CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS // REAL PEOPLE Prompt Post // August 1 - 15
This post is for ANY AND ALL REAL PEOPLE PROMPTS. People from other fandoms are allowed as long as the main pairing includes one person from the Supernatural cast. Exceptions made for Jared, Jensen, and/or Misha's wives.
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Instead the new human laughed, and started rubbing his fur with the sweet smelling thing.
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Jensen did his best to get Jeff into the tub, and apparently the companion had a thing for citric smelling hair product because the second he opened the bottle to let him smell what he was going to use on him, Jeff jumped into the tub not only splashing water everywhere, also pushing him inside aswell. Jensen felt disoriented for a minute before starting laughing like an idiot.
“Eager to be clean and fresh huh?” and started rubbing the product on his fur, he’d have to get pet’s shampoo or something. “I don’t blame you, whoever had you before… if I get the chance I’ll show them how nice is to abuse innocent creatures that trust them and love them.” Jensen started hearing the purring again, and saw how the giant cat squatted in the warm water until only his eyes and nose were visible; Jensen made a mental note to take Jeff to a pool some day.
He let him play for a couple minutes and wondered when was the last time this innocent creature had the chance to enjoy a bath. He left miserable too, thinking that he lost any chance to feel the same calm joy with his kid because he wanted to keep his job.
“Okay!” he said getting up trying to run away from his memories. “It’s time to get out of the water.” Jensen held a big towel for his new friend who docile climbed out, Jensen was bracing himself for a spray, but Jeff didn’t even shook the water off, he waited patiently until his human patted him dry.
“Look at you, look at you!” Jensen baby talked to the cat. “You’re such a good boy, a very good boy…” he said when the creature raised his back to follow the movements from Jensen’s arm on him.
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To Jeff the process of being brushed was pure torture, his fur was too long, even Emma’s mother said that back when he was young. “But we got a discount because they messed up the order.” She said smug, Jeff never really liked her.
Bath after bath he had to close his eyes and endure the painful process, even if with time Emma got better, not pulling so hard and not digging the brush too deep.
When Emma’s male came to live with them the brushing were reduced to once in a while and if at first JD was happy his coat itched and felt tangled. He did his best but a tongue no matter how rough, will never replace the careful strokes of a brush, still he felt it was his fault, other companions don’t really need people brushing them.
But, nothing prepared him for this, Jensen was careful and kind. And the hot thing wasn’t even as scarier as it used to be, his new human started in his head and made sounds and sang to him during the entire process. As if to calm him, JD… no, Jeff, felt happy under those careful hands, even if after a while he had to remind himself this is only until Emma is back.
When his new human finally reached his hinds and tail and hesitated. And Jeff felt the smell, arousal. It’s been so long since he smelled that, this one human smelled sweet and spicy and ripe. Jeff turned his head and stared at him for a minute, ready to do his job if it was ordered to him, even if it wasn’t Emma.
Instead the human looked away and scrunched his face while drying and combing the back of his legs and his genitals. Jeff felt something inside of him, both, disappointment because he was not useful and joy because he was not needed yet cared for.
Without thinking he reached his new human’s hand and licked it startling the green eyes male. It was never his intention to make him cry.
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Jensen was singing while drying Jeff’s coat, and he did it because it was his habit, he used to sing a song for his baby, Tahmoh always said the song was depressing and kinda inappropriate, Jensen never cared.
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So he scrunched his face and reached down there with his brush and drier being as gentle as he could.
“Please don’t eat me… please don’t eat me…” his hand roamed the length of Jeff’s sheath and the hardness inside, he felt every ridge on it, at the end of it a bulbous gland that will seal the companion and the owner together. He felt the wave of arousal run his body and Jensen huffed mortified. “I’m sorry Jeff. I’m sorry boy…” he said when the giant cat turned his head to him. “I swear I’m doing this because I have to and I’m not molesting you or anything.”
Jensen had a flash of his baby covered in poop after he left him with Tahmoh and the man fell asleep forgetting his kid. He had to bath Misha and when he was drying him and finally Tahmoh got tired of repeating he was sorry and left the room Jensen told his son he was sorry. “I won’t let him ruin you again, okay?”
But the baby was gone, and he had nobody anymore, that’s why the caress of a rough tongue made him jump, he found brown eyes fix on his face and he wailed holding his newly bathed companion.
