Chance Encounters

Accidents

The next couple of days flew past in a hurry. Spending time with Jared and his family, becoming close with Gen. Seeing his parents a couple more times. That had been fun. His Mom had noticed the ring right away, her expression full of hope. You had actually been sad when you had to let her down, telling her it was just a promise ring.

"A promise ring is a great start." She had told you while Jensen and his Dad were out in the backyard. "I'm actually surprised it wasn't more than that."

"We haven't been together very long, and he knows how new this whole relationship thing is for me. He's just being kind and considerate." You explained as you took a sip of your hot tea. You had come to care for his Mom. She was kind, and protective of her son. But not overly so, giving you a chance to know her.

"I know it might be a new relationship, but I can still see how deep, how true the connection is between the two of you. It might just be a promise ring right now, but I'm pretty sure there will be more coming."

Smiling at her, the two of you finished off your tea, spending a little bit more girl time together before Jensen came back into the house. After saying goodbye to his parents, the two of you climbed into his car, planning on heading back to his house for the rest of the evening. It was your last night in Texas, and the two of you had decided to spend it at home before leaving for the airport early in the morning.

"You and my Mom really seem to like each other." He commented as he drove home.

"We do. She's very nice. A little disappointed about the promise ring not being more, but she understands." You told him softly, your head leaning back against the car seat as he drove through the afternoon traffic.

"It's a good start." He said, squeezing your hand.

"Yes it is. And soon we will both be in Vancouver, you going back to your acting job, me starting my brand new one." You thought out loud, excited at the prospect. But a little sad to be leaving Texas behind. In the short time you had been here, you had come to like it, and you were sad to leave it behind.

"Everything will be amazing." He insisted, as he stopped at a red light.

Glancing over at him, you gave him a huge smile. "Of course it will be. We will be together, and that's what's important. I'm so excited for this new part of my life. With you, and the job, everything seems like a dream, and I don't want to wake up from it."

"Well, good thing you don't have to." He insisted as the light turned green. Stepping on the gas, he turned to give you another bright smile. But you watched as it fell from his face quickly, panic taking it's place. As you began to wonder why, you felt the impact before you saw the car smashing into your door.

"Y/N!" You could hear Jensen yell as everything seemed to happen in slow motion. The window shattering, slicing your skin with all the little pieces of glass. The metal crushing, pinning you down in your chair, pressing into your leg until you were crying out in pain. The force of the hit pushed your car off to the side, finally stopping with a horrific sound.

In a lot of pain, bleeding from multiple cuts, your first instinct was to look for Jensen, to make sure he was okay. Turning your head, just a little, hurt bad, and you could just make out his green eyes staring at you as he fought to get out of his seatbelt.

"Oh my god, Y/N!" Jensen yelled, sitting up so he could look at you. "Can you talk?"

"Jensen." You said weakly.

"Thank god. People are already calling 911. Help will be here soon." He promised as the driver of the truck that had hit you came around, apologizing profusely.

"Damn you! You could have killed her! She's hurt!" Jensen yelled at the man, ready to climb out of the car and pommel the guy, but you reached over, grabbing his hand.

"Jensen, it was an accident. Don't leave me. Please." You pleaded with him, and he relented. Holding your hand tightly, he searched your body, wincing when he saw the cuts and bruises covering your skin.

"I'm so sorry. I should have been paying more attention." He apologized. You could siren's off in the distance.

"Don't apologize." You told him, a little light headed.

Soon the ambulance was there, carefully pulling the other truck away from your car. Using huge pliers they were able to pull the car door away, gently lifting you out onto the waiting stretcher. Being jostled was painful, and you couldn't help the tears that fell from your eyes at the movement. You knew your leg was broken, from the look and feel of it. Not sure what else was injured as well.

"Sir. We need you to step back." They told Jensen, and with a distraught look, he glanced at you.

"No!" You pleaded. "I need him with me!"

Finally relenting, they let Jensen follow behind as they loaded you into the ambulance. As they began looking you over, one of the EMT's turned towards Jensen, checking him over for signs of injury.

It was a quick ride, and soon you were unloaded off, a worried Jensen being left behind. "Sir, we need you to fill out her paperwork..." You heard the nurses start to say as you were wheeled away.

"But I need him..." You argued, and one of the nurses glanced down at you.

"I know. But we need to get you in here, and checked out. So far it looks like you've been lucky, but we don't want to risk anything."

Sighing, you had no choice but to listen to them as they wheeled you down a long, white hallway.