Disclaimer: They do not belong to me! The only one that does is Stephinie Irwin and her music! All of that is mine and I wrote it, but everybody else belongs to themselves.

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

Author's Note: Okay so sorry this took so long, I wanted to see what kind of response I would get for the first chapter. And by the way….YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME! You're so encouraging and it made me really happy to wake up on my birthday on Monday to see a bunch of your awesome reviews. So I really appreciate everyone's support especially: starfire Wylde, RogueStorm84, Ceruleanskyys, allmusic1, Souless666, Angelyn, and deb167! And to those who read in silence…THANK YOU as well! Well here we go!

Chapter 2:

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'Holy crap its quiet,' Jensen mused as they sped down the dark streets. He looked around in the limited space of the car and wondered again how it was that Jared ended up with the sports car when Jensen was the one who drove the impala and had the thing for classic sporty cars. He sighed quietly and risked a glance at Jared. His entire body was ridged and his hands were white knuckling the steering wheel. Even in the poor light shining intermittently through the windshield he could see the tension in Jared's body and he could feel the anger rolling off him in waves. 'This is gonna be fun' Jensen thought. He knew Jared well after all the years they had been friends and knew that when Jared was scared or confused he reacted with anger. It was a gut reaction that most men raised in the south had. He knew that after they sat down and talked for a little bit that Jared would relax and look at things rationally, but right now getting in his way would result in a broken nose…well more of a broken nose anyway.

Jensen tried to wiggle his nose a little bit to see how bad it was but all he got for his trouble was a face full of pain. He winced and wiggled in the seat trying to get the pain to abate, which of course just flared up the pain in his arm. He tried his hardest to stifle that groan that sprang to his lips, but a little must have slipped out because suddenly the tension in Jared's body was redirected to Jensen's direction and Jared turned his head as much as he could, while still keeping an eye on the road, to shoot a worried glance at him.

"I'm okay." Jensen immediately said to placate Jared's obvious distress.

"No, you're not." Jared stated as he turned his body back to the road. His posture was once again ridged.

"Yes I am Jare. I'm a little beat up but I'm gonna be okay man. I know you're worried and upset but you need to relax. It's not good for you to be this stressed. Everything is gonna be—"

"NO! It's not gonna be fine or okay or anything like that! Jensen don't you understand. For months I've hidden this from you thinking I was protecting you! It was killing me inside! And then I find out that you not only know, but you were just gonna lie down and take it while she cheats on you and abuses you! No! That's not okay. That's not fine, Jensen. If I had just told you when it happened none of this would have happened!" Jared roared his foot slowly pushing the accelerator down urging the mustang faster.

"Jared you don't know that." Jensen said reasonably. He was trying to be careful and calm with Jared knowing that one misplaced world might just send him over the edge.

"Jensen you really think this would have happened if I had just had the fucking balls to tell you in the first place?" Jared asked.

"Well we'll never know what would have happened. I mean this is the first time it got to the point of showing somewhere obvious, and that's partially my fault." Jensen confided.

"What do you mean 'your fault'?" Jared said not liking Jensen's subdued tone.

"Well I should know by now that it goes by a lot easier if I just let her get it out and do what she wants. Most of the time, she stays away from my face since there are a lot of people who have to look at it. Its most thighs and around my head. Occasionally she'll have a bad day or something and it'll be the arms or the back. But, tonight she was really upset about me having dinner with you, which I guess was because she was worried you were gonna tell me, and she went a little overboard. It's really not as bad as it looks Jared."

"How long?" Jared said in a monotone.

"Don't ask questions you don't want the answer to Jared." Jensen was suddenly cold. Anyone else might have thought Jensen was shutting Jared out, but Jared knew that he was just trying to protect whatever pride he felt he had left.

"I asked how long Jensen." Jared said with a little more compassion. He didn't want Jensen to close off and knew that if he kept pushing his anger that Jensen would stop this massive "chick-flick". It was times like this that he was glad that they weren't actually their characters because there was NO way that Sam and Dean would have a conversation like this.

