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Title: Kidnapped
Artist: dragonflybeach
Author: kuwlshadow
Other Pairing(if applicable): none
Rating: R for violence
Warnings/Spoilers: violence, blood, minor character death
Summary: While on hiatus, Jared and Jensen are kidnapped.
Art: Live Journal | Tumblr | Ao3
Story: Live Journal | Tumblr | Ao3
Hindsight: Never volunteer to make a beer run.
So it was the second weekend in May and Steve was having "a few" friends over.
"A few" started off as Jensen and Danneel, Jared and Sandy and about 5 other people, including Steve. There was beer, food, more beer and a swimming pool. And then someone said they should call Chris, so he and Steve could play some music. Then Jensen said they should call Tom, because he would love to hear Steve play. Then Jared called Chad, because, well God only knows why and the next thing you know there were about 50 people there, and not nearly enough alcohol.
Jensen, being ‘The Good Friend’, volunteered to make the booze run since he was still sober enough to drive.
Jared was already too buzzed to drive but the boy makes a good pack mule, so Jensen took him along to help carry stuff.
Besides, Jared drove an SUV, which had a lot more cargo room than Danni's convertible. Which is what Jensen had arrived in.
Jensen made a pit stop on the way out. Danni's phone was sitting on the counter next to the sink. He put it in his pocket, knowing that she would be looking for it in a little while since she probably forgot where she’d put it down.
Some of the ladies asked for wine instead of beer and Chad wanted to make Jaeger Bombs. They headed to the nearest liquor store, which was only about five minutes away.
Jared was telling some rambling story, because bless his little ADHD heart he got sidetracked under good circumstances and having a blood alcohol content about twice the legal limit made it ten times worse. There was something about Gilmore Girls and Ed Hermann should have played Herman Munster in a remake and palming basketballs that had Jensen just nodding and trying to keep up.
They pulled up to the store, parking on the side, toward the back of the lot because Jensen wasn't comfortable parking the big SUV and wanted a space with no one on either side.
Jared kept on talking. "And then Milo walked up to ..."
He was cut off by a screaming female voice.
"No! NO! Stop! Let me go!"
Next to a minivan parked between their space and the front door of the store, a dark skinned young woman was struggling with a man who held her from behind.
Superhero Jared Mode was activated before Jensen's brain caught up with what was going on.
"Hey!" Jared shouted, stomping up to the guy. "Let her go!"
The guy was a little bigger than average but of course he was no match for someone Jared's size. He let go of the woman, who ran straight into the store.
"What the fuck?" the guy screamed at Jared. "Who the fuck do you think you are, getting in somebody's business?"
"Who the fuck do you think you are, putting your hands on a woman?" Jared yelled back.
Jensen opened his mouth to warn Jared that Kripke might not think it was funny if they got in another fight. But before he could make a sound, another man stepped around the front of the minivan.
The second one had a gun.
Jensen knew in that second that he should back off, because he was still in the shadows beyond the parking lot light and the other man probably hadn't seen him. He should call 911.
Instead, he stepped up to Jared's elbow, because whatever happened to his best friend, Jensen wasn't just going to watch from the darkness.
“Fuck, man,” the first guy said. “She gon’ run in there and call the cops. We gotta go.”
"What're you driving?" the guy with the gun asked.
"I didn't drive." Jared shrugged.
"What car you in?" the first guy shouted, pulling a gun from the inside of his jacket.
Jensen almost passed out right that second.
These were real guns. These weren't prop guns. And these weren't actors pointing them.
"We're uh, we're in the Toyota there." Jensen jerked his head toward the SUV, holding his hands up.
The second man came closer, pointing his gun right in Jared's face. "Well then get it in and drive, Stretch."
"Dude! He's drunk!" Jensen protested.
"Lalo!" The first guy yelled. "The fuck you doin' tellin' some drunk to drive?"
The second guy's gun swung toward Jensen. "Then you drive."
