Back when they were born, Jared had never dared to hope that he would get a chance to be a part of their life; but now, six-years down the line, he couldn’t imagine living without them. It had been an exciting time filled with memories both good and bad. Among the good ones, one of his favourites was the day he and Jensen had tied the knot. Their little boy had been the ring bearer and their darling angel, the flower girl. And though Jared had known Jensen for the better part of three years by then, he had felt like the naive teenager all over again. ... They had moved back to their old neighbourhood- not the same house, but one two lanes away from the place where he had conceived their kids. ... Jensen had been promoted to full chef. And Jared had managed to get a degree in accountancy and was currently pursuing a diploma in business management. He was slightly older than most of his classmates, having chosen to take a year and half’s sabbatical to spend more time with his children, but he didn’t regret the time spent with them in the least.
The good memories outnumbered the bad, but one of the worst things that had happened to them was Henry’s death. The older omega had suffered a massive cardiac arrest a little less than a year ago and had succumbed in mere minutes. Jared had been there and called Jensen frantically after alerting the emergency services, but by the time Jensen reached the hospital some twenty minutes later, everything had been over. The kindly omega had left a huge hole in both their hearts and the house felt empty and vacant nowadays once the kids were in bed and Jensen was yet to return.
Jared tucked them in once they had dozed off to his voice, switched on the night-light and tiptoed out. Heading to the kitchen, he made himself some instant noodles; ladled himself a plate and carried it with him to their bedroom, aware that Jensen would be returning late and would have already eaten. His husband was spending the evening with his cousin, Mark Pellegrino. Even the alpha’s name made Jared wrinkle his nose in disgust, so it was no wonder then that the two had a spectacular falling out soon after his marriage to Jensen. The man had invited himself to their home and made the mistake of making disparaging remarks about omegas. Henry had gone quiet and terrified at the unpleasant words and when Jensen had embarrassedly lowered his eyes and refused to intervene, Jared had taken it upon himself to speak up in defence. Pellegrino’s expression had almost been hilarious the way his eyes had gotten so wide, but assuming Jensen’s silence to mean his agreement with Pellegrino’s sentiments, the man had made the mistake of reaching out and actually grabbing Jared. He still wasn’t sure what the man had intended to do to him, because while Jensen had let the verbal insults roll off his back like water on oil; he had drawn the line at anyone touching his family. Mark Pellegrino had found himself facing the wrong end of the chef’s wickedly sharp paring knife that day. No blood had been drawn, but the day had ended with the other alpha storming away.
The two alphas had eventually made up, much to Jared’s displeasure; with Jensen being the first to extend the olive branch. When he’d furiously demanded why the chef was so backbone-less when it came to Mark, Jensen had carefully explained that he couldn’t care less about his cousin; however, cutting off all contact with the man meant leaving his omegas to their circumstance. That he had to keep good terms with him to be able to sneak in occasional treats to Denny and Vincent. ... And Jared had nothing to say to that. So Jensen kept in touch with Mark Pellegrino; visited his house as often as the opportunity presented itself to sneak edible treats to the two omegas there and went out to restaurants and bars the rest of the time; but he never invited Mark to the Ackles-Padalecki residence again and never made the mistake of taking Jared along when he went to meet the man.
By the time Jensen got back, Jared was long done with his meal and had even finished updating all his notes for his diploma. He was done with his bath and was looking forward to giving his husband a warm welcome once he got back. His plans were abruptly cancelled when he got a glimpse of Jensen’s expression as he let himself in.
“What happened? Are you alright?”
The alpha just stood at the door staring at him wordlessly, prompting Jared to walk up to the man and wrap him in his arms. Jensen melted into his touch and the beta could feel him trembling. Times like these, he was glad to have a few inches on his husband.
“Hey... sshhh.... everything’s okay, alright? I’ve got you. You’re okay... sshhh... it’s okay...it’s okay... calm down.”
Jensen tried to regulate his breathing but it was quite clearly not working as well as they’d hoped and the alpha’s chest was rising with increasingly panicked inhales as he struggled to breath.
“Hey! Look at me- look at me, Jensen!- Yes, good... that’s good... now repeat after me, okay?”
He waited for the man’s tiny nod before beginning.
“91...87...89...93...85...84...98...”
As the man repeated the random numbers, brow furrowing adorably as he tried to make sense of the sequence, his breathing finally regulated itself and Jensen went pliant in his arms. Together, they stumbled up the stairs and to their bedroom, before Jared divested the man of his street clothes, wiped down the sweat efficiently with a baby-wipe and bundled him into soft sleep-wear. They were huddled together under the blankets before Jared demanded answers.
“Mark’s selling Denny.”
“What?!”
The chef just shrugged sadly, “He miscarried the last two pregnancies... he’s at the med-wing at TOC at the moment, but the paperwork’s complete. He won’t be going home again.”
“That’s awful!”
Jensen nodded. “What bothers me is that Mark’s not even going to tell the boy, you know? I mean yeah, it’s not like he visits or anything... but Denny will literally find out when TOC arrives to take him. Mark was upset they wouldn’t let him charge Denny for the sum he lost when he miscarried.”
“That’s horrible!” Jared whispered, cuddling closer to the man who had once owned him, but never abused his power over the naive teenager. “...but that’s not why you had a panic attack, was it?”
Jensen’s cheeks turned scarlet and he hid his face against Jared’s shoulder, “Ugh...! Do we really have to speak about that?”
“Tell me,” He coaxed.
“I saw you... and all of a sudden it wasn’t Denny who was getting taken away by the TOC. It was you.”
“I’m safe.”
“And thank Heaven for that!” Jensen murmured, pulling back to lie on his back and throwing an arm over his face. “I don’t know what’ll I do if I ever lost you, Jared.”
“Thank you,” The beta murmured, and then after a pause, “You know what you have to do now, don’t you, Jensen?”
The alpha lifted his arm to glance at his mate and husband, “You’re sure about this?”
Jared smiled, “I’m sure.”
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