Close to not enough - Jensen Ackles Fanfic

38º Chapter

It's been incredible to see how all those fans love the boys and the show so much, even being backstage I can feel how welcome they are in each and every city we have been in these past two weeks.

I have been called to the stage once, when a fan made a question that only I could answer, I remember hearing the question and almost fell on my ass the moment that Jared called my name on stage.

"Hey Claire, can you please do us all the honor of coming here and answer the question?" — I don't remember ever having the urge to murder someone so bad, but I could really bury Jared alive right now.

"I don't think she is coming here, guys, unless you all call for her!" — This time, I heard Jensen speaking, and now I will have to dig two graves instead of one, lucky me.

Never in my life, I ever thought that I would hear my name being called so loud. Something about that made my heart feel so warm that I couldn't really stop when my feet started to walk in the direction of the stage.

Jensen gave me a quick wink as soon as he laid his eyes on me. The big moose was only smiling widely because he knew deep down that I was making quite an effort to be on stage in front of all those people and cameras.

I finally smiled when I reached the middle of the stage and put my body in between the two chairs where the boys were sitting.

"Here, take mine." — Jensen was offering me his microphone and I couldn't really refuse because one way or another I know that I have a question to answer.

"Thank you! Hello everyone, can someone remind me what the question was?" — I asked, letting my arms rest on both of the boy's neck, so I could let my body and my brain know that I'm not alone in this stage.

"Who made the decision for Dean to stop being such a womanizer and start dating Lisa?" — A girl in the audience asked, probably for the second time today, and that's my fault for being such a head in the air.

"Well... to be honest I had nothing to do with that decision because honestly? We all know and love Dean just the way he is, and that is him being a womanizer and messing around with every girl that he sees that's wearing a cute, little skirt." — Almost all the audience agreed with me in that one, except the man that plays Dean on the screen, that was faking an offended expression with his face.

"Oh Sweetheart, Dean doesn't go with just any other girl that wears a skirt..." — Jensen started while his eyes were glued on mine, making the goosebumps on my skin start to show by how intense he was looking at me. — "Sometimes they are wearing jeans." — I could feel his green orbs burning my legs, which made me look down at myself and see that I was wearing jeans.

Everyone cheered at that point, and both Jared and Jensen were laughing at how hard I was blushing in front of all these people. I was about to leave the stage when another chair was added exactly where I was standing and Jared made a signal for me to take that seat.

The questions kept coming back and forth and the boys were really enjoying this time they had with the fans.

Jensen's hand is resting behind my back and from time to time I could feel him brushing the exposed skin on my neck with his thumb, making me feel a little less terrified for being on stage.

"I have a question for Claire..." — The small girl started making me sit upright immediately and steal Jared's microphone this time. — "Why don't you get on the show? I think you and Dean would make a really cute couple." — If a question should be forbidden to ask was this one. As soon as she ended talking, my cheeks started to heat up, and I know that I was probably blushing more than I should and that might be suspicious somehow.

"That's an excellent question, Doll!" — Jared was heard, probably because he was pushing the microphone on my hand in the direction of his mouth. — "She could be a badass hunter that would finally be the only girl to kick Dean's ass." — He finished, finally releasing the microphone that I was holding so tight in my fingers.

"She couldn't handle Dean, and we all know that." — Jensen said, making my eyes shoot up straight to his face. I knew that he was kidding, but something deep inside of me was triggered by his words.

"Is that right? Because I am the one that writes the script, and I can easily turn Dean into a little bitch for the right girl." — I said, hearing all the cheering that the fans were giving me, just made me have the right amount of confidence to get up from my chair, so I could look at Jensen from a higher angle. — I would kick your ass and in the end you would say 'thank you ma'am'" – Jensen's green eyes turned a darker shade the moment those words left my lips and that made my skin tingle from the inside out.

"C'mon guys, this is supernatural and not a crappy Fifty Shades of Grey makeover, and we all know that if Claire here entered the show, Sam would be her love interest and not Dean." — Jared was laughing hard in between his words, and that made me finally get my eyes off the man I love to look at my best friend.

"If I'm being completely honest.... I'm a Dean girl and I can't really tell you my thoughts about Dean because that might be a spoiler for next season, but let me just tell you something. Dean is a man that had to grow up too fast to really enjoy his childhood... he's misunderstanding, and I think that's why we'll all love and protect Dean so much, am I right?" — I asked, and once again the room was filled with cheers and claps so loud that it could probably be heard a mile away from where we are.

I was smiling so widely that I got the attention of the man that was standing next to me on the plane. His hand rested on my tight making me finally put my eyes on him watching the boyish smile that was on his lips.

"What are you thinking about, Sweetheart?" — His voice was deep and still full of sleep, which only made me smile harder at how happy the simple gestures and smiles he gave me make me love him even more.

"Just thinking about the next convention... I've never been to Sweden before, and I heard that it's snowing there." — I couldn't contain the excitement in my voice as I tried to look out of the window plane, already seeing the yellow spots of light that glow in the dark night.

"After the convention, we will get a nice and warm cabin in the mountains and enjoy the snow from there, what do you think?" — I took my eyes away from the window, so I could look at him in a way to understand just how true he was being about those words.

"I think that I love you..." — I whispered, so no one else around us could hear the words I just said.