"About three years." Jensen said quietly, realizing it was pointless to keep fighting. He winced at the sharp intake of breath that felt like a physical blow.

"Jen you've only been married 2 years!" Jared almost shouted.

"Well I assumed you were asking how long she has been this way and that's three years. The…umm…other stuff started about two months after we got married."

"So she was cheating on you before you even got married? And you still married her? What the fuck Jensen?" This time Jared did shout. He was astonished. He thought that Jensen had more self-worth and pride then that, but the bruises and wince inducing movements obviously proved him wrong.

"No Jared she wasn't cheating on me then, and that's not what I mean. I meant this distance. When I proposed to her in 2009 I was really in love with her Jared and I think she was in love with me at the time, though now I am beginning to think that she was in love with the idea of marriage and the boost that would bring to her career. I don't know man." Jensen sighed. He was so tired of the pretending, hiding, and pain. It was just too much now. He didn't realize he'd spoken aloud until Jared answered the unasked question.

"Well you don't have to hide anymore, Jen. I'm here for you man, and I am gonna do everything I can to help you through this." Jared said as he pulled up in his driveway. He turned the car off, and then turned his body to Jensen. He put his hand on Jensen's shoulder careful of the area around his elbow. "I promise Jensen, I'm going to help you."

Jensen smiled weakly at him, then looked down and said quietly, "I know Jare, and thank you."

Jared took a fortifying breath and began to get out of the car. He went around the nose and helped Jensen out, then locked the doors and turned towards his house. He stopped dead and just stared at it for a moment. Jensen came up next to him and studied his face. If he didn't know better he's say Jared looked scared. But, that's ridiculous! This was his house!

"Jare? You okay buddy?" Jensen said drawing Jared's eyes from his house to his face.

"Uhh…yeah man. I'm good let's go." Jared starts walking forward toward the back door of his house so that he wouldn't have to worry about moving the big wooden door in the front of his house that he was convince Gen had purchased to test his strength.

"So why do you look like you just saw the yellow eyed demon in real life?" Jensen quipped as they walked up to the back door.

Jared snorted. Leave it to Jensen to break the awkward tension with just a couple of words. "I'm just worried about Gen." He said as he looked at Jensen.

"Why?" Jensen asked. 'Okay now I'm confused!' He thought.

"Come on man!" Jared exclaimed exasperated. "You do realize that when she finds out about this she is gonna mother hen you to death right? And then when she is sure your good and deep in the nest she is gonna go over and slit your wife's throat! She adores you Jensen you two have inside jokes that even I don't understand anymore. This is gonna be like telling the Godfather you raped his daughter and spitting his face!" Jared said heatedly. He swiped his hair back and looked at Jensen a little frantic.

Jensen stood there staring at Jared for a few moments completely taken aback. He took in Jared's frantic look and rough gestures and then he couldn't take it anymore. He burst out laughing. He bent almost double as he laughed out loud and hard. His ribs protested every laugh and the movement jarred his arm but he couldn't find it in him to care. He just kept laughing. Jared looked at him for a moment, and then broke out into a grin. Suddenly to door next to them opened. In front of them stood Genevieve Padalecki, with an infant in her arms.

"Hey boys!" Gen said, knowing it was gonna be a long night immediately.

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"Thank you, Doctor Babar." Jared said as he walked the man out. "We really owe you one for coming out so late."

"Not at all Mr. Padalecki, just make sure Mr. Ackles take it easy on those ribs and that arm and he should be fine by Monday morning. He is incredibly lucky that he didn't do any permanent damage to his body. Kick boxing is very dangerous and that face is much to pretty to be all beat up like that. As long as he puts the ointment on those abrasions and bruises on his face it should be mostly cleared up by Monday as well. Just take care and tell him to be more careful." Doctor Babar said.

