Chance Encounters

Happiness

"Jensen?" You breathed, sure you were dreaming. There was no way Jensen could be standing in front of you. It had just been hours ago that you had seen him driving away.

"Can I come in?" He asked nervously, and you stepped back, letting him in. Watching as he glanced around, taking your sparse room in, you waited for him to talk. "Are you leaving?"

"Yeah, as soon as possible." You admitted, hugging your tight to your chest as you waited for him to get to why he was here.

"May I?" He asked, pointing to one of the two chairs in your room and you nodded, sitting in the one across from him. Both of you seemed awkward, unsure of each other. "Y/N, I'm sorry for just running away earlier. For just leaving a note. But I heard your conversation with the big shots, and it just made me realize."

Nervously nibbling on your lip, you urged him to continue. He did, after a moment's hesitation. "It made me realize that no matter how much we clicked, no matter how much I was falling in love with you, or lives were completely different. In different parts of the country. And I couldn't ask you to give it all up, especially when you were being offered so much. So I left, taking the easy way out."

"Jensen, I..." You started to say, but he stopped you.

"Y/N, I didn't come here asking for you to say things you might not feel. Or to try and change your mind. I just came for closure, for the both of us." He explained, his shoulders slumped, a defeated look to his features. 

Taking a chance, you slid out of your chair, placing yourself on the ground in front of him. Placing your hands on his lap, you waited until he was looking at you. "Jensen, please, let me talk for a moment."

He nodded, and you took a moment, trying to decide what you would say. Both of you were hurting right now, and you didn't want to make things worse. "First of all, I want to thank you for your help in dealing with Brian. I couldn't have had the guts to stand up to him without you."

"But he still gave you this?" Jensen asked, his hand reaching out to touch the cut on your lip, before dropping back down unsure if it would be allowed or not.

"Yes, before I kicked him in the groin." You answered proudly, earning a smile from Jensen.

"You did? That's my girl! I mean..." He said, proud of you.

"I did. Then he got fired, and kicked out of the motel. One of the best things to ever happen in this motel!" You exclaimed, your hands still on his thigh which were tense.

His hand came forward again, this time gently cupping your cheek. You let him. "One of the best?"

Leaning into his touch, you answered. "Just one. I'd have to say the best was meeting you."

"Y/N, it was the best moment for me too." He agreed. 

Deciding to take pity on him, you continued on with what happened after he left. "Then, you came in when they were offering me that huge deal."

As soon as those words came out, you saw the difference in Jensen. His shoulders slumped a little more, a frown on his face as his hand dropped. "It is a big deal. I'm happy for you."

"Would you still be happy for me if I said I didn't take it?" You asked softly, waiting for his gaze to return to yours again. When it did, his emerald eyes were full of hope.

"You didn't? But why? It's an amazing job offer!" He exclaimed, capturing your hands with his. 

"It was. But I couldn't take it. It wasn't what my heart wanted." You continued on. "And I'm glad I didn't. Because after I tried to catch you when you were driving away, I tlked to Gary."