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His new human - Jensen!- provided his brain, was a nice person but once he stopped crying made a sound with his mouth and asked him to follow, Jeff saw the sun was down now and he knew what was coming, he’d be put outside for the night, and he was scared to be left out again, to be alone, he should know better than to think he will stay inside. And he felt cold with his fur still half wet, it was hot yes, but at night it was chilly still and he would be alone.
Besides he knows what happens when Emma allows him in the house when the night comes, and he’s scared, he just lowers his body and moves closer to the door trying to be as small as possible.
“Jeff?” and he lowered even more. He closes his eyes and waits; he knows what will come now.
Jensen bent over him and Jeff let out a whine. Waiting for the blazing pain, instead he felt the same tender touch on his back and a soothing voice.
“Come on. It’s dinner time.” But he fears what would happen if he moves, what would he do if something changes, it changed with Emma why would it be different with him?
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Jensen was cooking again, after the last three months of depression he’s finally in the mood of something to eat. He wanted nothing else than to feed Jeff and the poor thing won’t eat alone, so he cooked chicken and fish sticks and boiled some eggs for him to, he’d need the protein.
But the big guy was missing. He’d been missing for a while now, but when Jensen went looking for him he saw him lowered on the floor not looking at him and flinching at the very sound of Jensen’s steps.
“Jeff!” he had said when entering the room to see the enormous form shiver, he tried, he did his best but nothing calmed the companion. “Okay, that’s it, you can stay there all nervous or you can come to the kitchen with me and eat…” he said as he walked back to see if the pet would follow. It took him a while, almost as if the fear were stronger than hunger. But he followed. Jensen ate sitting at the table this time, no more eating in front of the TV.
But the fun didn’t lasted long.
“I was wondering where are you going to sleep, you’re a bit too big for just a cardboard… not like I put you in a cardboard anyway.” Took a sip of water and turned to his friend. “”you could settle on the couch but I’m afraid I don’t know you enough to trust you with the entire house to yourself at night. What if you panic or need to go out or something?” He started talking to Jeff, as if he could understand what he was saying. “And what if you feel alone? I just let you in, you should sleep where you can see I’m there, right?”
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I've marked this as a WIP, please reply to this comment with an updated list of kinks when they are added, as well as when the fill is complete, so that I can update the tags on Pinboard.
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thanks for tagging
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no kinks I guess but pairing Jensen/Tahmoh P. only implied, tho.
thank you for your great work
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Well done on completing the fic! :)
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“Next thing… is teaching you some manners, I’m not gonna take your food away… you should chew each bite my friend…” he let out a chuckle, apparently way too loud for Jeff.
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Is not something he understand, all he knows is that his new human made a sound, too loud and too different and everything is white and he’s running, he has to get away, he can’t face the rod now, not after an almost entire day of being good.
Is his fault, is his fault that nobody cares for him anymore, he has to go to wait for Emma, he has to go, he notices the steps right behind him and JD hissed, bare teeth and hair all standing out to make himself look bigger. And he knows nothing can save him now, not even Emma, nobody would save him this time, if this new human is like Emma’s male… last time he couldn’t walk for days.
The door opened and he ran out, desperate, he just needs to get to his crib where nobody will bother him or hurt him.
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Jensen tried, he had to calm Jeff; poor thing is running tripping with everything. Several things broke on his frenzied escape, when Jensen tried to touch him he hissed and bared giant fangs. The only thing to do was open the door, so he could get out.
Jeff flew out and even if Jensen went to the other house’s yard he couldn’t find the companion, way past midnight he went back home and left a light on in case Jeff came back.
The next morning he woke up with the shrilling of his phone. He took the damn thing and answered. It was his best friend and lawyer; finally he had a date in court.
“Sorry it took all this time Jensen, but I finally have a date in court, and the judge is a working fertile father too…”his lawyer said, he then proceeded to inform Jensen about what Tahmoh said.
It was almost unheard of fertiles fighting custody, no other breeder would take a fertile raising a baby and working was not easy feat.
Even with daycare services and all it was really hard. Most of the time, either fertiles didn’t fought the issue or their petitions were rejected, so having the chance to fight was as good as it could go.