"Not a problem Doc. We'll take good care of him. Thanks again!" Jared said as he closed the door behind the good doctor before snickering briefly into his hand at the lie that the doctor completely bought hook line and sinker. 'Oh man that was good!' Jared thought. He moved back to his living room and looked at his wife mothering Jensen and tucking him in on the couch with a big soft blanket and one of the fluffiest pillows in the house that wasn't already on his own bed. He moved into the room checking on his son in his bassinet before moving to sit on the arm of the couch opposite from where Jensen was. Gen moved away from Jensen and over to the large cabinet containing her stereo equipment. Jared had his own system up in their bedroom but Gen's personal system was down here because or her less than adequate taste in music. She was rifling through the CDs till she found one she liked and put it in the player. Jared gave Jensen a sympathetic look. 'Poor man', Jared thought as his wife's favorite singer came on through the speakers.

Stephinie Irwin was Genevieve's favorite singer of all time. Jared couldn't stand the girl. He personally thought the girl had incredible talent but she wasted it on the crappy songs that she sang. She didn't really have a genre because she sang all kinds of music; from country to rock and roll to pop. Girls all over the world were in love with her because she was apparently fantastic on stage (the few appearances she made) and guys all over the world were in love with her because she was drop dead gorgeous. She had won People Magazines Most Beautiful Person award three years in a row. Jared thought all those people were crazy. He had seen a couple of pictures of her rom Gen's concert memorabilia and he thought she was average looking and not too special, plus her lyrics sucked! Jared was always a fan of music that meant something, but this girl parade deep issues and social conflicts as songs when she obviously knew nothing about them. He was convince the hack didn't know how to play a single instrument (Gen claimed the girl could play them all), had never written a single line of music (Gen claimed she was better than Beethoven), and whoever her record label was wrote all her music (Gen claimed she had written every syllable). He was much more of a Pearl Jam, Def Leppard, Guns and Roses, Tim McGraw, and Garth Brooks fan. That's why Gen's music was down here, and Jared's was upstairs, it was safer that way.

Jensen looked at Jared confused and then he heard "the girl's" music (as Jared so often called her). He smiled at Gen as she turned around to sit on the coffee table in front of him.

"I love Irwin." He said to her quietly.

She gave him a knowing smirk. "I know that you manly men don't care to listen to my girly music, but since "Master of the House" won't let me bring it upstairs this is all we have down here. " Gen said to Jensen, while looking at Jared. Jared rolled his eyes.

"You make me sound like a tyrant. The girl is a terrible singer and no one should have to be subjected to her. That's why she's down here; we hardly ever use this room." Jared stated as though it was obvious.

"You know nothing about her!" Gen exclaimed.

"I know all I need to…mainly that she sucks." Jared replied just as loud.

"You wouldn't know good music if it bit you in the ass Jared Padalecki!" She said as she folded her arms and turned away from him, as though that ended the conversation.

"You must just be deaf from listening to her your whole life." Jared replied snobbily as he went to get his son who had just started fussing in the crib.

Gen gasped at his insinuation. "She has incredible talent! Even your son likes her!" She said.

It was Jared's turn to gasp now, as he held his son to his chest and covered his ear with one hand. "You poor child!" He crooned, "She made you listen to that horrible woman again didn't she! My poor baby!" He rocked his son tight against his chest as though he was trying to comfort him. He turned and grinned at Jensen who had been watching the whole exchange rather worriedly. "Jensen we need to take this poor child to the hospital as soon as possible. He could have permanent brain damage from listening to such terrible music."

Gen came over to him and squeezed Jared's nose then took her son. "It's okay honey. As soon as daddy leaves for work on Monday we'll put the good music back on." She turned and smiled a Cheshire cat smile at her husband. He came over to her and wrapped his long arms around her and their son.

"You're lucky I love you." He growled low at her.

"Yes I am." She said. "And you're lucky I put up with you."

"Yes I am." He responded immediately.

Jensen cleared his throat from the couch and drew the couple's attention to him. "Not that I want to break up this happy moment, but I'm kinda tired guys do you mind?" Jensen asked warily, trying not to upset his gracious hosts.

"Of course, Jen! I'm so sorry! I completely forgot you were there!" Gen said as she went over to him and checked to make sure he was tucked in tight.

"Genevieve! I'm good I promise. Just go up to bed and we'll talk in the morning." He said to convince her to stop mothering him.

