Jensen imagine

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Title: If i was there

Summary: When Jensen gets a call from the reader's sister (sorry if you dont have a sister its just for the sake of the story love y'all) that a crazed fan has crashed the reader's car and shot her and that they don't know if shell survive? What will happen to the reader? What will happen to Jensen?

Words: 2463

Warnings: Major Angst, sad Jensen (yes, that is a warning), mention of car crash and a gun shooting, mention of blood, attempted murder, character death

Reader point of view

I was about to pull out of the drive way when my phone lit up it was a call, Babe♡♡, Jensen. He was away working in Vancouver. I pressed the call button.

"Hey baby, i just wanted to call you and see how you are doing" I could hear his smile, his beautiful breathe taking smile.

"Hey babe, that is sweet. I miss you so much i wish i could see you" i said resting my head on the door window sighing I really did miss him.

"I know. God if you knew how much i missed you. I have to go baby. I love you so much." I heard his voice go soft. "I love you so much. And come home soon" "I'll Try baby" the call ended. I sat in my car for a minute. I started it up and decided to go the scenic route to the store.

I looked in my review mirror to see a car following me i thought nothing of it and kept driving. The car following me speed up it was now almost bumper to bumper. I was a little scared now. I pressed on the gas. So did the other car it hit my bumper and made me spin out i was trying to get a hold on it. It was to late i had hit a tree with force. I was being thrown around my head hit the window then the steering wheel.

The air bag wasn't going off. Pain. I felt so much pain. I couldn't breathe i tried to look couldn't everything was hazy. I could see blood everywhere and glass. The Window was broken, my head resting on the steering wheel. Pain. Soon a girl who i couldn't make out but i saw a barrel of a gun. I couldn't scream. I couldn't call for help. Nothing. Just pain.

"He's mine" the gun went of more hot searing pain. Then black.

Jensen's point of view

I was sitting in my directors chair. Looking at the scene going on it was going great. Then Misha burst out laughing "fuck you padilecki" he laughed. "Oh come on Jared" i said chuckling. He was doing his usual making misha laugh, messing with him.

"Ok everyone take 10" i called out. Laughing at jared annoying Mark now.

My phone started ringing i looked at it excepting y/n, but it wasn't, the collar id showed up as, sister in law, i picked up the call excepting her to ask when am i coming home because she wants to go out to dinner accept i heard her crying. I shifted in my seat.

"Y/s/n whats wrong." She was choking on tears "J-Jen. Its y-y/n s-she's at the h-hospital. And and i dont k-know whats h-happening." I stood up from my chair. I didn't know what to do. Misha and Jared had stopped messing around and looked at me. There faces now showed worry. "Y/s/n w-what do you m-mean i-is she ok" my voice breaking. I was fighting the tears.

'' I-I don't know... t-their not telling me anything, Jens I-I'm scared..... s-she needs you'' I broke, my wife, the love of my life was in the hospital and I was in Canada, I wasn't there holding her hand, kissing her, holding her. My eyes were watering but I fought as hard as I could. '' J the d-doctors just came I-In I'll c-call you back, but J if you can p-please come, for y/n'' and then the call went dead. and I felt like someone had just punched me in the gut.

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