“So… once everything is set, I’ll call you with more details…” Jared asked about the mutte Jensen didn’t heard a word.
Jensen was bursting with joy and he had no one to tell about this, he needed to jump and hug someone but he had nobody around. Not even a neighbor.
He dropped his phone on the table and did what he could; he walked out under the sun, and stretched his arms. He looked up and thanked God and started laughing and laughing, and screamed thank you again and again, soon. He thought, soon he’ll hold his boy in his arms again. And he started crying.
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Jeff slept in the remains of his crib as every night, still by morning no Emma. He felt miserable, nobody cared for him, and even his new human got angry and put him out.
Suddenly he heard s sound it was like someone crying, it was like the sound last night but different.
JD spent the entire night missing the soft touch and the tender hand on his back; he wanted to go back but was afraid. The sound died down but after a while it was replaced for something else, he sniffled a little and walked through the space in the fence he used the day before and walked into Jensen’s yard to find him sitting on the grass, what if his new human was hurt? He didn’t smelled like he was hurt.
There was no smell of blood or fear Jeff moved closer to Jensen and nudged his arm with his snout to have those green honest eyes directed to him.
The male hugged him, and for once the sudden movement didn’t scare him, it actually felt good.
Something was nagging at him though. He was with Jensen again, what if Emma came back?
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Jensen was thankful to have the strong presence of Jeff to hold on to. Once he could rein his emotions pulled Jeff back inside the house and feed him, noticed the companion looking out the door every once in a while, he spent the night thinking about him.
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“You are waiting for your owner, right?” the cat stopped eating to look at him. “I figured out you were… we’ll leave a note on your crib, okay? So if they come back they’ll know where to find you.” Jensen moved to his desk and took a piece of paper and a pen and wrote while reading it for Jeff.
FOUND: beautiful dark colored, long haired companion. Please visit your neighbor on Shelton Street 335.
Jensen turned to Jeff. “If he comes back, he’ll find this and come for you.” He held his phone in case Jared called and tried to keep himself occupied.
Days passed and Jeff started gaining confidence, the first night he asked out again, this time without panic.
The next morning he was waiting for Jensen on the deck, sitting with his tail wagging behind him and moving his whiskers as if asking to be let in. Jensen was more than happy to let him, especially when the giant head caressed his leg and the giant cat started purring and padded softly to the kitchen asking for breakfast.
They cleaned. Well Jensen cleaned while Jeff was looking from the couch, Yes! He even was confident enough to be put on the couch. He looked as Jensen dusted, purring softly and tail flicking distractedly. Then Jensen folded his laundry, at least he tried while Jeff entertained himself pushing every little pile his human had folded the second Jensen turned.
As days passed by Jeff got bolder and bolder in his love demonstrations. He made Jensen smile more often while he held him and licked as if licking a cub while they watched TV.
The sound the cat did every now and then when Jensen wasn’t in sight made him happy, it was better than being alone. Until Jensen’s week off came to an end.
Jensen found that they had to go out for a walk, since his house didn’t had a litter box, sadly Jensen didn’t had a leash and neither had he tags, the last thing he needed was to be in new police records. So a run to the vet was called for.
Jeff shivered since the moment Jensen mentioned the veterinarian, and he was almost peeing himself and was whining all the way in the car breaking the guy’s heart, he reached to the passenger sit to the furry head and caressed between his ears.
“You’ll be fine, big boy, I’ll be there with you.” It seems to sooth the companion at least a bit.
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Jeff was better, he felt better, no more aching, no more thirst, and he was allowed to sit on Jensen’s couch, he started being more confident, he knew that his new human won’t hurt him for getting on the furniture, he understood that after Jensen started touching his paws with the wet rag he was scrubbing on the floor, strange things humans are, scenting stuff with the sweet chemical smell from a bottle instead of your own…
He was hoping Jensen stopped him at night, and let him sleep inside, but it never happened when Jeff got to the door Jensen just opened it for him.
It was okay, -he thought- that way he could go back to the other house and see if Emma was finally there. There was no other place in the world he’d like to be than with Emma.
While having breakfast one morning Jensen told him they were going to the vet, and Jeff felt like passing out. The vet was mean and used an electric prod to make him obey and used to stick things on his body.
