DEAD RECKONINGS

Jared sat staring at the wall he couldn't stop reliving the horror that had taken his best friend and brother from him.

It would be a scene of nightmares for the rest of his life and he had no idea how the rest of his life would move on with Jensen gone.

The only reason he was even up and about was Jade who had lost her sister also. Somehow they had to save each other.

Seeing Jensen and Arandi pulled apart and seeing the finality of the body bags being zipped shut had been enough to make Jared and Jade go into complete hysterics.

They had both had to be sedated and life was so incredibly cruel.

Even with his own anguish Jared had insisted on being the one to call Jensen's family telling his father because telling his mom would have been impossible.

Jensen was gone, dear God Jensen was gone.

Jared began to sob.

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DALLAS, TEXAS

The bodies had been shipped home to their final resting place.

Jade and Johnny had agreed that even though Jensen and Arandi had not been married they still belonged together and Jensen's family had agreed.

Jensen's mom loved Arandi just from phone conversations because Jensen had been waiting till summer hiatus to take her home. They had been only days away when all this happened to them.

In grief both families clung together giving each other strength.

They had to have a private service due to Jensen's celebrity status, as it was the family was inundated with phone calls and mail of every type and the heartless vultures known as reporters and paparazzi.

Johnny and the police had had to call in a number of security and police to keep the family's privacy. For Johnny seeing any uniforms only made him cringe. But he had to keep Jade safe still and that meant Jared as well.

Johnny was overwhelmed with Jensen's family who also had lost so much but they comforted him and they had loved his little sister even though they barely knew her, all that mattered to them was that Arandi had loved Jensen and had made him happier than anyone ever had.

It was the hardest longest days of their lives and if not for this comfort Johnny had no idea how he would even be standing.

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The drive to the cemetery was excruciating for them all. It meant the final goodbye and seeing everyone that loved Jensen and Arandi grieve openly with broken hearts that would maybe never mend.

Jensen and Arandi had been a force of nature and the only relief although small was that they were together now and forever.

To have had to watch one lose the other would have been just like death because their love had been epic, one that would go down in history, one that made romance movies pale.

Jared had cried so much in the last couple of days he was surprised that he had anything left. He held Jade close this was going to be the hardest yet putting them in the ground forever. It was like a vice to his heart to know that he had to face each day without Jensen's radiating smile and infectious laugh. His liquid jade mischievous eyes were closed in eternal sleep and Jared thought he was going to have a breakdown any minute.

Jared's chest ached and his breath hitched, this was too much. It didn't surprise him that it was raining; he momma often told him that it rained when someone died that wasn't supposed to.

The caskets being pulled from the hearses was heart aching and Jared wasn't sure his long legs would hold him up and his own family's presence sustained him somewhat. This wasn't how he wanted his parents to meet Jade.

Along the iron gates people lined up being forced back by the security and Johnny scanned the crowd. Having been a bodyguard for so long this wasn't his first high profile funeral and he was still on alert to make sure no one got past to the grieving families.

The resounded echoes of grief wrenched hearts as the caskets were lowered into the ground side by side and Jared couldn't breathe and Jade shook with anguish a hand on his shoulder made him turn to look and he faced Johnny who gave him a reassuring nod and Jared turned to look at the gate.

A well-dressed man moved back from the fence and headed to a nearby limo. The only limo on the outside, Jared squeezed Jade close to reassure her that it was almost over and life would go on.

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The man in the suit climbed into the limo with a smile of satisfaction and motioned for his driver to get him out of there.

The driver started the drive past the cemetery driving his boss to the hotel where he would be staying until morning.

The man in the suit headed to his suite on the tenth floor ready to relax and celebrate his accomplishments.

He undressed to take a relaxing shower and then he was going to wait for his guest and they would have a drink His life wasn't ideal but he'd gotten done what he had promised or so he thought.

Stepping out of the bathroom in his lounging clothes he stopped short when he saw the man standing in the living room staring out the window.

"What are you doing in my room?" The man said.

The stranger turned to face him and the man gasped.

"Hello Mr. Wrought."

"You're dead I saw you…" Wrought reached blindly to his brief case on the table.

"Looking for this?" A rough voice behind the cocky smile greeted Wrought holding his gun. "Look Tim, can I call you Tim?"

Wrought didn't respond only stared agape.

"You made a huge mistake Tim and when people make mistakes they pay the consequences."

"You dare speak to me of consequences?" Wrought hissed through his teeth. "You deserved to lose everything just like I did."

The glare that he got made his blood chill and when he started to run forward to tackle the man he had seen die with his own eyes, his eyes widened in gutting wrenching fear because there was no one there.

Only the lingering laughter of Dean Winchester.

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A few rooms away Tim Wrought's guest prepared to leave her room to meet with Tim to celebrate their victory.

She stepped into the hallway and gasped as she was suddenly pinned face first into the wall.

"Hello Abigail." Another female voice greeted her in her ear.

Abigail's stomach flipped anger and fear fighting for dominance in her gut. "How is this possible?"

"Revenge is a dish best served by the dead." The steely voice growled.

Fear won the contest when Abigail wrenched herself free and found herself alone with no one in sight and Arandi's laughter echoing in her ears.

TBC

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