"Lalo!" the first guy shouted again. "Just get the keys and let's go, man!"
"Shut up Bug!" Lalo told him.
Jensen considered trying to knock the gun out of the guy's hand while the two were arguing but the other guy had a gun too and there was too much chance of someone getting hurt, that someone
probably being Jared.
Bug held his gun on Jared while Lalo held his on Jensen and walked them over to the SUV. Jensen got in the driver's seat, with Lalo in the front seat beside him. Bug opened the back door, telling Jared to get in and slide over.
"Give me your phones!" Lalo demanded, holding out his hand.
Jensen handed over Danni's phone, then looked at Jared, who held out his own phone with wide eyes.
Lalo tossed them both out onto to pavement.
"Drive." he ordered, holding the gun at Jensen's ribs.
"Where?" Jensen choked out.
"Head toward I-10." Lalo said.
Half a mile down the road, they approached a police car in the right lane. Jensen tried to think of a way to subtly attract the officer's attention without the kidnappers noticing.
"Don't even think about it, pretty boy." Bug told him.
Just before they reached the interstate, Lalo told Jensen to pull over into the parking lot of an In and Out Burger joint. Once they were stopped but far enough away from the building, he ordered Jensen to get out and get in the back seat with Jared. Lalo told Bug, who got out to let Jensen in, to flip the switch in the door to engage the child locks.
For a fraction of a second, Jensen thought about trying to grab Lalo's gun while Bug was distracted. But he quickly realized in such a confined space, the chances of the gun going off and hitting Jared or himself weren't worth the risk.
Jensen settled into the backseat next to Jared, who was wide eyed and white faced.
Yeah, Jensen probably didn't look much better himself.
Lalo took the keys from the ignition, locked the doors and got out of the SUV.
"You okay?" Jensen whispered.
Jared just looked at him for a moment. "Are you fucking serious, Jen?"
Rather than answer, Jensen held his finger to his lips and gestured with his head toward the door beside him.
Lalo and Bug were standing next to the SUV.
"The fuck, man?" Bug asked. "Why didn't you just take the keys and go? Kidnapping is a federal thing!"
"Calm down." Lalo answered. "We ain't going back to jail."
Jensen watched closely to make sure the kidnappers weren't watching him and took his cellphone from his pocket. He texted Tom, Chris and Steve, hoping that at least one of them would check their messages.
Carjacked. At In n Out at I10.
"Let's just leave these guys here." Bug said.
"Are you fuckin' loco?" Lalo asked. "They seen our faces and they know our names!"
"Man, you saw they's scared." Bug argued. "We scare 'em some more, threaten them if they talk and we let 'em go. There's plenty of guys on the streets named Lalo and Bug. We just gotta get far enough away to ditch this truck and get another ride."
Jensen turned on the GPS on the phone, thankful he had learned that from Supernatural.
"Did you look at those guys?" Lalo gestured at the truck. "They got money. Let's take them to the ATM machine and then we'll take them to Train. He'll know what to do."
Guys named Bug and Lalo. Bug AA 6ft avg build. Lalo Hispanic 5ft7 wiry. Jensen texted.
He just managed to slide his phone under his thigh before the door opened.
"Gimme your belts." Lalo ordered.
Jared looked surprised but immediately unbuckled his belt and started sliding it through the loops.
"I'm not wearing one." Jensen told him.
"Stupid fuckin ..." Lalo muttered. "Just gimme that one."
"Are you sure about this, man?" Bug asked again.
Lalo turned to look at him for a moment and Jensen quickly stuffed the phone into the crack of the seat.
"Calm the fuck down, esse." Lalo said. "You," he pointed at Jared's arm. "Gimme the watch."
Lalo slipped the watch in his pocket and then made Jared and Jensen hold their arms out. He wrapped the belt around all four wrists and buckled it. He then told Bug to watch them while he went around and looked in the cargo compartment.
Lalo returned with one of Jared's old shirts that had apparently been left in the back. He took out a knife, cut strips from the shirt and used them to blindfold Jared and Jensen.