Jensen talked and talked and made him get in the car. Jeff was panicking. He did his best to beg Jensen to stop, not to take him to see that awful man and the foul smelling place.
“You got to trust me, buddy; you’ll be fine big boy. I’ll be there with you.” And it made him feel better.
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Jensen took Jeff to the vet hoping the man could tell him what was best for his friend companion. He bought litter and kibble and a new bed. A ton of toys too, since Jeff had nothing to distract himself.
A squeaky rubber chicken was apparently Jeff’s favorite already.
Then he found himself looking for tags.
The vet told him that Jeff was healthy even if underweight and needed to be deparasited just in case. Told him too he should get a license and register Jeff as his. And that he was due to see him again in ten days.
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Jensen looked at the guy’s face with disgust.
“Jeff is a friend, a companion, not an income chance.”
The veterinarian, an older guy named Jim smiled at him and patting Jeff’s back as if it were nothing. “Good, glad to hear that, right boy?”
The doctor gave Jensen a couple more recommendations and sent them home. Walking out, Jeff followed Jensen without leash or harness, as if he were his since they were little.
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As everything Jensen did for him the trip to the veterinarian were not awful at all, for a start, he was petted and cooed during the whole trip even if Jensen’s other hand were on the steering wheel.
Then the place was different this wasn’t the same dingy place where Emma’s mom took him. It didn’t smell of dead or sickness, it didn’t had the energy of pain and fear, it was different, smelled like the same flowery chemical smell humans like and there were a dozen other creatures like him, some well taken care of, others no so much.
Jensen was at his side as he promised and Jeff leaned on his new human’s touch. It surprised him how the voice and the words were clearer and clearer as if Jensen was becoming his new Emma and it hurt him. He just wanted to go home. He had to check for Emma in his old house.
The second he felt the energy change, when the human with the furry face changed the energy he wanted to hide, until Jensen got protective, Jeff knew he’d miss Jensen once Emma came back for him.
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Jensen left Jeff with the giant litter box, a bunch of snacks peppered around the play room and his toys, explained him as if he were a child he had to work and was worried sick his friend would get nervous.
Jeff’s last look at him when he closed the door was enough to break his determination. But he had to go.
People at work were caring and attentive to him, and treated the fertile as if he lost his child on an accident instead of to an estranged mate. By 4 pm Jensen was more than ready to head back home.
That’s when he got Misha’s daycare center’s call.
“Hey Jensen…” said an apologetic Rachel. “Sorry to bother you but is past five and we still haven’t heard of Tahmoh, and you know the rule after three unattended phone calls.
“I know, I know, I’ll be there in ten minutes.”
Jensen got Misha and his diapers bag and went home, he called Tahmoh twice without answer and was pissed, his baby was sitting on the couch eating cookies and playing with lego blocks.
“This is my last call you bastard, I’ll be calling child services after this.” He left his phone on the table a little bit too forcefully and turned at the first fit of giggles coming from his baby boy. At two Misha was curious and cute, and he was always touching things. Jensen wasn’t ready to see Jeff stealing his boy’s animal crackers and licking his hands, and how the giant companion could make his baby so happy.
They had chicken nuggets and Jeff was close to the tub when Jensen bathed Misha making little chirping noises as if trying to get the kid’s attention. Jensen felt very happy to have his boy with him.
He sang to his baby to sleep and noticed amazed how Jeff curled himself near them too.
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Jeff waited and waited for Jensen to come home, he knew his new human would be back, he said so and Jensen never gave him a reason to not trust him. So he waited near the door until he heard the sound of the car.
What he wasn’t ready for was the tiny human, he had clear eyes and curious little fingers touching and poking at his fur, and planting sloppy wet kisses on his head, as if he were a toy.
Jeff felt for tinny human when Jensen got a hold of him and put him in for a bath, he was scared Jensen would hurt him, he knows, even if Jensen is always careful that humans can hurt you. When he was a cub Emma’s older brother and her mom used to hurt him. So he kept making sure tinny human was safe and not scared.
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thank you
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Jensen caressed Jeff and let him sleep with them in bed, Jeff never felt better in his life.
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Jensen woke up very early because of the thumping sound of someone banging on his door, Misha was asleep but Jeff wasn’t there.
He got up; maybe his furry friend needed to go out, what he found was something completely different, Tahmoh was there, hung over and pissed.
