jensen better and he could see there was something going on behind those dark glasses. Speaking of which…

"And dude what's up with the glasses? It's like 8 o'clock at night."

"Sorry I'm late." Jensen said as he pulled out his chair with his right arm and maneuvered his body into the chair without using his left at all. "Danneel wanted to talk to me for a bit before I left and I guess we just lost track of time." Jensen smiled at him winningly.

"Uh…sure man. But why didn't you just call or something, to let me know you were gonna be late? I thought you weren't coming for a minute there." Jared asked making a mental note that Jensen had avoided the sunglasses question.

"Hey! You said you wanted to talk to me so here I am. I wouldn't do that to you man you're my best friend. Things kinda just slipped my mind ya know? Sorry about a makin you worry though. So anyway…what's going on with you? Tell me why you've been so off the past couple of days." Jensen said.

Jared leveled Jensen with a look that said he clearly did not appreciate the subject change. But before he could say anything about it the waitress walked up and asked for their orders. They had eaten here plenty of times, mostly for the fact that the staff and customers were rather discreet and didn't flood them with questions for pictures and autographs, so they already knew what they wanted without even opening the menus. The waitress walked away and Jared sat for a moment contemplating the dinnerware in front of him. 'Well here it goes' he thought and then looked up at Jensen.

"Alright, Jensen this is really important and I know you're gonna be upset when I tell you what I'm about to say, but I need you to keep an open mind and hear me out okay?" Jared paused waiting for Jensen's response. If Jensen refused to hear him out then he knew that he would lose his best friend forever. He watched as Jensen looked at him from behind his Ray-bans. Slowly Jensen nodded suddenly aware that this conversation might be a lot heavier then he originally thought.

"Yeah, Jare. I'll hear you out. Go ahead."

"Okay, well, it started about three months ago. Gen had gone to visit her parents with the baby and I was at home for the weekend alone. I was just doing some stuff around the house and the door-bell started ringing. I went to answer it and…umm…well…ugh damn it!" Jared stumbled.

"Who was there Jared?" Jensen said. Though, suddenly he didn't want to know.

"It was Danneel, Jensen. She came over and asked to come inside. Said she wanted to talk to me for a minute. I figured we had talked a million times since you guys started going out, so it was no big deal. To be honest it didn't even occur to me why she would be there alone. I just figured she is my best friend's wife, I guess that makes her my friend too by osmosis or something, I don't know. We went inside and she came up to me and started rubbing her hands on my chest. I asked her what she was doing and she said she always thought her and I would be great together and…well…see…she…ugh! Jensen I can't do this look she propositioned me okay? She kept telling me that we would be great together and that no one would have to know. She wouldn't tell you or Gen and her and I could be together like she always wanted. I didn't know what to do Jen! She said she always dreamed about her and I together and I was just floored Jensen. I told her that I would never betray you or my wife like that and I asked her what the hell she was thinking. She told me that she was miserable in her marriage, but she wouldn't divorce you because it would look bad. So she figured she and I could get together on the side and no one would have to know. She started taking off her clothes, man! I didn't touch her though! I swear Jen you have to believe me. I didn't want it and I never led her on, she just tried to jump me and I basically ran out of the kitchen into the garage and drove away. I called Cliff and had him meet up with me. I was scared. I had no idea what happened and I was afraid you would think that I led her on or something. Man, you have to know I would never do that to you! You're my best friend I could never hurt you like that! Plus I am happily married to Gen and I would never cheat on her! Jensen please tell me you believe me! I've been so worried about telling you this that I haven't been able to sleep at night and Gen told me that I needed to tell you because you have a right to know what your wife did. Just please tell me you believe me, man!" Jared was out of breath from rushing his story out and sat there staring at his reflection in the Ray-bans that were still hiding Jensen's eyes. Jensen didn't move throughout his entire narrative and suddenly Jared was worried he did the wrong thing in telling Jensen of his wife's betrayal.

Jensen put his right hand on the table and let out a sigh. He looked down at his hand as his thumb rubbed the flat part of his fork, while his right hand stayed unmoving in his lap. Finally he tilted his head back up to look at Jared through his glasses. "I believe you." Jensen said so quiet Jared thought he might have misheard it.

