Return To Brokeback: An Alternate Ending Chapter 1: A Second Chance, a brokeback mountain fanfic

Return to Brokeback: An Alternate Ending

Ennis loves Jack.

Ennis is married to Alma.

Jack loves Ennis.

Jack will stop at nothing to get him back.

Author's Note: There's a few things you should know about this story. It's set the summer after Jack and Ennis' first summer on the mountain. Joe Aguirre never saw the two "stemming the rose." Also, Alma is not pregnant, nor has she and Ennis had any children. Ennis and Jack did have the fight before they left.

Rating: M – for language, sexual content, and future violent themes

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters originally used in the movie, they are the property of those who created them.

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Chapter One

A Second Chance

-Signal, Wyoming-

-Summer, 1964-

Jack could not describe what was he was feeling. It was a tingled mix of excitement and fear. His fingers were cold, his face warm, and his entire body was tingling with anticipation. As he drove to hard-ass Joe Aguirre's trailer office, he only hoped one thing: that Ennis Del Mar would be sitting inside the office waiting to be given a job.

Once he pulled his black pick-up truck into the parking lot in front of Aguirre's office he spotted Aguirre's truck and another old pick-up he did not recognize. In the driver's seat sat a dark-haired woman, not outstandingly gorgeous in any way but with a classic girl-next-door beauty. She was homely woman; Jack could only wonder why she was there. As he stepped out of his truck he tipped his hat to her. She smiled and waved in return just as he stepped into Aguirre's trailer.

Jack's heart nearly jumped out of his chest when he saw Ennis leaning against the wall inside. Aguirre nodded to Jack and rose from his desk. Ennis looked back and gave Jack only a one second glance before returning his eyes to Aguirre.

"Okay, boys," Aguirre began, running his hand over his bald spot, "you two didn't do as good as I thought you would last summer. I had a 20 percent loss. I'm going to give ya'll a second chance, because I think that you might be able do better. Rules are same as last year, and just remember that you're lucky I'm giving you a second chance."

Jack shook his head slightly; Aguirre was still the self-righteous git he had always been.

"Yes sir," Ennis nodded.

"Well get to it," Aguirre eyed the two of them, "We'll be counting, roping, and branding the sheep in two hours. I recommend you nab a little bit of rest before that."

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Jack and Ennis stepped outside of the trailer and were welcomed by a bright sun, clear sky, and by the woman in the truck rushing up to Ennis to hug him.

"Did he give you the job?" she asked Ennis, taking both of his hands into hers. Jack raised an eyebrow at this motion, and immediately knew who this woman was.

"Yeah, Alma, he did." Ennis replied in his usual short worded way.

Alma smiled, "Who's your friend?"

"Jack Twist," Jack introduced himself and shook her hand, "pleased to meet you ma'am. I heard a lot about you last summer."

Ennis eyed Jack, noting his jealous tone. Alma merely smiled and nodded, "Well, that sure is always nice to hear. I'm Alma Del Mar. Can you make sure to take care of my husband up there? I want him back in one piece."

"Will do ma'am," Jack nodded and cocked his eyes at Ennis, "but if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go sit in my truck for a moment before we have to head out."

Jack was extremely well mannered, something Ennis did not know exactly how to take. He could be extremely angry, or could not care at all. Either way, Ennis knew there would be many issues to deal with between the two of them before things could run smoothly once again.

"Well," Alma said as Jack walked off, "I guess this is it." A tear began to form underneath her eye.

"It's only a few months," Ennis assured her, "and the pay's real good. We'll be able to get a place of our own after this, no more renting. I love you."

Alma nodded and hugged her husband, "I love you. You be careful now."

Ennis nodded and Alma turned to go to the truck. She waved goodbye through the windshield as she started the old Chevrolet. Once she pulled out and was well off down the road, Ennis glanced over to Jack's truck. Jack was staring off into the distance, opposite Ennis' direction.

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Jack was actually surprised when Ennis hopped into the passenger seat of his truck. Even more surprised when Ennis wasted no time in starting conversation.

"Mind if I sit down?" Ennis questioned.

Do I have a choice, Jack thought. "Nope."

Ennis nodded, "I see you decided to come back, good choice."

I came back for you, too bad it ain't the same way around, Jack thought. "Yep."

Ennis nodded again, "It's a little obvious that you're not happy right now."

How'd you guess? "Yep," Jack replied as he glared out of the windshield, avoiding Ennis' glance.

Ennis nodded yet again, the repetition in the conversation being a bit too much for him to handle, "I can leave if you want."

Jack said nothing; he just kept his piercing glare fixed through the windshield.

Ennis sighed and opened the door to the truck.

"Don't," Jack finally spoke, "don't go."

Ennis nodded and shut the door once more. He took in a 360 degree glance of the outside to be sure no one was in sight. He placed his hand over Jack's, which was resting on the seat of the truck.

"I do believe you send out more mixed signals that a fucked up radio tower," Jack turned and eyed Ennis, the two locking gazes.

"I don't know what you mean," Ennis broke the glance and looked down at their hands.

"Oh," Jack nodded, "so by coming back you didn't mean that you were still interested in me, and by getting married you didn't mean that you weren't."

Ennis shook his head, "I never said such a thing, in either case."

"The fact is that you never said anything," Jack sighed, "I always did the talking and the thinking, you always seemed to take everything as it came."

"Planning ahead wouldn't have made anything turn out different," Ennis protested, "what happens happens, and what don't don't."

Jack shook his head, "Whatever you say, Ennis. Goddammit, did last summer mean nothing to you? We had something back then, and then we end it in a joke wrestle turned real where you give me a black eye and not a word of explanation? That's bullshit Ennis, and you know it."