He could see his face through the safety glass of his door an don his end of it, was Jeff, standing on his back legs and front legs against the glass as tall as his once mate, hair stood up and bushy tail.
“Jeff down…” Jeff hissed once more and didn’t back down. “Jeff DOWN!” Jensen said getting closer. “NOW!” and caressed his friend’s neck. “go watch Misha…” The companion’s ears twitched and he left the room not before marking the glass with one powerful spray. “NO! Jeff!” Jensen felt personally offended by it. “You pig, we’re really gonna have to talk about this later.”
The door opened immediately. “What the fuck Jensen, what’s that thing doing here?”
“Not you business.” He replied. “What happened? My son was left on daycare for fourteen hours? Really?”
“I was at a meeting, and then I had to go to see this client... you know how it is.”
“No Tahmoh I don’t…”
“You could take care of him, but instead of being a good mate and stay home you have to work, right? Feeling up a bunch of football players?”
“I’m a physical therapist. Don’t make it sound as if I were a whore”
“You’re not a whore, yeah, that’s why a recently unmated fertile has a companion? A mutte?”
It was well known that while companions were a commodity for young unmated kids it was not well seen for a fertile out of mating to have one that didn’t belong to him or her since childhood, or even those if the family was very traditional. It meant the fertile valued more his own sexual gratification than the partnership that came with the mate. It was a proof that the mentioned Fertile was not fit to raise kids, often those who had a companion ended up alone, that was the reason why older companions were often abandoned and neglected.
“Jeff is a stray, I’m not gonna kick him out, I could live with an animal for three years I can deal with one that actually take care of its own shit.”
Tahmoh moved forward as if ready to hit Jensen but the green eyed man didn’t back up, instead he hardened his eyes and squared his shoulders ready to fight.
A giggle came of the hall and they saw Misha waddling toward them Jeff at his side, looking intently to the blue eyed adult.
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Jeff woke up to the sound of the door, he looked over to see Jensen asleep, tinny human tucked in his arms and holding tight to his shirt.
But the sound came again from the other room and he jumped softly out of the bed, Jensen was his human now and he had to protect him, the same way he protected Emma when kids were mean to her or her brother bullied her. So finding this male with the scent he fairly felt in tinny human before they bathed him; entering the house as if he belonged there made him kick into protective mode, that was the other mistake made by the lab when he was ordered, he had too much of a possessiveness and protectiveness, he was supposed to be a toy, not a guardian or a pet.
The human looked at him and moved past pushing Jensen’s picture off of the table, the quiet thud of it on the carpet, and he jumped forward, baring his teeth and hissing.
He knows better than to growl or roar, he’s been beaten too many times by Emma’s male, but he wasn’t ready to let this male hurt tinny human or Jensen. Jeff didn’t got to him, just made him back away enough for him to stand on the door and keep him from getting in.
The smell of fear and anger from both humans when Jensen went to the door scared him at first but only put another notch on his protective instinct, he had to do it; he had to let this human know who was in charge here. It was so long since he scented something like that even if it pissed Jensen off.
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Jeff ends up shivering after Jensen sent tinny human away with the other one, just like that he gave tinny human away.
If he can do that to a human cub what would he do to an old used companion who lost his owner?
Jeff wanted out, and he was afraid of coming back.
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Jensen had called social services, but as a fertile without any help he had no right to keep his baby. Tahmoh took him once more, Misha cried from the second his father took him breaking Jensen’s heart. Soon, soon, he said to himself, Jared was taking care of that, he’ll have his baby back very soon.
He felt broken and went looking for Jeff but the companion backed away from him and ran out the second the door was open.
Everyone was leaving him now.
Jared called almost two hours later. “Jensen? What’s wrong?” Jensen did his best to explain. “That rat bastard.” And he changed subjects fast. “The hearing is on Monday, they agreed to make it urgent due the trouble with day care, and it’s our chance. I’ll get this report papers by then, and I’ll have someone searching for places where he was, okay?”
“Okay…” he said flat.
“You better be okay. If aside of everything you look like a freaking zombie we won’t have a case.”
“I had him with me, Jared, my baby was here for a night” he sighed.
“Do you have any idea of how it feels like?”
“Calm down, you’ll have him with you permanently but you better be strong now.”
