AN: Just a heads up, if you like Castiel, you might not like this chapter. So prepare yourself. I was going to divide this chapter into two separate ones, but I decided not to. You're welcome. Enjoy!
Jared stirred awake. He heard laughter and talking. He opened his eyes and felt that something was wrong. He frowned and turned around. Jared felt tears swelling in his eyes at what he saw. He was alone.
After their first intimate experience he was hoping to wake to the other man laying next to him. He sat up and threw the blanket off. This was the last time he went to bed with someone so soon. He slipped his pants on and just as he put on his shirt, he saw something on his bedside table. A piece of paper. He picked it up.
Jared, I had to leave before you woke. We had some trouble with a nearby pack. It will take awhile, but I'll see you tonight. I'm sorry I couldn't say goodbye. I love you. -Jensen
Okay, Jared felt a little better. A little. He couldn't fight back the smile that appeared on his face. He really wished he could've said goodbye at least, but at least he no longer felt like a girl on the morning of a one night stand. He gathered up his shower supplies and left.
As he walked to the showers, he couldn't help but looking to the tent that belonged to the alpha. He really wished that Jensen was here. Looking at it he couldn't help but look forward to the day that he was to move in with him. He knew he was getting ahead of himself, but seeing Bela and Benny together and the other mates living together he couldn't help but want that too.
Jared scrubbed his body clean remembering the places he was touched. He smiled at the feeling of being loved and wanted. He didn't know how he was ever going to get enough of this. Where has Jensen been his whole life? He can't believe he told him he loved him. Should he have said it? Was it too early? He didn't want Jensen to think he said it only because they just had sex.
He smiled. Jensen said it back though! He said he loved him too. The best part? Jensen called him his mate. YES! Was it possible that a werewolf could find a mate in a human? He's never heard of that happening? Maybe they could be mates, because he was born a werewolf. He shrugged. It didn't matter. He loved Jensen and nothing was going to get in his way. What could?
He stepped out of the shower, and dried his hair still thinking of the night before. Once he got dressed, he made his way out. He had to go check on Genevieve and go to the training grounds. Now that he was in really good mood, he was pumped up.
As he was walking out, he had bumped into someone. He dropped his shower supplies. He cursed. He bent down to pick them up and when he looked up he froze.
"Castiel?" What the hell was Blue Eyes doing there? He wouldn't have found it odd to see him there, but he had no supplies with him. Which meant he wasn't there for a shower.
"You need to leave now." Castiel ordered glaring at him.
Jared really felt unsafe around the other man. He nodded his head, "Okay. I'm done with my shower anyway."
He tried to walk around Castiel, but out of nowhere he was pushed back. Jared had no idea what was going on. He gasped as his back hit the wall. He looked down at the man before him. What was that expression he heard once? If looks could kill...?
"No. I mean leave the camp. You do not belong here. You do not belong with Jensen. You are not good enough for him. Do yourself a favor and leave."
Jared felt his eyes sting with tears. He shook his head. He was not going to let the other man scare him. Jensen loved him, and unless he was told by him he was not going to leave. He didn't know why Blue Eyes hated him so much. Maybe he was jealous? Maybe he wanted Jensen for himself? Whatever the reason was, he didn't care.
"I'm not going anywhere. I don't care how much you hate me, unless Jensen tells me to leave, you're stuck with me." Jared pushed Castiel out of the way.
"Jensen called you his mate, right?"
Jared stopped and it felt like his heart stopped too.
"Did he claim you?" Jared stayed quiet. "That's what I thought. Jensen will never claim you. You are not his mate. You're not his true mate."
"And what? You are?" Jared tried to put as much venom as he could, but he knew he failed.
Castiel shook his head. "I gave up on that a long time ago. His mate is someone he lost. If you truly love Jensen, you'll leave and never come back." Castiel walked up slowly until they were face to face.
Jared felt his bottom lip tremble.
Castiel smirked. "Leave. Go back to wherever the hell you came from. When Jensen finds his true mate, it will only hurt you when it won't be you he claims."
"But-"
"Why the hell do you think we started all of this? Do you think we started this, because we care about some damn cure or rescuing other werewolves? We don't give a shit. It's just a way for us to find out what happened to Jensen's mate. His true mate. And once we find him, you will be the last thing on his mind. Go back to your blood sucking family, you fucking freak!"
