The Few, The Proud, The Broken 5/?
Title: The Few, The Proud, The Broken 5/?
Author: krebsbach
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Summary: Jensen is a Marine suffering PTSD who just wants to be left alone. Jared is the Psychologist trying to help him.
Beta’d by: orvida
Warning: NC-17, POW Torture, rape
Notes: Watched a local news story about returning vets that got me thinking about PTSD.
Disclaimer: as usual my twisted brain has the boys doing
naughty things to each other.
The sun illuminated the open kitchen as Jared stood at the counter buttering his toast when Jensen walked in dressed looking like death warmed over. “Good morning.”
Jensen looked at Jared cringing seeing finger shaped bruises around Jared tan neck. “So when will the police get here?”
Jared tilted his head to the side slightly giving him the impossibly cute confused puppy dog look. “Why would the police be coming here? Oh my God did you find a body in Mike’s closet? We will have run now.”
“What?” Jensen asked confused.
“Mike will want us dead. He will probably send Tom and Jeff to knock us off. Mike will come to help depose of our corpses. Maybe cut us up in the tub and feed us to the fish.” Jared rambled a twinkle in his fox like hazel eyes.
“Are you sure you are a shrink and not an escaped mental patient? Or you have been watching way too much Discovery ID channel.” Jensen chuckled as Jared threw back his head in a full belly laugh.
Jensen waited for Jared to stop laughing. “Seriously Doc I almost killed you.”
Turning Jared grabbed another coffee cup. “Do you take anything in your coffee?” Jared asked as he poured the strong looking hot liquid into the cup.
“Doc.”
Putting the pot back Jared crossed his arms over his broad chest. “Jensen you didn’t almost kill me. I am easily a head taller then you. I probably out weight you by thirty pounds and I am fifth degree black belt. I did the worst thing you can to someone in the throes of a nightmare. I tried to wake you up by touching you.” Jared licked his lips. “Do you want to talk about the dream?”
Shaking his head Jensen looked away. “Nope. So we fishing today?”
Music played low from the local Oldies station on the small portable radio on the boat. Jared had caught two bass right away. Jensen hadn’t so much as got a nibble on his line. They had talked about sports, told each other fishing stories from their youth. Mostly they sat silent just listening to the lap of water against the boat, the soft strains of music. It was peaceful.
Watching the shaggy haired doctor Jensen was struck by how good looking Jared Padalecki was. His sister Mackenzie would call Jared a hottie. What drew Jensen attention the most was Jared big strong hands. They long fingers that always seemed to be moving. Tapping to the beat of the music, smoothing down his thigh, waving as Jared talked. An image of Jared’s big hands cupping his hips pulling Jensen into his body flash through Jensen mind.
“You are staring at me.” Jared said with grin.
“Because you are fucking gorgeous.” Jensen mumbled embarrassed and turn his eyes back to the water.
Jared’s mouth dropped open sure he hadn’t heard Jensen correct. “Did you just say I was gorgeous?”
“NO! You need your hearing checked.” Jensen could feel his face turning red.
“You did! You totally think I am smokin’ hot.” Jared hooted his laugh echoing over the lake.
“Shut the hell up dude your scaring the fish.” Jensen grossed shooting a glare at the giant giggling like a school girl.
After sitting on the boat for hours Jensen was sore and stiff. His limp was more pronounced as they walked back to the lodge. His hand right hand throbbed from overuse. Jensen felt a little bad about Jared having to carry most of their gear back up. But Jared told him it wasn’t problem and loaded himself up like a pack mule and motioned for Jensen walk ahead of him.
Concentrating on the slight sway of Jensen perfect compact ass Jared didn’t notice when said ass stopped until he walked into Jensen’s back knocking him forward. Jared ending up practically crushing Jensen under his own weight plus the weight of all the gear he was carrying.
“Shit Jensen Sorry. Are you ok? Let me get up.” Jared pushed himself off Jensen.
Jensen closed his eyes as pain ripped through his leg and the palms of his hands that were ground in the rocky ground. “Jay I think I am just going to lay here for a while.” Jensen hissed as pain shot through is leg making it jump.
“Christ Jensen. I. Shit.” Jared studdard his hands flying all over the place. “I am going to bring the gear to the house. I'll be right back.” Jared waited for Jensen to respond. “Jen?”
“Go Jared. I’ll be here.” Jensen said rubbing his throbbing leg.