Jensen had to get up, he had to bath and go to work, and he left kibble for Jeff and a blanket on the porch, in case his companion was back before he came home.
What he found on his way out of the neighborhood surprised him, flyers everywhere. The area was inhabited by upper middle class families and a little bit east you’d find a very wealthy area. The flyers advertised one of the farms:
“mutte girls looking for boyfriends. If you have a companion stud we can find him a girlfriend, you’ll get half the money made with the litters.”
Jensen stopped and climbed out to crush as many flyers as he reached from the ones stuck on every available surface.
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Jeff was trying to sleep on his old crib, he missed the new one, black as his fur and comfy and soft. He missed the sweater Jensen put on it with his smell, not the sweet scenting thing, his real smell.
He feared he’d be kicked out just like tinny human but after the first night when he saw light and thought Emma was back he was even more afraid of being out here when those in Emma’s house let the giant dog they had out to the back yard, so he ran back the second he heard the barking.
It was dark outside when he crawled back into Jensen’s porch, he scratched the door and yowled to call Jensen’s attention and in seconds he had his new human at the door and on his knees holding him.
“I thought you left me too.”
That was the second night Jeff slept in the same bed than his human.
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Jensen came back home and called Doc Jim, the veterinarian asking if there was anything to do legally to stop those who were breeding companions.
“No, not really, at least not all companions are fertile. Yours sadly is capable of reproduction, you should be careful.”
Jensen told him about the fliers and the doc got pissed. “I’ll call the local human society, I can’t promise you anything, okay? But I’ll try.” And after a beat he continued. “Did you took your boy to register? You have to take Jeff to the county pound and get a license.”
“No, I’ll go tomorrow early…” he lied, since Jeff hadn’t been at home for over a day now. And to make things worst, Jared told him to get rid of the mutte.
“He’s no good Jensen, you know what they’ll say if you get there with a mutte.”
“Companion…”
“It could be fucking Bin Laden, it’s still not good for your case.” And he repeated once more. “Get rid of the mute.”
“NO….”
“Jen... Please be reasonable…”
“No, he was abandoned once already, I know how it feels to be left behind, I won’t do that to him again.”
“Then let me register him as mine, it’ll be less a problem, I’m beta, nobody would say anything. Nobody needs to know”
“I’d know…”
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Jensen should’ve said his best friend Jeff went out over 24 hours ago and didn’t’ came back, not even for food. “He’s gone…” he thought looking into the almost new crib on his den.
He didn’t ate, he just fell on the couch pulling the blanket he kept there and ignored the world. Until something took him out of his slumber, he’d swear he heard a yowl.
He got up and waited until another sound came from out the door. And he ran down the short hall, it was Jeff. His companion was standing right out of the door, purring and calling for him.
He fed him, and made himself a sandwich because the giant cat wouldn’t eat alone and went to bed. Jeff held in his arms as close as the cat let him, he sang to the cat, as he sang the first time he climbed on his bed with Misha, he sang to him the same song he sings to his baby all the time.
Jensen had his hands holding strands of the long dark fur and the companion was purring, he just buried his nose in the softness of Jeff’s coat and let himself cry. At least he wasn’t alone tonight.
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The first thing he needed the next morning was going out to his litter box so he ran to the door and made the potty dance, as Jensen called it, his human opened the door for him and right there Jeff froze, there it was; Emma’s smell, but also there was the distinct smell of the dog, the giant dog a bull mastiff, the one on Emma’s house.
The barking came just seconds later and Jensen was there opening the door for him, never in his life Jeff had been so glad to have a nice human like Jensen, Emma’s male would’ve let him out, like he did when the neighbor great Dane came to eat his food, Emma’s male laughed and let Jeff out there sacred and hungry for two days before Emma let him in.
“You okay?” his human was scratching his fur and looking for wounds which was better than anything else. He just followed Jensen because he said car ride.
Jeff got on the car as soon as Jensen asked him to, and he was just relaxed and wagging his tail in the back sit, this time really confident that Jensen wouldn’t hurt him. He was taking him away from the mad dog on the yard, and even let him use the emergency litter box inside the house. He got up, he was just happy and moved to sniff Jensen’s head, he’d never understand the squeal when he just wanted to lick his human’s hair, because it was once more rubbed with one of the sweet smelling things.