Jared was shoved hard enough to fall. He was so heartbroken at what he was hearing that he didn't try to break his fall. He didn't care. Jensen's true mate... isn't him? He's not Jensen's mate. Jensen lied.
After the confrontation between him and Castiel, he skipped training and took Genevieve and went straight to their tent. He had told Danneel and Bela that he wanted to be left alone. He ignored their questions and concerned looks. He just wanted to be alone.
That night, Castiel's words were all Jared could think about. He didn't know how many times he cried. Jared loved Jensen and was elated at the thought of belonging to someone and having someone to call his. He didn't want to believe Castiel, but the more he kept thinking about it, the more he was starting to believe it.
What if Castiel was telling the truth? What about the rest? The Archangels was supposed to be a group that fought against those who wanted the cure and those who kidnapped werewolves to test on. They were supposed to represent freedom. If Castiel was telling the truth, what was he supposed to do? For ten years, all he's wanted to do was join them. Now that what he believed they stood for was a lie... what now?
Jensen had a mate of his own, and that wasn't him. He covered his face as he felt the tears coming out. Jensen probably only called him that because he just had sex with him. He was probably thinking about his mate while he was fucking him. He was probably wishing Jared was him. He felt so fucking used!
Jared rose to his feet and grabbed his bag. He packed everything he brought with him. He needed to get out of here. It was one thing to know that everything he believed about the Archangels was a lie. He could've accepted that. Even if saving others and stopping this cure from happening wasn't what Jensen set out to do, he was still doing it. He could've just talked to him and learned to live with it. It didn't matter what his plans were then, it only mattered that he was doing the right thing now.
But now that he knew that Jensen's mate wasn't him and he was still looking for him... that he couldn't handle. He didn't want to handle it. He was just being used until whoever was Jensen's mate was found. He didn't want to confront Jensen and have him confirm it to his face. He didn't want to think about that.
He threw his bag over his shoulder and grabbed Genevieve. He didn't want to be here when Jensen came back. He didn't want to see him, because all Jensen wanted was his true love. He peeked out of the tent and didn't see anyone paying attention to him.
Jared made his way to the very spot that he first came through. He needed to talk to Jensen... he needed to stay, but he wanted to leave. There was nothing left for him at his house. His family and friends were dead, but he didn't care. He sighed heavily. He just wanted to go home.
Jensen was driving back to the camp. He had to settle some issues with the nearby pack because they had come across vampires who were looking for them. The pack had taken care of them easily, but he still needed to be notified. The vampires were getting too close.
He was very close to the camp which brought him to thinking about Jared. He smiled. He was angry that he had to leave him just when the night before they finally made love. He's been wanting to do that since the night Jared came. He sighed.
Jensen has been wanting to discuss with Jared that he believed he was his mate. He needed Jared to understand that if they were to be mates for life, he would have to claim him. It wasn't painless, but it was necessary.
Discussing the claiming, he would also have to talk about why he started this whole rebellion. Jared needed to know about his brother and the connection he was told about. He figured that it was just because they were so close, but all of the adults and even Castiel told him that it was more than that. What they felt for each other, even at that age, was a sign for their future mating.
Sam.
He was conflicted. Sam never bared his neck to him, and that was understandable. Sam wouldn't know anything about it until he turned, and at six Jensen didn't know about it either. Because Sam never bared his neck or never got the chance to, Jensen wasn't completely positive that they were mates at all.
Jared did. Jared bared his neck, and Jensen couldn't ignore that even if there was a connection between him and Sam. He wanted to claim Jared as his mate, but he couldn't. It wasn't because he didn't want to. Lord knows he wants to... no he needs to. But because the only way to do that would be in his wolf form. And Jensen hasn't shifted into his wolf form since the night Sam was taken from him. He could never bring himself to.
He's never heard a wolf claiming a human, and he knew it would be dangerous for Jared. The claiming would involve a bite to the neck; the same side Jared offered to him. Would Jared even want that? And what would happen if they found Sam? What the hell was he going to do then? He couldn't choose. He didn't want to, because he would end up choosing Jared. He didn't want to see Sam's face when he wasn't the one Jensen chose.