"Go around and get in." He said, apparently to Bug.
There was silence for a few minutes, then the sound of someone doing something at the back of the SUV.
"He's changing the license plate." Jared whispered.
Jensen's heart sank a little, realizing that would reduce their chances of being found quickly.
A minute or so later, the door next to Jensen closed and Lalo got into the driver's seat.
Once that was done, Jared leaned his head back against the back of the seat. Jensen quickly realized that Jared was trying to see under the blindfold, so he tipped his head back as well.
"Can you see much?" Jared whispered.
"No. This is a lot easier on TV." Jensen answered.
The two men in the front seat talked about someone getting their ass beat and a new Chinese restaurant with really good General Tso Chicken.
Jensen tried to figure out how far they had travelled but it wasn't easy when he couldn't tell how fast they were moving.
He could just barely see enough to tell that they had headed north on the 405 but not much else.
They stopped at an exit and pulled over in a parking lot.
"Hold a gun on them so they don't try no crazy shit." Lalo said.
One of the front doors opened and closed and then Jensen's door opened.
"Gimme your wallet." Lalo said.
"Uh, dude? My hands are tied to his. I can't reach my wallet." Jensen replied.
"Shit." Lalo said. "Lean up so I can get it."
Jensen raised up as much as he could, which was obviously enough as Lalo fished his wallet out of his back pocket.
"I got your Republic Bank card." Lalo said. "What's the number?"
Jensen's mind raced, wondering whether he should give the real number or a fake one. He decided that if anyone had gotten the message and called the police, hopefully the police would be able to track their bank records to find them.
"Dude, it's either 2512 or 2515. I don't remember." Jensen lied, hoping that using the wrong number first would flag the account but not upset the people with guns.
The door closed and a few minutes later, Lalo got back in the car.
"What I tell you, man?" he said. "A thousand bucks!"
"Hell yeah!" Bug replied.
Jensen wasn't sure how long they had driven when Bug asked "Where the fuck we goin' man?"
"Train's staying out at La Tuna Canyon." Lalo said. "His grandma is in the hospital and he's staying at her house. We gotta take the 210 out there."
"Okay." Bug answered, apparently satisfied.
They drove a while longer with Jensen desperately straining his ears for any sirens or other indications they might be rescued soon.
They exited the freeway and made a couple turns that led them into what was apparently a residential neighborhood. Two more turns and the SUV stopped.
"Watch them." Lalo said and got out of the vehicle.
A few minutes later, Jensen could hear muffled voices but couldn't really understand what they were saying.
Finally Jensen's door opened and a moment later, so did Jared's.
"Get out." an unfamiliar voice ordered.
"Which way? Jared asked, holding up his hands to show they were still shackled together.
"You fucking idiot." the voice said.
Jensen's blindfold was roughly pulled off. Apparently Jared's was as well, as Jensen heard him say "Ow! Shit!"
It took a good half minute of blinking for Jensen's eyes to adjust and by that time he was being pulled toward the door.
"Hang on. Long legs. Getting tangled up." Jared said.
Lalo stopped pulling long enough to allow Jared to get his legs over the hump in the floor and scoot up behind Jensen. The two of them stumbled out of the backseat without falling somehow.
Jensen looked around, trying to determine where they were. Unfortunately, they were in a circular driveway of a house with a wall edging the yard. Hills planted with flowering bushes obscured the view of the road.
"Hey!" Lalo nudged his shoulder with the gun. "You ain't here to sightsee. Get moving."
The house was a Spanish mission style, with white stucco walls and arches over the doors and windows.
A heavy-set African American man stood at the doorway.
Lalo urged them toward the house while Bug shut the doors on the SUV. Jared and Jensen had to turn sideways to get through the front door.
The new man led them into the living room and turned to face them.