The moment he felt the smell he started panicking, it was the smell of death and fear from the other veterinarian, Jensen was going to give him away like he did with tinny human. Jeff tried to find a way to escape, but the car was moving too fast, and the window wasn’t open big enough to escape.
He looked around in panic and finally surrendered and sat on the back sit, he lowered his head and waited for it to happen, is not the first time he’s left alone after all.
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Jensen went around the house to ask about the giant dog on his backyard, just to find that someone was renting Jeff’s owner’s house. He was informed they’ll be throwing the old crib and asked him to keep the companion away from his yard, or they’ll get him and send him to one of the farms. “We have noticed he has no collar.” Threatening him the guy on the once empty house said. “You better keep that thing out of our yard.”
Jensen pissed asked them to do the same with the giant jerk of a dog that scared his companion.
He had to do this, he had to register Jeff as his own, to keep him safe and tagged, and to be sure he won’t be taken away.
He asked his pet to get in the car and Jeff just obeyed, once more he sang to his cat on the way to the city pound, it was eventful to travel with Jeff, it always was, even giving him a toy he rather lick his hair while on the high way by example of how eventful.
But nothing prepared Jensen to the pain of seeing Jeff getting all worked up because of the place, the smell had him whimpering and Jensen felt his heart breaking. His companion wasn’t even fighting, he just sat down on the back seat like he was wounded, resigned to whatever was about to happen to him.
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He had to practically drag Jeff into the office and the poor vet got it even worse, Jeff was growling and hissing at him, even with Jensen caressing his soft fur.
“I don’t know what got into him; he’s usually very well behaved…” Jensen commented frustrated.
“I know this one this is Emma Hogan’s mutte, Emma Boone now, I thought she moved to the city…” commented the man as he patted Jeff’s hinds and then his privates. “You‘re not using him… too bad he needs to be used, now and then.”
“Why?” asked Jensen losing his cool. “Just because he’s a heat companion?”
“Look man, they’re created with one purpose, you take that away from them and what’s left?” the man patted Jeff’s balls and the cat growled and lashed out with bared claws. The thick leather glove the guy used prevented him to get hurt.
“Hey! Watch it!” the pound employee was surprised to notice it was to him and not to Jeff. “He’s a pet, not a fucking machine, are we clear?”
The man looked at Jensen as if he were insane and nodded not even pretending to hide his seedy smile. Jensen had enough and asked to talk to the supervisor.
The new man was first one’s boss; he smiled and caressed Jeff’s back. He checked Jeff’s chip and the tattoo on his neck that marked him as able to fertilize. And told Jensen he had to wait ten days after they sent a bolo, if nobody came to pick the mutte he could keep him.
“Even though he had been abandoned for all this time? Look!” Jensen had pictures of the state in which he found Jeff.
“Damn…” this guy at least sounded honest. “Yes, it’s the law, but don’t worry, companions rarely are claimed back.” And caressed Jeff’s back while rubbing something on his back. It changed his fur’s color. “Not even with the farms. This will let us find the chip quite fast, if ten days are done or you can prove mistreatment or abuse or neglectful behavior regarding the mutte, then you’ll ne his new owner.”
Jensen took the companion to the car and saw how Jeff seemed incredulous that he was going back unharmed.
“I’d never leave you behind buddy.” Jensen caressed Jeff, still he felt nervous, Emma Boone, the guy said, Emma Boone abandoned Jeff, there had to be a way to not let her get him again.
Sadly someone had a different plan.
“Hey Emms, how are you!?” the first guy from the pound greeted to whoever was at the other end of the line. “Fine, fine I’m very glad, you remember your companion? I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind me taking it to a farm. It’ll give us some money.” After a beat he kept talking to his phone. “Well, there’s this guy, a unmated fertile, he’s been here a couple hours ago asking about him to adopt.”
Whatever the woman said made the sleazy man smile. “Awesome I’ll wait for you on the weekend.”
***
Jeff went back home with Jensen and did his best to be good, he didn’t splashed water when he drank from his bowl and played only with his toys. He let his human hug him and held him close to bed, and licked Jensen’s hair every time he had to get him off of that stupid sweet smell that followed him everywhere.
He didn’t eat too much and purred every time Jensen was close. Just to prove his new human he was good and grateful.
