"You sure you're ready for this, sweetheart?" I turned to Jensen with a small smile.
"I'm sure." He bit his lip and I reached out, tracing his mouth with my thumb until he released his lip from between his teeth. "Jensen, I can do this," I whispered, looking up into his eyes. "What are you so worried about?" He glanced down as I continued to stroke his face.
"I just don't want you to take on more than you can handle." He looked up, his distress showing clearly on his face. Jensen took my hand away from his face to hold it firmly between his strong hands. "Just promise me you won't wait to come to me if you need to. I don't want you hurting yourself anymore." My face fell slightly as a single tear fell down my cheek. I pulled away slightly and wiped my face before Jensen could. I took in a shaky breath before composing myself and looking him in the eyes.
"I promise."
Returning to work was harder than I thought it would be. Supernatural is a dark show and its darkness worked its way into my mind. That wasn't the worst part though. It was the workload that really brought me down. It was a lot of stress knowing how far behind schedule we were all because of me. But I pushed through with everyone's help. I still had nightmares though and I couldn't sleep alone. I typically finished before the boys but stayed up, waiting for Jensen to come to bed.
"Hey babe. It's 3 AM. You wrapped four hours ago. What are you still doing up?"
"Couldn't sleep without you." He sighed but crawled into bed, pulling me close.
"Well I'm here now."
I woke up strapped to a chair.
"Glad you're back. I was afraid I hit you too hard."
"Josh? No. This isn't real. I'm home. This can't be real."
"Oh it's real, Kate." He held up his knife and tapped it against my cheek before slamming it down into my leg.
"Katie! Kate, wake up!" My eyes flew open and frantically searched the room before landing on a familiar set of green eyes above me. "Katie?"
"Jensen," I gasped out.
"I'm here, sweetheart. You're okay." He pulled me up against him and I took in a few shaky breaths to calm myself. Jensen stroked my hair and kissed my forehead. "I've got you." I finally relaxed against him and he laid us back down onto the bed. He waited a few moments before asking, "Wanna talk about it?"
I sniffed. "I was back in the basement. It was like I never left. Like this was the dream." Jensen squeezed me tighter.
"You're safe, Katie."
"But we don't even know where he is."
"Kate, I promise you I will never let him take you again. No matter what."
"Hey, have you seen Jensen?" My brother smiled.
"Yeah. He's in your trailer, Kate."
"Why is he in my trailer?" I questioned, confused about his tone. The way he spoke made me suspicious.
"I don't know. Maybe he wants to talk to you." He started to turn, a smirk on his face.
"Jared Tristan Padalecki. What are you hiding?"
"I don't know what you are talking about." Jared continued to walk away from me and I sighed before heading to my trailer. I hesitantly opened the door, wary of any pranks the boys might pull but when I saw what was in front of me, I froze.
"Surprise!" Jensen was sitting in the middle of the floor while a small, brown fluff of fur ran around him.
I remained still, the shock keeping my body in place. "Is that…? Jensen looked up, smiling.
"Yup. And she's all yours." My eyes widened.
"Really?" He nodded. I knelt down slowly and the puppy immediately headed my way, eager for me to pet her. I obliged and Jensen grinned at us.
"I thought maybe she could help you sleep when I'm not there." I looked up and smiled. "So what do you want to name her?" I bit my lip.
"Do you think Jared would kill me if I named her Sammy?" Jensen threw his head back as he laughed at my question.
"Sammy it is."