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Part 8

The night was filled with tears and laughs, a lot of ice cream, and a couple of action movies because neither of you were in the mood for any type of romance movie. You were awoken by two small hands trying to gently shake you.

"Mommy…" Rose whispered to you. "Mommy…can I have some breakfast?"

You started to stir and realize that you were sprawled along the long end of your L shaped couch, your head in Jensen's lap as he was laying across the bottom of the L. You tried your hardest to get up without waking him up, almost falling right back down on him. He stirred to lay on his side once you were off the couch and repositioned his blanket to be back on top of him.

"Mommy…what is he doing here?" Rose continued to whisper to you.

"Come on, let's get breakfast started." You whispered back rubbing the sleep out of your eyes and running your fingers through your hair to get it somewhat tamed.

You and Rose started fixing bacon, eggs, and pancakes for breakfast. It started to smell really good in your home.

"Mommy...why is Jensen here and why were you sleeping on the couch with him?"

It was an innocent enough question and she was only a child.

"Well...you see...Jensen was sad so mommy spent some time with him to make him feel better."

"And then you fell asleep?"

"Yep, we were having so much fun, we fell asleep and we didn't even know it."

"Why were you laying on him? Do friends do that to? You used to lay on daddy."

You were caught a little off guard. You told yourself that if you were to ever bring other men into her life, they would only be friends or if you were dating them, they wouldn't even meet til you felt things were serious.

"Friends lay togetger too, especially when they don't feel good."

"Oh...do you like Jensen?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you like him? Like you like Uncle Greg or like you like daddy?"

You choked on the juice you were drinking.

"Excuse me?"

"Well…"

"Good morning ladies."

"Good...good morning...Did you sleep ok?" You were hoping with every fiber of your being that he didn't hear a SINGLE word of your discussion before he walked in.

"Yeah...your couch is actually really comfortable."

It was silent for a moment before your phone rang. You looked at the caller ID to see that it was Eric calling you. Not ready to have that discussion just yet, you wanted to let it go to voicemail, but knew that if you did, he would more than likely just barge on over.

"Excuse me one second you guys...uh, Jensen, can you help finish the pancakes? "

"Sure."

You both sidestepped around each other in close proximity between the stove, Rose, and the island in the middle. Your bodies had come in contact as you were passing and you felt a jolt between you and the look he gave you made you think he may have felt it too. Your ringing phone made you not take a moment to analyze any further and you had to move on.

***Jensen's POV***

I know by the look on her face she felt that too, but before I could react she was bolting for the other room. This made me feel like I didn't need to hear her answer to Rose's question I heard before I stepped in. I did and I didn't want to hear what she would have to say. A part of me wanted her to say yes to liking me like she did Eric, but it's wrong for me to feel like that. I'm still technically married to Daneel, even though we've been separated for a little while now...and it would only complicate our friendship. I shouldn't be having ANY of these feelings for y/n, but...there's just something about her...well A LOT about her that I can't seem to get enough.

The whole night I felt at home and cared for. It was amazing how even through all the pain I felt talking about how me and Daneel fell apart, I still felt comfort in her and just being with her.

"What the?"

Rose started laughing at me having poofed flour at my face.

"Pay attention, you're going to burn the pancakes."

"Oh really now?" I pinched the flour and poofed it back at her and her face was lightly dusted in flour. Soon flour was floating in a cloud around us. I heard y/n converstion coming to an end, so I had Rose and I hurry getting everything to the table and getting to a seat.

(Meanwhile) ***Your POV***

"Yes?" You answered the phone.

"Well good morning to you too..."

You let out a heavy sigh as you pinched the bridge of your nose.

"I take it HE told you I stopped by..."

"Yes, Jensen told me you stopped by..."

"Did he also tell you that he left me a black eye, bloody nose, and bruised jaw as well?"

You bit your tongue wanting to be a smart ass, but decided not to be.

"No, he said you were in one piece...which I am thankful for...BUT you KNOW better than to come to me plastered, ESPECIALLY when Rose us around. You know I won't tolerate that crap."

"I know and I'm sorry...I just wanted to see you guys and..."

"Eric...I'm done having this conversation...you...I can't keep waiting for you to REALLY be ready when there could be someone out there who is. I want to get married and Rose wants a younger sibling and I want another child as well...everything you said YOU wanted as well, but every time we'd get even remotely close to having such a thing, YOU would start to draw away, go out with your friends more, and just not be there. I can't go through it anymore and I'm not going to let Rose go through it anymore either... Look, I'm in the middle of fixing breakfast and Rose is waiting on me. I need to go. I'll talk to you later…"
You hung up before he could drag on the conversation any further. You took a deep breath before returning to the kitchen to find Rose and Jensen lightly dusted in flour sitting at the table with all the food.

"Should I ask?" You arched your eyebrow inquisitively.

They both pointed a finger at the other and you could only laugh.

Breakfast was a nice time between all of you and Rose was begging Jensen to bring JJ over to play soon as he was getting ready to leave.

"Thank you...for everything last night." Jensen said as he reached to give you a hug goodbye.

You wrapped your arms around him tightly, "Anytime...what else are friends for?" You felt your face drop a little at the realization of what you just said. A part of you wanted to be more. But he was still technically married and you just recently got out of a serious long relationship.

He squeezed back, but you didn't his face slightly drop at your phrase either.

You both slowly pulled away before he set off, but not before promising Rose he would try to bring JJ soon before he had to return to shooting his show.

You smiled happy to have such a great new person in your life, but also felt sad at what you wanted and the fact that it may never be that way, no matter how bad you wanted it to be.

(Not sure how I like the ending of this chapter, I might re-do it, but I'll let you know at the beginning of my chapter 9 post)