Beating The Best || Jensen Ackles x Reader

Chapter Eight

"Hello Miss Renner, my name is Quinton Larson, I'm an investigator, sent by your father."

Your breath catches in your throat as your grip on the phone tightens, your throat felt tight as your breathing started to go ragged. "M...Mr. Larson....t-there must be a m-mistake." 

"I don't believe there is, your father has been looking for you for quite some time now." The man replies, you close your eyes as tears start to brim your eyes.

"Who is h-"

"Hey Y/N," Jensen calls while hanging his head out the door. "Jared found Jello shot-"

He cuts himself off as his eyes land on your red and puffy ones, you quickly wipe away your tears as you take the phone away from your ear slightly. Jensen's expression suddenly softens as he steps out of the trailer and walks right up to you.

"Y/N, are you alright?" He questions.

"Of course, why wouldn't I be?" You lie, your voice going up almost an octave.

"Y/N, don't lie to me." Jensen orders.

"Miss. Renner." Quinton's voice calls, you look at Jensen as you pull the phone back to your ear; clearing your throat to reply.

"Yes?" You reply, your voice still up a higher octave. You clear your throat again as you wait for him to continue.

"I'd like to meet with you in person before I notify your family that I have located you." He states, you hear papers shuffle as you look at Jensen again. The concern in his eyes doubles as you quickly avert your gaze, waiting for Quinton to continue. "I understand you're in The British Columbia area, Vancouver to be exact to film Supernatural correct?"

"Uh...y-yeah." You stutter while playing with the hem of your shirt, ignoring the looks Jensen kept giving you.

"I can get there in about a week if I take care of things at my office, would you mind meeting up?" He questions, you bite your lip as you rock on your heels; staying silent. "Oh right! You don't know if I'm even real, smart. I recommend you bring some people as a support system and I'll bring my badge to show you I'm a real professional? Sound good?"

"I....I guess." You mutter as your hand goes up to your H/L H/C hair, starting to twirl it around loosely on your finger; a nervous habit that you had grown to do after your first year of living with Y/B/F.

"Great! I'll call you with more information once I get things settled at work, have a good night Miss Renner." Quinton states, a smile in his tone as he hangs up. You hold your phone to your ear for a few seconds, the only thing you hear is your breathing along with Jensen's; yours heavier.

"Y/N." Jensen slowly states as if you were to be a wild animal about to strike as you lowered your phone down to your side. "What happened."

You don't reply as you quickly turn around and hug him, wrapping your arms around his waist; holding on like there was no tomorrow. Right away you bury your head into his chest as your tears started to fall, he didn't hesitate for a second to hug you back; his eyes lacing over in concern even though you couldn't see it.

He soothingly rubs your back while kissing the top of your head, trying to calm your ragged sobs that ripped through the quiet air of the trailer area. Jensen sighs and slowly pushes you away from him, not far though because his hands were still on your shoulders with your arms still wrapped around his waist.

"Y/N, I need you to breathe." He states. "And tell me what happened."

You shake your head and pull yourself back to his chest as a new wave of tears hits you, in all honesty, you wouldn't have probably been crying this much especially in front of Jensen Ackles himself...but the alcohol was starting to have an effect on you, making you do things that you normally wouldn't do in front of stars or others for that matter.

FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER

When Jensen finally had been able to calm you down, he had quickly rushed back into his trailer telling the others about what had happened before coming back out to get you. The two were silent as you walked in, your eyes red and puffy from how many tears that had streamed down your face.

Jared and Misha, who had been sitting in the recliner chairs, sit up on the edge of their seats as Jensen slowly leads you to the couch; he sitting down right next to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

"Alright Y/N." Misha slowly starts. "Why don't you start from the beginning?"

"M-my d...dad hired a-a i...inves-investigator to..to f-f-find me!" You finally push out as more tears stream down your cheeks as your face falls into your hands that rested on your lap.

"I thought you didn't know your parents." Jared states aloud, you missing the looks he received from both Jensen and Misha.

"I...I d-d-didn't." You stutter, trying to stop the crying even though you knew it was a vain attempt.

"Oh." Jared mumbles.

Oh?! Jensen mouths to him while jerking his head towards you.

"H...he..he"

"Y/N, breathe. Then talk." Misha orders, you suck in a deep breath but it comes out struggled as you try to continue.

"He....he wants to...to meet....n-next w-week." You finally reply while bringing your head up to look at the three.

"You want us to come with?" Jensen offers, pretty much reading your mind. You quickly nod as you hug his side again, trying to hide your tears.

"Wait, your dad or the investigator?" Jared demands, confusion written all over his features.

"Investigator." You whisper.

"Yeah, we'll come Y/N/N." Misha offers you a smile. "Just get some rest tonight okay?"

"Yeah, we'll talk about this more tomorrow." Jared states as both he and Misha stand, bidding you and Jensen a good night. You slowly stand on shaky legs, much to Jensen's protest, your cheeks and eyes still red and puffy but only a few tears slipped through.

"Where are you going?" Jensen demands.

"To my trailer." You mumble while rubbing your arms, Jensen stands and walks over to stand in front of you. "I..I thought everyone was leaving."

"There is no way I'm letting you alone tonight," Jensen states while crossing his arms, looking almost like a disappointed parent.

"B-but-"

"Come on." He smiles, his features softening as he wraps an arm around your shoulder; leading you to his back bedroom down the hall.

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