He waited for him after work and licked him at night, even if Jensen didn’t seem interested in the grooming.
Every day a little bit of JD disappeared in his head and even though he noticed it, he was more interested in being a good companion to Jensen, because he was more than the pheromones to him.
And then? Then he heard Emma’s whistle.
***
Jensen woke up on Monday, Jeff was out of the bed and running, maybe flying would describe it better.
He blinked and sighed trying to wake up when he heard it again, a whistle. And Jeff started fussing. “Jeff? Come here boy!” he ordered before rolling his eye, Jeff wasn’t a dog.
Suddenly he heard scratching and yowling and he ran to let Jeff out.
Jensen felt his heart beating like crazy, why was his companion obeying the whistle? Was it from his firmer owner?
***
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Emma was whistling as hard as she could his tenant had told her he saw the companion she was looking for around the neighborhood.
“He’s out there somewhere living with an omega.” He said before slamming the door on her face. Clint didn’t want to see JD anymore; they had enough fights because of that useless old cat.
She patted the back pocket of her jeans where the small paper was, she could put JD to the farm, they’ll get him to work and she’ll earn good money for something she thought she’d never had to deal with anymore.
Emma let out another whistle and saw the well known chocolate eyes, he was hidden among the bushes, those eyes disgusted her now, she asked for green eyes, and they did that wrong, and she asked for a large one, and Jeff was not larger than the one the girl with red hair. What was the name of her? Her classmate with the really big one, dark fur too, Momoa, it was called; she remembers that, they used to come to play to her house and JD wasn’t the biggest.
Sometimes she wished her mother didn’t brought JD home; there were so many mistakes with the order.
“Come here JD, come here…” called squatting down to clasp the leash on her hand to its collar if he ever gets closer. But dang, there was no collar. And the damn cat wasn’t getting any closer. “Come on you idiot, I’m in a hurry, I have an appointment to get my nails done.”
***
Jeff ran to his owner, the one human he was made for, but the second he got there he smelled something else, she was different, the scent of her male was strong and made him uncomfortable.
Besides she smelled angry, and he knew better than to go see her when she was angry, he still could feel the edge of her booth on his ribs when she was taking stuff out of her house before she left.
It’s been only minutes, and he was already scared, yet something more powerful than him was pulling him to Emma, his Emma.
JD missed Jensen, it’s been weeks since he used that name for himself; he was Jeff now, with Jensen.
Then he heard the voice from his new house, “Jeff!!! Come here boy.” He turned and ran back.
Something was repeating in his head, traitor, traitor, you cannot abandon your own, you cannot abandon your own, Emma is your owner, you’re Emma’s, not Jensen, you were made for her, you were hers.
He remembers when the girl heats those soft when she only needed someone to cuddle with, to the very strong ones before she mated. Good and bad times and every memory were pulling at him, why was he going back to Jensen.
“There you are…!” cooed Jensen petting his head. “What happened pretty boy?” he caressed his coat softly.
***
Jensen had to call more than once for his new friend to come back, he was worried so he made an especially tasty breakfast.
He left him with a new chew toy and ruffled his fur and kissed his head before going out.
He had the hearing about his baby that day.
The way to the courthouse was fast, before he knew what was happening he was in the room with Jared at his side.
“Please tell me you’re calmed and ready.” Jared asked and Jensen smiled and nodded.
Tahmoh came seconds after him, carrying baby Misha on his arms awkwardly, obviously not used to carry the kid himself.
Once everyone was seated the judge started.
“This reunion is to review the custody of Misha Pennickett -Ackles.” The lady asked for Jared to present his case.
Jared started:
“Considering recent events we’re here your honor, asking for the custody of my client’s child.” He had papers on his hands. “As you can see my client ex-husband has a long record of violence and during the time he’s been in custody of the baby, Misha has been left unattended in several occasions, including being left in day care for 14 hours when the original arrangement with the center said he’d be there only for six.”
It was Huffman’s time, Tahmoh’s attorney. “My client has a very demanding job, as a security specialist, and still he tried to give his son the best possible environment for his development, he has a full time nanny now. It was a mistake that any single parent could make, but he is dealing with it, considering he’s taking care of a child that the fertile who gave birth to, abandoned.”
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