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Jensen woke up wedged between Christian and Steve in their bed. He was shocked it wasn’t the first time he had awoken with them. They had their fingers laced together over Jensen’s hip. Christian’s face was buried against his back between his shoulder blades. Steve shared his pillow his face close enough Jensen could count his eye lashes.
Wiggling Jensen scooted out from between his two friends making his way to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror he could see how the nights without sleep had taken their toll. The puffy bags under his eyes could hold his luggage. Exhaustion was plain and clear in his eyes. Splashing cold water on his face Jensen debated getting into the shower or just crawling back in bed.
Closing his eyes for a moment Jensen sighed as he felt large hands curl around his hips pulling him back against a broad chest. Warm lips nibbled along Jensen’s neck as a moan escaped his mouth. The sound of soft feminine laughter lilted through the air getting louder until Jensen left like it was inside his head. His eyes snapped open.
The image in the bathroom mirror almost stopped his heart. A creature with black a gauze like wings pointed elf like ears and skin almost translucent stared at with milk white opal eyes. Jensen blinked and the vision was gone.
"Jensen! Jesus Christ!" Steve yelled rushing into the bathroom barely catching Jensen as he slipped to the floor.
Napia giggled to herself watching the little scene in the bathroom. He did not believe in the Sidhe then she had taken the thing he believed in the most. His loving husband.
Jared groaned blowing a strand of mahogany hair that was way too long to be his from his face. His head throbbed as he tried to untangle his long fingers from Christian hair. This was easier said than done since Steve’s hand was tangled up in the thick mass with Jared’s.
Yanking his hand back hard Jared finally got his hand free in the process elbowing Steve in the forehead and facing the pissed off angry Christian glaring at him complete with glowing cerulean blue orbs.
"What the fuck Jay?" Steve grumbled.
"Sorry! Sorry! My hand was stuck in Christian’s hair. You know I’m not coordinated on a good day." Jared apologized wiggling his way out of the bed. "Hey wait. How did I end up in your bed? You two got me drunk at 9 in the morning!" Jared all but shouted indignation on his face.
"We just wanted you to get a solid couple hours sleep kid." Christian snapped rubbing his scalp. "I swear if I have a bald spot I’ll put my foot up your ass!" Christian grossed.
Jared cocked his eyes. "You kinky bitch."
Somewhere in a ball of jeans lying crumpled next the bed a cell phone started to ring. All three men just stared at the pile before Steve picked up the heap shaking until the cell fell out of Jared’s jean pocket. Picking up the phone Steve tossed it to Jared.
"Padalecki."
Kashian smile at the gruff sound of Jared’s morning voice. "Ah Mr. Padalecki I am so glad I finally got in touch with you. My name is Kashian Nargal I am interested in some commercial real estate one of your clients have on the market."
Jared listened to the vague European sound of the man’s accent trying to place it. He shook his head, Jensen was the one who could always tell where someone was from by the way they spoke. "Which property would that be?"
"The office building down town on Canal street." Kashian answered while he watched the tall human from his perch high in the corner of the bedroom. To the humans in the room he appeared like a speck of dust. Kashian had to bite his lip to keep from moaning into the phone. Jared and his two companions were definately gorgeous specimens of male human form.
"Oh right the Chapel building. Mangus Industries owns the building. How about we meet this afternoon for lunch and I can give a tour and look at the specks of the building." Jared started to pace as he talked. Kashian watched him prowl like a caged tiger his cock taken aching notice.
"That sounds great Mr. Padalecki. Lunch at the Grove before our tour?" The Grove was a very elegant expensive resturant situtated on the edge of the downtown area.
"The Gove it is. I'll make reservations for say 1pm?"
"Excellent! I look forward to meeting in person Mr. Padalecki." Kashian almost gushed.
"I am looking forward to meeting you to Mr. Nargal." Jared closed his phone looking at Steve who looked worried. "What?"
"I think you should be meeting with that Dr. Shepard. Talk to him about your dreams. Not going off with some stranger for business."
Jared looked frustrated. "Jesus! First you want me to move on and admit Jensen is gone. Now the first business meeting I've had since the accident and I should be going to talk to the English shrink. Make up your fucking mind!"
Jared didn't even see Christian move before he was being slammed up against the bedroom wall. Christian was considerably smaller then Jared's 6'6 but he was as voilital as cornered tasmanin devil. "Listen up you fucking Yeti. We miss Jensen like a missing limb and we don't want to lose you too. Most days you are barely holding it together."
"Fuck you Kane! Jensen isn't dead! I don't know what happened but until I have a body or a piece of Jensen to bury I refuse to believe I won't get him back." Jared snapped shoving Christian back. "If Jensen was really gone I'd feel it." Jared placed his hand over his heart. "I'd feel it here because my heart would not still be beating inside my chest."
Kashian watched and listened to what was being said. Napia hadn't told him that Jared thought Jensen was dead. He had assumed like Jensen Jared just didn't remember that Jensen had ever been in his life. This was a very troubling event. In a blink Kashian was back in the Realm he needed to speak to his twin sister.
TBC>>>