"Are you fucking serious?" The man shouted at Lalo and Bug. "You snatched the dude from The Gilmore Girls?"
on to part 2
Artist: dragonflybeach
Author: kuwlshadow
Other Pairing(if applicable): none
Rating: R for violence
Warnings/Spoilers: violence, blood, minor character death
Summary: While on hiatus, Jared and Jensen are kidnapped.
Art: Live Journal | Tumblr | Ao3
Story: Live Journal | Tumblr | Ao3
Hindsight: Never volunteer to make a beer run.
So it was the second weekend in May and Steve was having "a few" friends over.
"A few" started off as Jensen and Danneel, Jared and Sandy and about 5 other people, including Steve. There was beer, food, more beer and a swimming pool. And then someone said they should call Chris, so he and Steve could play some music. Then Jensen said they should call Tom, because he would love to hear Steve play. Then Jared called Chad, because, well God only knows why and the next thing you know there were about 50 people there, and not nearly enough alcohol.
Jensen, being ‘The Good Friend’, volunteered to make the booze run since he was still sober enough to drive.
Jared was already too buzzed to drive but the boy makes a good pack mule, so Jensen took him along to help carry stuff.
Besides, Jared drove an SUV, which had a lot more cargo room than Danni's convertible. Which is what Jensen had arrived in.
Jensen made a pit stop on the way out. Danni's phone was sitting on the counter next to the sink. He put it in his pocket, knowing that she would be looking for it in a little while since she probably forgot where she’d put it down.
Some of the ladies asked for wine instead of beer and Chad wanted to make Jaeger Bombs. They headed to the nearest liquor store, which was only about five minutes away.
Jared was telling some rambling story, because bless his little ADHD heart he got sidetracked under good circumstances and having a blood alcohol content about twice the legal limit made it ten times worse. There was something about Gilmore Girls and Ed Hermann should have played Herman Munster in a remake and palming basketballs that had Jensen just nodding and trying to keep up.
They pulled up to the store, parking on the side, toward the back of the lot because Jensen wasn't comfortable parking the big SUV and wanted a space with no one on either side.
Jared kept on talking. "And then Milo walked up to ..."
He was cut off by a screaming female voice.
"No! NO! Stop! Let me go!"
Next to a minivan parked between their space and the front door of the store, a dark skinned young woman was struggling with a man who held her from behind.
Superhero Jared Mode was activated before Jensen's brain caught up with what was going on.
"Hey!" Jared shouted, stomping up to the guy. "Let her go!"
The guy was a little bigger than average but of course he was no match for someone Jared's size. He let go of the woman, who ran straight into the store.
"What the fuck?" the guy screamed at Jared. "Who the fuck do you think you are, getting in somebody's business?"
"Who the fuck do you think you are, putting your hands on a woman?" Jared yelled back.
Jensen opened his mouth to warn Jared that Kripke might not think it was funny if they got in another fight. But before he could make a sound, another man stepped around the front of the minivan.
The second one had a gun.
Jensen knew in that second that he should back off, because he was still in the shadows beyond the parking lot light and the other man probably hadn't seen him. He should call 911.
Instead, he stepped up to Jared's elbow, because whatever happened to his best friend, Jensen wasn't just going to watch from the darkness.
“Fuck, man,” the first guy said. “She gon’ run in there and call the cops. We gotta go.”
"What're you driving?" the guy with the gun asked.
"I didn't drive." Jared shrugged.
"What car you in?" the first guy shouted, pulling a gun from the inside of his jacket.
Jensen almost passed out right that second.
These were real guns. These weren't prop guns. And these weren't actors pointing them.
"We're uh, we're in the Toyota there." Jensen jerked his head toward the SUV, holding his hands up.
The second man came closer, pointing his gun right in Jared's face. "Well then get it in and drive, Stretch."
"Dude! He's drunk!" Jensen protested.
"Lalo!" The first guy yelled. "The fuck you doin' tellin' some drunk to drive?"
The second guy's gun swung toward Jensen. "Then you drive."
"Lalo!" the first guy shouted again. "Just get the keys and let's go, man!"
