Part 7

You got Rose to bed and made your way back downstairs to check on Jensen. You found him sitting at your kitchen table just staring off into space. You watched him for a minute from the hall wondering what was on his mind and what he was even doing here at all.

You couldn't help but notice how defeated he looked and your heart went out to him. His emerald eyes that normally held so much light were dulled, his hands scraped, cut, and bruised from his fight with Eric. Not to mention his busted lip and now slightly swollen right eye.

You slowly closed the space between the two of you and wrapped your arms around him from behind and then you felt his body start to heave as he started to cry. You came around to kneel in front of him and his head fell to rest on your shoulder as he held onto you as if his life depended on it. You held him close as you ran your hand in circles on his back trying to calm him down, but knew a good cry was what he really needed right now.

Slowly his sobs and breathing slowed down and you could feel him start to relax. He started sniffling and you started to pull away to grab him a tissue, but his grip didn't loosen so you stayed where you were.

"I'm sorry..." he said.

"What are you sorry about? You have NOTHING to be sorry for."

"But I just barged over here, beat up Eric, and now here I am completely in pieces in front of you..."

"Hey..." you pulled his face to look you in the eye." You have absolutely nothing to be sorry about. I'm glad you came over and you trust me enough to see you like this. And as far as the whole Eric thing, I am a little mad you guys got into a fight, but I'm glad you got rid of him before we got home...besides, I thought he was warranted for an ass kicking for hurting me emotionally the other day anyways."

A small smile splashed across his face, "I did owe him one didn't I?"

You smiled back at him, "Come on, let's get you cleaned up." You helped yourself and pulled him up after you. You brought him into your guest room bathroom and started the sink water.

"Go ahead and start washing up, I'm going to get the first aid kit. I'll be right back."

***Jensen' POV***

What am I doing here? I shouldn't be here. I should have left after I got rid of Eric, but I also wanted to make sure he didn't come back. Y/n shouldn't have to deal with that. Hell, she shouldn't have to deal with me right now either. I just didn't know where else to go or who else to turn to. Gen and Jared were being so supportive, but I can't help but feel somewhat judged since their relationship is so much better. Y/n has gone through this, she knows what it's like...and I couldn't think of anywhere else I wanted to be at the moment...

****Your POV***

You walked into the bathroom seeing Jensen again to be lost in his thoughts. You couldn't even imagine what was going through his head. You had too many to keep track of when you were going through the same thing before.

You coughed to let him know of your presence and he turned as you walked in.

"Doesn't look as bad as I thought it might be...This is going to sting, so bare with me." You poured some antiseptic on the cuts on his hands and he hissed in response.

"Sorry." You said as he flexed his hands trying to work through the sting.

"It's alright, doesn't hurt TOO bad."

You patted his hands dry where they weren't cut and where you needed to wrap the gauze and wrap. As you were wrapping his hand you could feel his eyes on you watching you intently.

You focused on what you were doing and tried to ignore the hole he was burning into you with his eyes.

"There, all done."

He looked it over with an impressed look on his face. "You did a really great job, no breaks in the wrap or anything. I'm impressed."

"Well when your ex is an electrician, you get to do some bandaging here and there."

Now there was an awkward silence between you not really sure what else to do. You wanted to offerfor him to stay in the guest room and not have to worry about him driving or being alone, but you didn't want to push any boundaries.

"Umm...well I guess I should get going. Thanks for bandaging me up and being my shoulder to cry on...literally." he let out a light laugh trying to ease the tension that was growing between you.

You were still mere inches from him and even after he suggested he leave, he still didn't move an inch away from you. You could feel his body heat mingling with yours you were so close together.

"You know what?" You placed your hand on his forearm, "I think it would be best if you stayed...just for the night. I don't want you to have to drive back to where ever you're staying and I know I always welcomed some friendly company while Eric and I were splitting up...if you want, that's my offer."

"You know what..." he looked at you and saw how you sincerely meant every word and he'd be lying if he said he didn't WANT to stay. You definitely helped calm his nerves and he didn't really want to be left alone to his thoughts. "If it's not too much trouble..."

"It's no trouble at all. In fact, I'll even whip out the ice cream and we can watch a movie and just relax or talk some more. Whatever you'd like, I'm here for you."

He smiled at you, "I'd like that a lot."