First thing's first: Jensen had to confess to Jared about everything.
Castiel watched from the dark as Jared and his child left. He wasn't a cold and heartless wolf, but he couldn't let Jensen go through the pain of giving up one love for his true love. Jensen has always wanted Sam back at his side, and he knew that Jensen and Sam were mates. He was concerned about the incident when Jared bared his neck, but he was human. Humans and werewolves were never mates. It was impossible. It was better for everyone if Jared left, because when they find Sam, the kid was only going to get hurt. Jensen was too nice of a guy to want to hurt anyone.
When Jared was no longer in sight, he turned around and stopped. He saw Jensen's car pull up. He walked up to the car and greeted his alpha.
"Jensen, how was the-"
"Where's Jared?" Jensen asked cutting him off. "I need to speak with him."
Castiel wasn't even given the chance to answer, not that he had one, before Jensen made his way to Jared's tent. What the hell was he going to say? He knew making Jared leave was the right thing to do, but he hadn't managed to think about what he was going to say to Jensen.
"Jared?" Jensen called out coming close to Jared's tent. He smiled thinking about seeing his mate again. "Jared?"
He walked inside and his smile faded at what he was seeing. Nothing. The tent was empty except for what belonged there. The bed was made, the nightstand empty, the crib empty, the light off. It was like no one ever lived there. Jared was gone. He walked back out breathing as if he ran a mile, his heart beating so fast Jensen thought it was going to beat right out of his chest.
"Jared? Jared!" Nothing.
He went back inside and looked around. He needed to find some clue as to where Jared went. He needed to know why Jared would leave. Why did he leave? Did he not want to be here anymore? What if he thought the night before was a mistake? What if he felt rejected again because he woke up alone? He sat down on the bed feeling tears falling down. He shouldn't have left. He should've at least woke Jared up to say he would return that night. Jensen should've made sure he understood that he enjoyed the night before.
He furrowed his brows and wiped the tears away. He looked down and felt himself sitting on something. It was beneath the blankets. Grabbing whatever it was he sat on, he stared at what he was holding.
Jared was so tired. He just wanted to collapse right where he was and fall asleep. His stomach was growling with hunger and cursed at himself for not eating since the night before. He wanted to kick himself for not packing anything that wasn't baby food.
Genevieve was in her car seat sleeping without a care in the world, and here he was heartbroken, hungry and tired. He checked his bag once more to be sure that he didn't bring any food for him. Then he stopped dead in his tracks.
Where the hell was it?! He set Genevieve down and searched through his bag multiple times. It wasn't there. He looked up trying to remember if he packed it. He couldn't remember. He wasn't in the most perfect state to remember. He had to have forgotten it. He looked behind him. Jared chewed on his bottom lip and debated whether or not to go back. He shook his head almost as soon as thought of going back entered his mind. Jared knew if he went back, he would no doubt run into Jensen.
Jared picked up Genevieve and started walking again. He would just have to forget about it. If he went back, not only would he run into Jensen, but this whole journey back would all be for nothing.
As much as he wanted to go back, he kept walking. He had his fill of a purposeful mission. He didn't complete it, but it didn't matter anymore. He was going home.
It was a book. Jensen was holding a book. He opened it up and saw that it wasn't a book, but a journal. He was about to read it, but stopped. He got up and went back to his tent. Castiel had to be there and since he was the one who was here the whole day, he had to know why Jared left.
"Cas?" Jensen called as soon as he saw his second near his tent. He motioned for the blue eyed wolf to follow him. When they were inside, Jensen crossed his arms. "What happened?"
Castiel didn't show any emotion. "I don't know-"
"Don't play stupid with me, Cas!" Jensen barked. "I left you here in charge of the entire camp. I don't know if you forgot it, but the entire camp includes Jared as well. His tent is empty. He's gone. Where is he? What happened?"
Castiel sighed and looked down. The terrible part of being best friends with the alpha of the pack, was he couldn't lie to him. He was most definitely going to lose his place as second, most likely lose his friendship with Jensen.
"I told him to leave," Castiel said quietly.
Jensen grabbed him by his collar and brought him closer, practically nose to nose. "What the fuck did you just say to me?"