Jared dropped the gear on the deck running into the house to his med kit. Before they left the hospital Jared had all of Jensen med filled. He grabbed two of the pain meds and ran back out. All he could think about was Jensen lying out there in pain probably feeling the same way he felt back in Pakistan alone and hurt and it was all Jared fault.
Pushing himself up on his left hand Jensen let out the breath he was holding. He could feel sweat beading on his forehead from the effort. He could hear Jared heavy foot falls coming back. As fast as Jared was moving he was going to send himself and probably Jensen tumbling down to the lake. “Hey slow your gigantic ass down before you run my sore ass over again!”
Skidding to a halt directly behind Jensen Jared crouched down reaching over Jensen shoulder he handed him two white oval shaped pills and a bottle of water. “Here take your pain meds. Then we can see about getting you back up to the house.”
Popping the pills into his mouth Jensen looked at the young doctor over his shoulder. Jared looked so contrite and worried it was almost comical. His big hand started to fludder around Jensen. “I think I am ready to do this Doc.”
Jared hooked his hand under Jensen’s arms pulling him up like he was a toddler. He didn’t let go even when Jensen started to fuss. Jared wrapped one arm tightly around Jensen’s slim waist. “Just lean on me as much as you need to Jen.” After a few steps “Maybe I should just carry you up to house.”
Jensen’s head snapped around as he glared at Jared. “You try to pick me up like some damsel and distress and I’ll knock your dumb ass out again.”
“Ok then. As fun as that was the first time let’s not have a repeat.” Jared pulled Jensen’s arm around his shoulders. “Come on we can do this together.”
By the time they made it back to the cabin both men were sweating like they ran a marathon. Jared’s back was starting to ach from the slightly hunched position he had been in helping Jensen. As the pain meds started to work Jensen had sagged more into Jared as they went.
“Ok Jen let’s get you on the sofa.” Jared slid Jensen’s arm off his shoulder as he lowered the older man down on to the sofa.
“I am so fucked up Doc. You know you are wasting your time on me don’t you?” Jensen sounded completely defeated.
Jared crouched down in front of Jensen placing his hands on Jensen’s thighs. “It’s my time to waste and I choose you Jensen.” Jared surprised himself by leaning in and brushing a kiss on Jensen’s pouty lips.
TBC>>>>>
Author: krebsbach
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Summary: Jensen is a Marine suffering PTSD who just wants to be left alone. Jared is the Psychologist trying to help him.
Beta’d by: orvida
Warning: NC-17, POW Torture, rape
Notes: Watched a local news story about returning vets that got me thinking about PTSD.
Disclaimer: as usual my twisted brain has the boys doing
naughty things to each other.
The sun illuminated the open kitchen as Jared stood at the counter buttering his toast when Jensen walked in dressed looking like death warmed over. “Good morning.”
Jensen looked at Jared cringing seeing finger shaped bruises around Jared tan neck. “So when will the police get here?”
Jared tilted his head to the side slightly giving him the impossibly cute confused puppy dog look. “Why would the police be coming here? Oh my God did you find a body in Mike’s closet? We will have run now.”
“What?” Jensen asked confused.
“Mike will want us dead. He will probably send Tom and Jeff to knock us off. Mike will come to help depose of our corpses. Maybe cut us up in the tub and feed us to the fish.” Jared rambled a twinkle in his fox like hazel eyes.
“Are you sure you are a shrink and not an escaped mental patient? Or you have been watching way too much Discovery ID channel.” Jensen chuckled as Jared threw back his head in a full belly laugh.
Jensen waited for Jared to stop laughing. “Seriously Doc I almost killed you.”
Turning Jared grabbed another coffee cup. “Do you take anything in your coffee?” Jared asked as he poured the strong looking hot liquid into the cup.
“Doc.”
Putting the pot back Jared crossed his arms over his broad chest. “Jensen you didn’t almost kill me. I am easily a head taller then you. I probably out weight you by thirty pounds and I am fifth degree black belt. I did the worst thing you can to someone in the throes of a nightmare. I tried to wake you up by touching you.” Jared licked his lips. “Do you want to talk about the dream?”
Shaking his head Jensen looked away. “Nope. So we fishing today?”
Music played low from the local Oldies station on the small portable radio on the boat. Jared had caught two bass right away. Jensen hadn’t so much as got a nibble on his line. They had talked about sports, told each other fishing stories from their youth. Mostly they sat silent just listening to the lap of water against the boat, the soft strains of music. It was peaceful.