"Shut up Bug!" Lalo told him.
Jensen considered trying to knock the gun out of the guy's hand while the two were arguing but the other guy had a gun too and there was too much chance of someone getting hurt, that someone
probably being Jared.
Bug held his gun on Jared while Lalo held his on Jensen and walked them over to the SUV. Jensen got in the driver's seat, with Lalo in the front seat beside him. Bug opened the back door, telling Jared to get in and slide over.
"Give me your phones!" Lalo demanded, holding out his hand.
Jensen handed over Danni's phone, then looked at Jared, who held out his own phone with wide eyes.
Lalo tossed them both out onto to pavement.
"Drive." he ordered, holding the gun at Jensen's ribs.
"Where?" Jensen choked out.
"Head toward I-10." Lalo said.
Half a mile down the road, they approached a police car in the right lane. Jensen tried to think of a way to subtly attract the officer's attention without the kidnappers noticing.
"Don't even think about it, pretty boy." Bug told him.
Just before they reached the interstate, Lalo told Jensen to pull over into the parking lot of an In and Out Burger joint. Once they were stopped but far enough away from the building, he ordered Jensen to get out and get in the back seat with Jared. Lalo told Bug, who got out to let Jensen in, to flip the switch in the door to engage the child locks.
For a fraction of a second, Jensen thought about trying to grab Lalo's gun while Bug was distracted. But he quickly realized in such a confined space, the chances of the gun going off and hitting Jared or himself weren't worth the risk.
Jensen settled into the backseat next to Jared, who was wide eyed and white faced.
Yeah, Jensen probably didn't look much better himself.
Lalo took the keys from the ignition, locked the doors and got out of the SUV.
"You okay?" Jensen whispered.
Jared just looked at him for a moment. "Are you fucking serious, Jen?"
Rather than answer, Jensen held his finger to his lips and gestured with his head toward the door beside him.
Lalo and Bug were standing next to the SUV.
"The fuck, man?" Bug asked. "Why didn't you just take the keys and go? Kidnapping is a federal thing!"
"Calm down." Lalo answered. "We ain't going back to jail."
Jensen watched closely to make sure the kidnappers weren't watching him and took his cellphone from his pocket. He texted Tom, Chris and Steve, hoping that at least one of them would check their messages.
Carjacked. At In n Out at I10.
"Let's just leave these guys here." Bug said.
"Are you fuckin' loco?" Lalo asked. "They seen our faces and they know our names!"
"Man, you saw they's scared." Bug argued. "We scare 'em some more, threaten them if they talk and we let 'em go. There's plenty of guys on the streets named Lalo and Bug. We just gotta get far enough away to ditch this truck and get another ride."
Jensen turned on the GPS on the phone, thankful he had learned that from Supernatural.
"Did you look at those guys?" Lalo gestured at the truck. "They got money. Let's take them to the ATM machine and then we'll take them to Train. He'll know what to do."
Guys named Bug and Lalo. Bug AA 6ft avg build. Lalo Hispanic 5ft7 wiry. Jensen texted.
He just managed to slide his phone under his thigh before the door opened.
"Gimme your belts." Lalo ordered.
Jared looked surprised but immediately unbuckled his belt and started sliding it through the loops.
"I'm not wearing one." Jensen told him.
"Stupid fuckin ..." Lalo muttered. "Just gimme that one."
"Are you sure about this, man?" Bug asked again.
Lalo turned to look at him for a moment and Jensen quickly stuffed the phone into the crack of the seat.
"Calm the fuck down, esse." Lalo said. "You," he pointed at Jared's arm. "Gimme the watch."
Lalo slipped the watch in his pocket and then made Jared and Jensen hold their arms out. He wrapped the belt around all four wrists and buckled it. He then told Bug to watch them while he went around and looked in the cargo compartment.
Lalo returned with one of Jared's old shirts that had apparently been left in the back. He took out a knife, cut strips from the shirt and used them to blindfold Jared and Jensen.