"You do?" Jared queried

"Yeah I do Jare. Danneel and I have been having some problems recently and you're not the first person to tell me my wife hasn't been exactly faithful, though you are the closest person to me that she's tried it with. Things just haven't been the same recently and I know she wants out, but a divorce would really hurt her career right now and I'm not gonna do that to her because I love her and I wouldn't want to hurt her like that. I really do appreciate you being honest with me Jared and I am really sorry that that happened to you." Jensen looked down at his hand again. His quiet admission hanging in the air between the men.

"Wait I'm confused. If I'm not the only one she's done this to then why haven't you said anything to her? Why haven't you told her that she's hurting you by behaving this way?"

"I have. But, it seems that I can't dissuade her from acting the way she wants to so why fight about it?" Jensen replied.

"But Jensen, you have a right to be happy too! It's obvious that this upsets you, and you shouldn't have to put up with it." Jared argued.

"Look Jared you just don't understand. It's not that simple." Jensen said as he brought his right hand down into his lap and pulled his left arm a little closer to himself. Finally it clicked for Jared and he saw red. He mustered all of his acting skills together to school his voice into some semblance of calm as he said…

"Jensen take the glasses off."

Jensen's head snapped to Jared's face at the roiling anger he could hear beneath the surface of Jared's voice. He brought his right hand up and took the glasses off. Jared took in a sharp breath. Jensen's right eye was surrounded by purple and black discoloration and there were three scratches on the bridged of his nose right where the Ray-bans had sat. But, it was the look of pain and misery pouring out of his friend's eyes that made Jared's heart clench. All he wanted to do was grab Jensen in a hug and pour the strength from his own body into Jensen's, despite how unmanly that sounded even in his own head. Now Jared schooled his voice to try to keep the pain out of it as he said…

"Is your arm broken?"

Jensen glanced down at his left arm without even being provoked. He knew by the weak mask Jared had on that lying at this point would be fruitless and just delay the inevitable. He moved his left arm a little and didn't even try to stop the wince of pain the movement caused.

"No, I don't think so. The elbow dislocated, I was able to pop it back in." Jensen said in a quiet voice.

"She did this." It was a statement not a question. Jared already knew it was true. Whether Jensen would admit it or not was the issue.

Jensen looked up at him, but not in the eye, and said, "yes".

Jared stood up suddenly and moved to Jensen's side of the table. Jensen looked up at him frightened for just moment before he masked his fear with confusion.

"Jare, what are y—"

"Get up." Jared lightly grabbed Jensen's arm and helped him to stand. He picked the Ray-bans off the table and handed them to Jensen to replace on his face. "We're leaving." Jared stated then strode out of the restaurant convinced Jensen would follow. He heard the bell ring behind him and turned to see Jensen walking toward him away from the building with a confused look on his face.

"Jared, where are we going?" Jensen asked as he followed Jared to his car.

"We are going back to my house, where you are going to stay this weekend until we can get this disaster figured out." Jared said as he unlocked and opened the door of his mustang so that Jensen could get in easier. "And, we are going to call someone to come take a look at your arm as soon as we get there so that you can have it treated properly."

"Jared, I don't need to stay at your house this weekend. I have my own house." Jensen felt the need to point out.

"Jen, you are obviously in pain and there is a serious problem going on in your marriage. As your best friend it is my duty to help you and protect you. You may not want my help but you've got it now. So we are going to go back to my place, take care of you, and then deal with your wife, in that order okay?" Jared finally asked. Jensen looked at Jared, and then his car, then looked at his own car, and then finally looked back at Jared.

"I'll call Cliff and tell him you're staying at my place and to pick up your car when he gets a chance." Jared said. Jensen just continued to look at him for a moment and then moved forward and sat down awkwardly in the seat, while trying not to bump his injured arm. Jared closed the door and walked around to the other side. Before he got in he stared at the roof of his midnight blue mustang and wondered, 'What am I going to do?' Then he opened the door and got in.

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