It didn't matter if Jensen hasn't shifted into his wolf since he was six, he was still just as dangerous.
"I'm sorry, but he can't be your mate. You didn't claim him." Castiel was then thrown so far he was outside. He crawled away when Jensen started after him.
Jensen's eyes flashed from green to red. The eye color of his wolf. Jensen's wolf's eye color was green when he was a child, but every wolf's eye color would change to represent that wolf's soul. Jensen's soul was red to represent his anger, hatred, and the need for revenge.
"You know exactly why I didn't fucking claim him, Castiel!" Jensen knew that now that he had taken the fight outside, he was attracting a crowd. But even if everyone was now watching, they were smart enough not to get in his way.
"Jared has to give me his permission. He has to be made aware of what our mating involves. He has to want it!" Jensen grabbed him by the collar pulling him to his feet. "What did you tell him?" He pulled back and punched Castiel in the face letting him fall back down.
Castiel wiped his bloody nose and rose to his feet. "I told him you weren't going to claim him as your mate, because Sam-" He was cut off when he was punched again. He was going to fall back down again, but Jensen caught him.
"You had no right to speak to him about Sam! Sam is my brother, my business, not yours."
Jensen walked back inside his tent and went straight to the journal that he had found. He looked through it and concluded that it wasn't Jared's. The handwriting was too feminine. The first entry he read was from April 16, 1986. He didn't find anything interesting, and was going to read another page, but stopped when saw a name he recognized. Alastair.
That bastard, Alastair, kidnapped him! I always hated that man, but never in all my years did I think he would do something like this! He's a wolf pup that was taken from his family.
I understand that John and his pack killed his wife, but that doesn't mean he has the right to kidnap a child from his family.
What? Was this woman talking about his father, John? What were the odds that it would be another John from a werewolf pack? John only had two kids. He was one, and Sam was the other. The only one that was kidnapped from their pack. But the woman said the boy was human, could it be someone else?
Jensen flipped to another page.
May 3, 1986
Unfortunately, this isn't the case. He told me that the cure worked.
Another page.
May 2, 1986
Gerald can't find his family. He tracked all the way back to where he was taken, and it was completely deserted.
If he was right, then they were talking about the Winchester Pack. It was three months after Sam was taken that Bobby decided to leave. Sadly, it wasn't because he wanted to find Sam, but because vampires knew where they were and he didn't want to risk coming across more.
May 2, 1995
There was a news bulletin. It was from a group calling themselves the Archangels.
Two weeks before that day, he along with six other people left the Winchester Pack, which was later renamed the Singer Pack. He convinced the others to help him find Sam.
On May 2nd of 1995, they attacked the facility to find any information on his brother. They came up empty. That was when they learned about what was happening. Jensen in good consciousness couldn't let it go on.
Did what he was reading mean what he thought it did?
"Jensen?" Castiel called from behind him.
Was Jared... Sam?
Jensen could hear his 'friend' behind him, but ignored him. He then felt a hand on his shoulder. He spun around stepping away from Castiel, clearly not wanting to be touched. He glared at him in disgust.
"Look, I'm sorry, but I care about you too much. He's not your mate. Sam is."
Jensen looked down at the page in the journal and slammed it into Castiel's chest. "You have no idea what the fuck you're talking about." He pushed past his second.
"What about Sam? Are you just going to forget about your true mate for some human?"
Jensen didn't answer and made his way to leave.
"Dean!"
Jensen flinched at the sound of his real name. He hasn't heard it since he was sixteen. He left without saying anything to Castiel. He called for Charlie, Benny, Bela and Kevin. He ordered them to go out into the woods and find Jared.
Dean. He sighed. Jensen hasn't been called that in ten years. He didn't want to be associated with someone who put their brother in danger. He didn't want to be 'Dean'. It was 'Dean's' fault that Sam was kidnapped. He wanted to be someone else, someone who did the right thing. He didn't know where he heard the name 'Jensen Ackles', but he liked it and chose that to be his new name.
Jensen watched all four wolves shift and disappear into the woods. Maybe it was time he owned up to what he did. Maybe it was time for Dean to do the right thing.
