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Warning: Sadddddd-mental health issues. Alcoholism. 


You grunted as you leaned forward and tried to stretch out the kink in your back from sleeping in the chair all night. But before you could really dwell on the pain in your lower back, your attention was drawn to Jensen snoring loudly, asleep on the couch. Then a new pain settled in your stomach. 

You walked over to Jensen, feeling genuinely bad for everything he was going through. You leaned forward kissing his forehead, before you walked into the kitchen to put on some coffee. You made one pot of decaf for yourself and a normal pot, in hopes the smell would wake Jensen up calmly. 

As you walked around the kitchen and grabbed your favorite coffee mug, you suddenly felt a kick in your stomach. It caught you by surprise, causing you to jump a little, but then you smiled and rubbed your stomach, mumbling sweet nothings to your child. It was then that you had absorbed how fast the months had gone by; you were already 7 and a half months pregnant. You and Jensen had decided to let the gender be a surprise for when you were in labor, but you kept thinking you just couldn't wait till your child was born. Amidst your planning you heard grumbling and turned around to see Jensen stirring from the couch. 

You lightly smiled seeing he was actually getting up, but then Jensen looked over at you and almost growled as he slumped off the couch. You grabbed his cup off the counter gesturing for him to take it as you said

"Good morning, I made coffee for you." You moved around the counter to be closer to him as he walked over, but Jensen mumbled 'morning' and just walked right past you.

You watched as Jensen walked to the cabinet and grabbed a coffee mug, then he walked over to the coffee half brewed and pulled out the coffee pot and put his cup under until it was full, and then he walked away without making eye contact with you. You squinted as he walked away, fury boiling your blood as you set your coffee mug down and then followed him down the hall as you almost yelled after him

"Hey! You don't need to be mean to me." Then you softened up, thinking he was really just upset but as you caught up to the room, Jensen just shut the bedroom door in your face. Your eyes shot wide as you cleared your throat saying to yourself 'Oh hell, no.' You swung open the door, not caring if it slammed into anything as you yelled

"What the hell is your problem! Why are you being a dick to me?" Jensen was taking off his shirt as he walked to the bathroom not answering you. You caught yourself heavily breathing now, as you walked to Jensen, trying to understand why he was being an ass to you, but when you got to the bathroom door, Jensen stood in the doorway and glared at you as he said

"Just leave me alone... Please." The please didn't seem sincere but with the look on his face, you knew he was hungover and just angry at the world right now. So you crossed your arms then raised an eyebrow as you sassed

"Act that way again, and there will be hell to pay." Then you didn't give him the chance to reply and just walked away. As you were walking away you half expected him to say something but the second you turned your back, Jensen just shut the door. You stopped for a second and turned to face the door, anger spread across you face, but again, then you were sad thinking this was just how Jensen was handling Mackenzie's death. You knew he was taking this bad, and it would be hard for him to process. You were still trying to figure it all out yourself too; but you didn't think Jensen would be acting this way towards you, and that irritated you.

So you decided you would make it your goal to make him a little happier, or at least know that you were there for him. You went back into the kitchen and grabbed your coffee, taking a sip before you made one of Jensen's favorite breakfasts. You made eggs and bacon already by the time Jensen was out of the shower and dressed. When he walked into the kitchen you had just finished a few slices of french toast. You lightly smiled at him as you asked

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