"What do you want me to say? Sorry?" Ennis eyed the young rodeo cowboy, "Well I am; I regretted hitting you everyday. My biggest fear was that you wouldn't be here now."

"Good way of showing it," Jack nodded to himself, "getting married and all."

"What did you expect me to do?"

"I don't know."

"Then why are we fighting?"

"I didn't know we were."

"Bullshit boy," Ennis eyed Jack, "I'm tired of us arguing. We didn't even say hey. This isn't how I pictured us meeting again."

"And what did you picture?" Jack eyed Ennis. He just looked down to the floorboard, not speaking a word. "Jesus Christ, Ennis, would it kill you to say something?"

"I don't know what to say!" Ennis exclaimed.

"How about you say that you were looking forward to the two of us being together again?" Jack glanced around to be sure no one was in eyesight, an assurance the two of them needed on a regular basis. When he was sure no one could see the two of them he turned to Ennis and scooted closer to him. Their legs touched in the small truck, Jack putting one of his hands on Ennis' shoulder and the other squeezing Ennis' thigh. "How about that you missed me so much everyday that you couldn't do anything without being reminded of me? Because that's how I felt about you. There wasn't a day that I didn't think about how you smelled, how you smiled, how you felt. How about you tell me you thought we'd meet up again and not even fear of being seen by Aguirre would keep us off of one another, at least for a moment? Because I did."

Ennis looked down and then back up at Jack. He glanced over Jack's shoulder at Aguirre's trailer. All of the blinds were let down and the door was shut. With that he leaned in and pressed his lips against Jack's. His tongue slipped out of his mouth and into Jack's with ease. The two tongues wrestled for a moment before Jack trailed his hand down Ennis' torso. He grasped Ennis' crotch through his pants and kept kissing him. The two began to breathe heavily even though they had only been kissing for a moment. Ennis was the one to break the kiss.

"I'm sorry bud," he said, "for everything. I did miss you, everyday. Please, don't be mad at me." He looked up to stare Jack in the eyes only to find Jack looking at him through star-struck eyes.

The moment resembled that of a night almost a year ago, the night after they made love for the first time.

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-Brokeback Mountain-

-Summer, 1963-

"If you've got a fucking problem then don't talk to me! Its faggots like you that make life complicated!"

Ennis' harsh words echoed in Jack's ears as he sat shirtless in the tent. The night before, he and Ennis had shared an amazing night together in that same tent. Tonight, however, Ennis sat out by the campfire, slightly drunk, while Jack stared blankly above him relaying the fight he and Ennis had not fifteen minutes before.

They had shared only a few words earlier that evening. In a few short sentences, the two assured one another that neither of them were queer and that their night together was a one-time thing to be kept secret between the two of them. Jack had thought that would be the end of it, until Ennis began drinking whisky later that night.

"You might want to slow down, bud," Jack had said, "we all know where too much whisky puts you."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Ennis glared at Jack because of his words.

"I didn't mean nothing by it," Jack sighed, "just saying."

"Just saying that I'm an alcoholic," Ennis threw an empty bottle into the fire, "just saying that liquor turns me queer."

"I didn't say that," Jack eyed Ennis, "don't be putting no words in my mouth."

"I'm just saying what you're scared to admit you're thinking," Ennis opened a new bottle and began sipping.

"You're drunk," Jack shook his head.

"And you're hoping we end up the same way we ended up last night," Ennis crossed his arms, drunkenly content with himself.

"So what!?" Jack turned, finally snapping on Ennis, "You have your dick in me for one night and you think you know everything about me!?"

"If you've got a fucking problem then don't talk to me! Its faggots like you that make life complicated!"

Jack shut his eyes and shook his head. He did not want Ennis to be so angry at him, but then again he had reason to be angry. Jack knew that he wanted Ennis long before he made a move, and Jack took his first shot at having what he wanted. Maybe Ennis was still drunk that early morning when they had sex, maybe it was Jack's fault that it happened. What was worse in Jack's mind was the thought he would never have another chance with Ennis.

When he opened his eyes, Ennis was sitting at the open flaps of the tent.

After the two stared each other down for a moment, Jack rose and sat up next to Ennis. He wrapped him in his arms, Ennis breathing heavily onto his neck.

"I'm sorry," he choked out, "for what I said."

"It's alright," Jack whispered into his ear as he pulled him back to lie down. He and Ennis laid together for a moment before Ennis opened his eyes and looked at Jack. He leaned in and started a kiss between them.

The passion flaring between the two was enough to heat both of them for the rest of the night. They pressed their bodies together, their hands freely exploring one another, until Jack pushed Ennis onto his back and straddled him He leaned down and began to kiss him again as he worked the slightly drunk cowboy's shirt off. Within the next few moments both were completely nude and grinding on one another in a heated foreplay.

After a few moments, Ennis was once again inside of Jack, a feeling that plunged both of them into ecstasy. However, this time Jack was not bent over with Ennis ramming him from behind. This time, they were staring one another in the eyes, knowing that something more was between them than just physical attraction. This time it was not just a hook-up, this time it was personal.

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-Signal, Wyoming-

-Summer, 1964-

When Aguirre exited his trailer, Jack and Ennis were sitting on the tailgate of Jack's truck. Both were talking, their words audible from the rancher's door. The two were laughing, especially Jack, who was never one to keep his conversations quiet, at least his public ones. Aguirre wasted no time in approaching the two of them.

"I hope you boys are ready to work," Aguirre began, "your summer's about to start."

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