Jared could see the sun coming up. He was so exhausted. He couldn't wait to go home and sleep for a year. He walked out of the woods, and looked around. It seemed strange to be here after being gone so long. He felt like an outsider. He spotted Chad's car and made his way inside.
He sighed leaning back. He started up the car and drove away. He refused to look in the rear view mirror, because all he would see is leaving the place Jensen was.
Jared didn't pay attention to the details of his journey back. All he remembered from driving home was stopping to change and feed Genevieve. He didn't even know how they made it back because he didn't have that much gas to begin with.
Jared held Genevieve in his arms and walked up the pathway to his front door. What was he going to do now that he was back? He left because his friends told him to, and because he was promised help. He set out to find his family. Yet here he was.
He opened the door not caring if there were bodies everywhere. He closed the door and when he turned around he froze. Over a dozen guns were pointed at him. He saw men who looked to be in SWAT uniforms were pointing their guns at him. In the center of them all was the last person he wanted to see. Alastair.
Alastair smiled at him. He opened his arms as if inviting Jared in. He slowly made his way to Jared and touches his cheek. Jared felt tears swelling up and fall down his face, but he didn't pull away. Jared didn't try to pull away, and Alastair took full advantage over this.
Jensen sees the wolves he sent out come back alone. The sun was already out. He screamed at them all when he was told that Jared couldn't be found. They tried to follow his scent, but because Jared's vampire scent was fading away into his normal scent it was hard to find him.
Jensen was standing alone near the training grounds. Because of the alpha's anger and violent actions, no one wanted to go near him to train. He felt someone coming near him. He didn't have to look to know who it was.
"I want to be left alone, Cas."
Castiel ignored him, and stood in front of him holding the journal he gave him earlier. He stared down at the journal in his hands. After a moment, he looked to his alpha. "I'm so sorry. If I had known, I wouldn't-"
"Wouldn't what? Wouldn't have said the shit you did? Wouldn't have hurt him so bad he left? It doesn't matter Castiel! It doesn't matter if you had known or not. I loved him and he loved me. That should be enough. None of us knew for sure if Sam was my mate, but you knew Jared was!"
He turned to walk away, but Castiel grabbed his arm stopping him. "What are you going to do, Jensen?"
Jensen pulled arm away from him. "My name's Dean Winchester. I'm going to find my mate!"
Alastair caressed Jared's face. He leaned in, ignoring the tears that fell from Jared's eyes, and kissed his lips.
Jared was screaming inside to pull away from the man he called uncle. The man he hated with a passion, but he couldn't. He kept thinking about Castiel's words. Jensen will never claim you. His words wouldn't leave his mind. You're not his true mate. He felt alone and was too hurt to pull away.
Alastair grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him forward. Alastair leaned into Jared's ear and whispered "Aren't the birds pretty, Sam?"
Sam's tears stop instantly. Alastair leaned back and looked at Sam's face. It was wiped the remaining tears away. Sam was just staring at nothing with no emotion. He smiled. Perfect. It still worked, he thought.
He took a crying Genevieve from Sam's arms. He laughed loudly when Sam didn't struggle when the child was taken from him. He handed her to his assistant, Meg Masters. Meg didn't even try to soothe the child. He turned his attention back to Sam.
Alastair grabbed Sam's face and pulled him in for another kiss. A more forceful kiss. He didn't even care that Sam didn't respond. He broke the kiss. He chuckled. Sam might as well have been a robot. He walked around Sam looking him over and loving what he was seeing. When he was behind him, he wrapped his arms around Sam's waist. "Who do you belong to, Sam?"
Sam in an even tone responded. "I belong to you."
Alastair smirked. "Will you do anything for me?"
"Yes."
Alastair leaned down and kissed Sam's neck. He licked it and sucked on his neck. He could fucking get off on the mere taste of him. He couldn't wait to get Sam back to the lab and enjoy him without any interruption. He couldn't wait to feel those lips around his dick. He groaned. He had to stop otherwise he would just bend the boy over and take him here in front of all his men.
"If you'll do anything for me, then tell me... where are the Archangels?"
AN: I'm starting a new job soon, which means I won't be able to have all that much time writing. Don't worry, though, because I always finish my stories. I don't like to be those authors who leave their stories unfinished. It's just a matter of when. Until next time. -Kauri510