"Go around and get in." He said, apparently to Bug.
There was silence for a few minutes, then the sound of someone doing something at the back of the SUV.
"He's changing the license plate." Jared whispered.
Jensen's heart sank a little, realizing that would reduce their chances of being found quickly.
A minute or so later, the door next to Jensen closed and Lalo got into the driver's seat.
Once that was done, Jared leaned his head back against the back of the seat. Jensen quickly realized that Jared was trying to see under the blindfold, so he tipped his head back as well.
"Can you see much?" Jared whispered.
"No. This is a lot easier on TV." Jensen answered.
The two men in the front seat talked about someone getting their ass beat and a new Chinese restaurant with really good General Tso Chicken.
Jensen tried to figure out how far they had travelled but it wasn't easy when he couldn't tell how fast they were moving.
He could just barely see enough to tell that they had headed north on the 405 but not much else.
They stopped at an exit and pulled over in a parking lot.
"Hold a gun on them so they don't try no crazy shit." Lalo said.
One of the front doors opened and closed and then Jensen's door opened.
"Gimme your wallet." Lalo said.
"Uh, dude? My hands are tied to his. I can't reach my wallet." Jensen replied.
"Shit." Lalo said. "Lean up so I can get it."
Jensen raised up as much as he could, which was obviously enough as Lalo fished his wallet out of his back pocket.
"I got your Republic Bank card." Lalo said. "What's the number?"
Jensen's mind raced, wondering whether he should give the real number or a fake one. He decided that if anyone had gotten the message and called the police, hopefully the police would be able to track their bank records to find them.
"Dude, it's either 2512 or 2515. I don't remember." Jensen lied, hoping that using the wrong number first would flag the account but not upset the people with guns.
The door closed and a few minutes later, Lalo got back in the car.
"What I tell you, man?" he said. "A thousand bucks!"
"Hell yeah!" Bug replied.
Jensen wasn't sure how long they had driven when Bug asked "Where the fuck we goin' man?"
"Train's staying out at La Tuna Canyon." Lalo said. "His grandma is in the hospital and he's staying at her house. We gotta take the 210 out there."
"Okay." Bug answered, apparently satisfied.
They drove a while longer with Jensen desperately straining his ears for any sirens or other indications they might be rescued soon.
They exited the freeway and made a couple turns that led them into what was apparently a residential neighborhood. Two more turns and the SUV stopped.
"Watch them." Lalo said and got out of the vehicle.
A few minutes later, Jensen could hear muffled voices but couldn't really understand what they were saying.
Finally Jensen's door opened and a moment later, so did Jared's.
"Get out." an unfamiliar voice ordered.
"Which way? Jared asked, holding up his hands to show they were still shackled together.
"You fucking idiot." the voice said.
Jensen's blindfold was roughly pulled off. Apparently Jared's was as well, as Jensen heard him say "Ow! Shit!"
It took a good half minute of blinking for Jensen's eyes to adjust and by that time he was being pulled toward the door.
"Hang on. Long legs. Getting tangled up." Jared said.
Lalo stopped pulling long enough to allow Jared to get his legs over the hump in the floor and scoot up behind Jensen. The two of them stumbled out of the backseat without falling somehow.
Jensen looked around, trying to determine where they were. Unfortunately, they were in a circular driveway of a house with a wall edging the yard. Hills planted with flowering bushes obscured the view of the road.
"Hey!" Lalo nudged his shoulder with the gun. "You ain't here to sightsee. Get moving."
The house was a Spanish mission style, with white stucco walls and arches over the doors and windows.
A heavy-set African American man stood at the doorway.
Lalo urged them toward the house while Bug shut the doors on the SUV. Jared and Jensen had to turn sideways to get through the front door.
The new man led them into the living room and turned to face them.
"Are you fucking serious?" The man shouted at Lalo and Bug. "You snatched the dude from The Gilmore Girls?"
on to part 2