Chance Encounters

Mixed Emotions

After everyone had thanked you for the presents, you stood off to the side of the stage, watching the panels start with fresh eyes. Just a couple days ago you had been unsure about this convention, thinking all these people would be rich, stuck up actors. That hadn't been the case at all. They had been there for you when no one else had, and you were sad to see them go after today.

Looking down at your clipboard, you went over the day's events. Panels were the majority of the day, with a couple of autograph sessions. That was it. They would be cleared out of here no later than this afternoon, leaving you and your group to clean up everything. Hopefully you could put off dealing with Brian until then. You knew what would happen, but a small part of you wish it wouldn't. That something would happen and he would change his tune. 

"Y/N!" You heard your name whispered loudly, and you glanced behind the screen to see Jensen waving at you, a huge smile on his face. Making sure Maureen was in the ballroom, you followed him back to the empty green room. As soon as he shut the door, he grabbed your clipboard, setting it down on the table, before pulling you tight in for a kiss. You stood on your tiptoes, wrapping your arms around his neck, letting his lips do all the work as you snuggled in as tight as you could to him. "I couldn't wait any longer without properly thanking you for your Christmas present." He said, resting his forehead against yours. "I'm just sorry I don't have a present for you."

"That kiss was present enough for me." You told him, as his hands ran up and down your back. 

"Y/N, I hate that the convention ends today." He admitted. "I don't want to leave you. Please say, you'll consider coming back to Vancouver with me."

You looked up at him, a part of you wondering if he was still feeling a little sorry for you for losing your job. "We'll see." Was all you said, as you rested your head against his chest. "I've still have to go talk to Brian, see if maybe something's changed his mind. I don't want to lose my job."

"I understand that, I do. But don't you want to see where this will go between us?" He kept on, tilting your head up so your e/c eyes could stare into his mossy green ones. "You're so far away from Vancouver, and from Texas too. I don't know when I'd get the chance to come visit."

"Let's just wait and see what happens." You argued. "And enjoy the rest of the day. Please?" 

He sighed, and you could see that he wasn't happy with your answer. "Maybe I'm the only one that felt that instant attraction. Maybe I'm just a fling for you." He exclaimed, pulling away from you.

"Jensen, that's not it." You pleaded with him to understand. "I felt it too, I promise! But I've never been good with relationships, and I don't want to uproot my entire life just to mess up another relationship!"

Before he could answer, Cliff stuck his head through the door, clearing his throat. "Jensen, last round of autographs is starting now. You need to go."

You had tears in your eyes as you looked at Jensen. His jaw was clenched, the muscle ticking. "Y/N, I know you're probably scared. But if you don't take the next step, you will always be kicking yourself. Sometimes you have to open yourself up to the possibility of failure." Was all he said before he walked out of the door behind Cliff.

You sank down into a chair, letting the tears fall, knowing Jensen was right. You were afraid of failure, of changing your entire life, and having it come crashing down around your shoulders. You knew you were falling in love with Jensen, and that fact scared you almost as much as facing Brian later did.

"Y/N, you okay?" Rob asked as he came back from the stage. He was tired and sweaty, but still had a huge smile on his face.

"You know Jensen well, right?" You asked him, sniffling back your tears.

He grabbed a water bottle, before sitting across from you. "Fairly well. Not as good as Jared, but Jensen, he keeps to himself a lot. It might not seem like it, but he's pretty shy, and has a hard time opening up to people."

"Does he do this a lot? Find a girl to keep him busy during a convention, and then leave her to find another one?" You asked him, hating yourself for having to ask the question.

Rob seemed taken back by your question. "Of course not. He's never done anything like this before. That's why we all knew you were so special."

You nodded, sniffling back another tear. "Thanks Rob."

"Hope that helps." He answered as he made to go back to the stage.

"Not really, but thanks for talking to me." You said, watching as he left. 

Sighing, you grabbed your clipboard, making your way out of the green room, slowly making your way to your office, leaving your team to finish up the convention. You were feeling down, and out of sorts, and you didn't want to ruin anyone's last day at the convention with your mood.

Grabbing a cup of coffee on your way, you made your way into your office, frowning at all the paperwork that had been forgotten in your frantic weekend. Pulling out a pen, you got to work, trying to forget the fact that your heart was hurting, and that you might have just ruined the one good thing in your life.

On a whim, you turned to your computer, googling Vancouver convention centers, wondering if maybe Jensen had been right. That there might be a life up there with him. You weren't sure how long you sat there, searching through each one, your mind churning up dreams by the second, but you were starting to feel better. You knew you were good at your job, and even with Brian's trying to sabotage your career, you were confident enough somebody would hire you.

So caught up in your new plans for the future, you didn't hear the door open, but you did look up when you heard the sounds of someone clearing their throat. "Y/N, I believe it's time we've finally had our talk." Brian said, as he shut the door behind him, locking it with a knowing smirk on his face.