I Will Love You 'til My Muzzle Turns Grey (7/?)
Title: I Will Love You 'til My Muzzle Turns Grey (7/?)
Author: spnkinkfan.livejournal.com
Pairing: J2
Word Count: 1651
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Warnings: Violence, blood
Disclaimer: I own nothing, probably for the best.
A/N: You readers absolutely knock my socks off - I'm completely floored by the number of comments that have poured into my inbox. I've always said the people in this fandom are the nicest bunch of people anyone would ever want to meet - you all just keep proving that time and time again. This chapter is turning out to be long as hell so, instead of making everyone wait who-knows-how-much-longer, I am going to post this as part 1. Part 2 might end up being the rest of this scene and then on to the next one, or this one might just continue to be ridiculously wordy.
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Three Months Ago -
~Jensen~
Jensen sat hunched around his pain, watching the puddle of blood on the floor expanding. From the corner of his eye he could see the anxious medicae pacing just out of reach. The Alpha had left no room for argument - Christian and the twins were to be treated before he would let anyone near him. The worried medic had already tried to offer Jensen ice packs and a towel for the bleeding at least. He had been met with a warning growl that had dropped him to his back on the floor, whimpering and baring his belly and neck in submission.
When Ted had called to request a meeting to discuss some sort of peace negotiations to end the tensions between their packs, the first thought for all of them was that they fully expected to be walking into a trap at the meet location. Jensen had to grudgingly give his adversary credit for being clever at least. He still had yet to leave behind any sort of indisputable proof that he was behind any of the mysterious "incidents" that had suddenly started to occur so many months before.
Jeff had been insistent his team should be the ones escorting their Alpha into potential danger. Before the pack leader could even open his mouth, Christian had argued that it could possibly be a distraction to leave Jared open to an attack just as easily as it could be a trap for Jensen. Or, more than likely, a pinch of column A and a dash of column B. In the end, to Jeff's frustration, Bravo Team had been dispatched ahead of them to recon and report.
What Jensen and his team had not expected was being run off the road on the way there. Their lightly armoured Suburban didn't
stand a chance against the 26-foot-long box truck that slammed into its side on the seemingly-deserted stretch of back road.
They all heard the tendons in Christian's shoulders and elbows pop in protest as he fought the momentum, trying to wrestle the large vehicle back onto the road. A pained howl tore from his throat as he braced against the door and twisted the wheel, putting every inch of his muscular frame into the effort. It was futile, though, the other truck was simply bigger and heavier. It didn't take a genius to figure out what was in the back adding extra weight to the box truck.
The full-sized Chevy tore through the wooden-posted guardrail and rolled sidelong down a steep embankment, three full rolls before finally fetching up on its roof against a tree. By the time the dazed Alpha and his three guards had dragged themselves free from the wreckage of twisted metal and broken glass, a dozen werewolves in combat form were swarming toward them.
They had the briefest of seconds to assess themselves and each other, Jensen's eyes flicked quickly around the small group. Murphy's right shoulder was either dislocated or broken, hanging oddly down his side. That would make shifting forms a particularly dangerous prospect. If he was lucky it would force everything back to where it should be. If he was not, it could damage him further before the accelerated healing kicked in with the change and end up crippling him permanently. Connor was avoiding putting any weight on his left leg and was cradling his right wrist to his chest. Both were covered in glass and blood, it was difficult to tell how badly they were injured beyond the obvious.
Christian was already starting to change - Jensen had time to register the flickers of glass shards in his long dark hair, the shimmer of blood that covered his battered face and his arm wrapped tight around his abdomen before the shorter man was launched into the shift.
With the adrenaline surge and the rage driving him towards his own shift, Jensen was having trouble focusing enough to differentiate between the pain he lived with every day and the additional pain from his current injuries. He knew he was hurt but as Christian moved to position himself between his Alpha and the oncoming danger, Jensen allowed the change to flow over him and take some of the edge off the pain. Guards or not, there was no way in hell he was letting them fight this battle without him.