"Okay, Jen. Good night hon." Gen gave him a kiss on the cheek and then went over to Jared and kissed him full on the mouth. "Night Baby come up soon okay?"

"Night, babe. I'll be up in a min." Jared responded. He watched her wave to Jensen and then she took the baby upstairs to get him settled for the night.

"You gonna be okay down here man?" Jared asked.

"Yeah this is more than fine Jared." Jensen said as he tried to untangle himself from the mountains of blankets Gen had heaped on him.

"Alright. You good?" Jared asked again as he watched Jensen struggle one handedly with the blankets.

"Man, go to bed." Jensen ordered. Jared smiled; the old Jensen was coming back. "I'm serious if you don't leave me alone I am gonna beat your 6'4" ass one-handed."

"I'm going!" Jared said as he grinned and walked over to the stairs. He turned around and watched Jensen finally got comfortable on the couch and seemed to immediately drop off to sleep. 'I hope for his sake we can get this resolved sooner rather than later.' Jared thought as he climbed the stairs to his wife. 'This is not going to be easy.'

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Genevieve, Jensen, and the baby all sat at the table playing a game on Sunday evening as Jared finished grilling on the deck. Jared's phone began to ring and played the Supernatural ringtone. Gen got up and answered the call.

"Hello?" She said.

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"Oh Eric! How are you?"

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"Well that's good. How's your puppy? Is he feeling better?"

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"Good! Anytime, Eric. Sure Jared's out back on the grill and Jensen is losing everything he owns in monopoly money at my kitchen table."

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"Hey I know how to capitalize!"

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"Sure, I'll go get him." Gen walked to the sliding glass back door and opened it just enough to tell Jared he had a phone call. Jared came in and took the phone from his wife giving her a quick kiss in the thanks.

"Hello?"

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"Hey Eric! What's up?"

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"Oh! Okay."

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"No, that sounds really cool."

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"Yeah I'll tell Jensen."

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"Okay Eric see you tomorrow then."

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"Alright, man. Talk to you later. Bye." Jared waited for the response then hung up. He picked up a plate to get the food off the grill and came back in and sat down with everyone.

"So what was that about?" Jensen asked.

"Eric just wanted to call and tell us that we're not gonna be filming for the next four days because there is some big time music celebrity who is coming on set to make a music video for one of their song with our show." Jared said.

"Oh? That sounds cool." Jensen responded

"Yeah! Tomorrow is gonna be their first day on set and their gonna get all of our main set's blocked so that they can start choreographing the song in our set's. Then Tuesday and Wednesday they are gonna do vocals. And Thursday is just for any shots that they need to retake."

"That sounds cool. Can we watch?"

"Actually, Eric just said that they want us in a couple of the scenes for certain little stunts to make the music video look like it's part of the show."

"Awesome! I always wanted to be in a music video." Jensen beamed around his hamburger.

"Do you know who the celeb is yet? Anyone we know?" Gen asked.

"No, Eric didn't say who it was. He just said that they were a big celebrity and that this was really important so we had to bring our A game. Apparently Rob Singer is directing it along with some big exec from Hollywood." Jared replied, now wondering who the big celebrity might be.

"Do you guys mind if I tag along tomorrow? Rob won't mind if I'm on set and I really want to know who the celebrity is."

"That would be cool Gen, but no matter who it is this is still gonna be cool." Jensen said.

"I agree, but I would love to have you on set baby." Jared smiled at his wife.

"Great!" Jensen said. "So tomorrow we all head over to set and make a music video!"

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And thank you! Okay so? What do you think? This one took a little bit more time than the first chapter, which I admittedly wrote in four hours while watching Iron Man 1. This one has a bit more exposition and character development so I hope it wasn't too boring. Unfortunately as Eric Kripke once said "As much as I hate exposition, it's necessary." I bet you can't guess who the musical celeb is gonna be? I promise I will get to the romance soon, as well as Eric's part of the story, but this needed to be written first so that all the good stuff can be set up! Get ready for some suspense and surprises next chapter! REVIEWS KEEP THE STORY GOING!