Watching the shaggy haired doctor Jensen was struck by how good looking Jared Padalecki was. His sister Mackenzie would call Jared a hottie. What drew Jensen attention the most was Jared big strong hands. They long fingers that always seemed to be moving. Tapping to the beat of the music, smoothing down his thigh, waving as Jared talked. An image of Jared’s big hands cupping his hips pulling Jensen into his body flash through Jensen mind.
“You are staring at me.” Jared said with grin.
“Because you are fucking gorgeous.” Jensen mumbled embarrassed and turn his eyes back to the water.
Jared’s mouth dropped open sure he hadn’t heard Jensen correct. “Did you just say I was gorgeous?”
“NO! You need your hearing checked.” Jensen could feel his face turning red.
“You did! You totally think I am smokin’ hot.” Jared hooted his laugh echoing over the lake.
“Shut the hell up dude your scaring the fish.” Jensen grossed shooting a glare at the giant giggling like a school girl.
After sitting on the boat for hours Jensen was sore and stiff. His limp was more pronounced as they walked back to the lodge. His hand right hand throbbed from overuse. Jensen felt a little bad about Jared having to carry most of their gear back up. But Jared told him it wasn’t problem and loaded himself up like a pack mule and motioned for Jensen walk ahead of him.
Concentrating on the slight sway of Jensen perfect compact ass Jared didn’t notice when said ass stopped until he walked into Jensen’s back knocking him forward. Jared ending up practically crushing Jensen under his own weight plus the weight of all the gear he was carrying.
“Shit Jensen Sorry. Are you ok? Let me get up.” Jared pushed himself off Jensen.
Jensen closed his eyes as pain ripped through his leg and the palms of his hands that were ground in the rocky ground. “Jay I think I am just going to lay here for a while.” Jensen hissed as pain shot through is leg making it jump.
“Christ Jensen. I. Shit.” Jared studdard his hands flying all over the place. “I am going to bring the gear to the house. I'll be right back.” Jared waited for Jensen to respond. “Jen?”
“Go Jared. I’ll be here.” Jensen said rubbing his throbbing leg.
Jared dropped the gear on the deck running into the house to his med kit. Before they left the hospital Jared had all of Jensen med filled. He grabbed two of the pain meds and ran back out. All he could think about was Jensen lying out there in pain probably feeling the same way he felt back in Pakistan alone and hurt and it was all Jared fault.
Pushing himself up on his left hand Jensen let out the breath he was holding. He could feel sweat beading on his forehead from the effort. He could hear Jared heavy foot falls coming back. As fast as Jared was moving he was going to send himself and probably Jensen tumbling down to the lake. “Hey slow your gigantic ass down before you run my sore ass over again!”
Skidding to a halt directly behind Jensen Jared crouched down reaching over Jensen shoulder he handed him two white oval shaped pills and a bottle of water. “Here take your pain meds. Then we can see about getting you back up to the house.”
Popping the pills into his mouth Jensen looked at the young doctor over his shoulder. Jared looked so contrite and worried it was almost comical. His big hand started to fludder around Jensen. “I think I am ready to do this Doc.”
Jared hooked his hand under Jensen’s arms pulling him up like he was a toddler. He didn’t let go even when Jensen started to fuss. Jared wrapped one arm tightly around Jensen’s slim waist. “Just lean on me as much as you need to Jen.” After a few steps “Maybe I should just carry you up to house.”
Jensen’s head snapped around as he glared at Jared. “You try to pick me up like some damsel and distress and I’ll knock your dumb ass out again.”
“Ok then. As fun as that was the first time let’s not have a repeat.” Jared pulled Jensen’s arm around his shoulders. “Come on we can do this together.”
By the time they made it back to the cabin both men were sweating like they ran a marathon. Jared’s back was starting to ach from the slightly hunched position he had been in helping Jensen. As the pain meds started to work Jensen had sagged more into Jared as they went.
“Ok Jen let’s get you on the sofa.” Jared slid Jensen’s arm off his shoulder as he lowered the older man down on to the sofa.
“I am so fucked up Doc. You know you are wasting your time on me don’t you?” Jensen sounded completely defeated.
Jared crouched down in front of Jensen placing his hands on Jensen’s thighs. “It’s my time to waste and I choose you Jensen.” Jared surprised himself by leaning in and brushing a kiss on Jensen’s pouty lips.
TBC>>>>>