As he shifted forms, he offered up a prayer to whatever gods might be listening that no humans found themselves this far off the beaten path before they were finished. That was not exactly what the packs had in mind for their coming out party.
The first two barreled into Christian's coal-black-furred body, slamming him completely off his feet with the impact. The four following close behind them easily vaulted over the scrabbling combatants headed straight for Jensen. His reddish fur and slightly larger form made him distinctive amongst his pack and impossible to miss flanked by his darker-furred security.
The enraged Alpha crouched slightly, lowering his center of gravity to keep his balance, when a streak of silver-tipped black fur bolted into his line of sight scattering the attackers like bowling pins. It was possible to tell the twins apart in all their forms despite their similarities, but there was no time to look for the tell-tale signs. He hoped it was Murphy since all the limbs seemed to be in working order.
Before he could blink, the remaining six were bearing down on him. Frustration poured over him with the knowledge that he could not help either of his men as the twin was outflanked and slammed to the ground not far from where Christian was still trying to regain his footing.
A deep growl bubbled up out of his chest as he and the remaining twin leaped forward to meet the final attackers head on.
The next few minutes felt like years as claws and teeth found their marks time and time again. The smell of blood was overwhelming to their heightened senses, increasing the ferocity in some and nauseating others. Dirt and gore caked their fur, none of them were left unscathed in the chaos.
When Jensen was finally able to take another quick glance around, four of their attackers were down permanently, one was lying curled in on himself writhing in pain and Connor was down and not moving. The slender man had reverted back to his human form, which meant he was either injured critically or dead. Jensen started to edge his way toward his fallen pack-mate when something solid crashed into his temple and the world dropped into darkness around him.
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“Alpha! Alpha please!” Jensen did not immediately recognize the strangled voice that seemed to be so near to him as he struggled up out of the dark oblivion. “I'm just trying to help you, Alpha, please just open your eyes.” The voice was barely a squeaking wheeze, but he understood it well enough. He was not positive where he was or what had happened, but he was filled with a sense of danger and loss.
As his lids fluttered open his green eyes fought to focus and he realized he had a member of Charlie Team by the throat - Joe, if he wasn't mistaken. He immediately released the other man and rumbled an half-formed apology, the best he could do while still trying to bring his faculties online.
“It's okay Alpha,” Joe rasped and rubbed his abused throat, “I actually expected worse than that from at least one of you as you came around. Post-combat endorphins and all. That was a hell of a mess back there.”
Memories from the accident and the fight slammed home, sliding Jensen's world sideways for a moment as he tried to regain his mental balance.
“The others, are they - “ he struggled to sit up and look for the other men but pain ripped through him, stealing his breath away.
“Easy, easy, you're all alive and we are headed for Doc Misha. You've been out for awhile, we should be there real soon and he can
get you all patched up. We're in one of the converted vans, medical supplies and cots bolted to the inside walls like you designed. We're doing everything we can for you all while we're on the road.”
“Not that I'm not grateful and all,” still breathless with pain, his words came out in a staccato rhythm, “but what the hell were you guys doing out there?”
The blonde man had the grace to turn slightly away and try to conceal a smirk. “Well, it's like this. Christian figured the bases were covered as far as recon at the meeting site with Bravo Team there, but he wanted to be absolutely positive that if it came down to it we would have the advantage of manpower on our side. So he arranged for us to shadow your vehicle on the way there. Unfortunately, given that we were to stay out of sight, we were just far enough back that we didn't get there until after you'd been forced off the road and attacked. “
Jensen would definitely have to have a chat with his friend about keeping secrets from the Alpha, but first he needed to make sure Christian survived their ordeal. He was not sure if he would still be conscious by the time they got to Misha's and he wanted to make sure his orders were clearly heard and understood.
“Listen to me. When we get there, they get seen first.”
“But - “
“It's not up for debate. It's an order and if I am not awake to make sure it is carried out, I am holding you personally responsible.” The other man paled and swallowed hard, nodding to his leader that he understood completely.
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