FLASHES; ✔️

Chapter Fifteen;

Chapter Fifteen

Thanksgiving came and went so quickly, you didn't want to leave.

Meeting Jensen's family hadn't been nearly as terrifying as you thought, but it did make you feel guilty about the circumstances. His mother had been so open and warm towards you, it was not what you had been expecting in the slightest. And the way that woman cooked, you wouldn't be surprised if you gained ten pounds thanks to her. Although, she had been nice enough to send you home with a couple of Jensen's favorite home cooked recipes.

Since the drive-in, neither Jensen or yourself had seen Danneel around town. But that didn't stop the gut feeling that she wouldn't be done with him anytime soon.

"What's on your mind beautiful?" Jay asked, unbuckling his seatbelt.

The pet names were something new he had been trying with you. Anytime he called you 'beautiful' or even 'baby' you felt your heart skip a beat. Literally. You were pretty sure you stopped breathing for a couple seconds.

You glanced over at the window behind him, noticing that Cliff had already arrived at the apartment. "Oh, nothing really. Just missing the warm weather."

He grinned. "We haven't even stepped out of the car."

"There's snow on the ground Jensen," you quipped, leaning over the door handle to peer at the ground with a scrunched nose. "Snow is the opposite of working on my tan."

"Oh, does that mean I could see more of you in that bikini?"

You rolled your eyes and stuck your tongue at him before haphazardly throwing open your door, filling the car up with the chill of Vancouver. "Not in this weather, you won't."

The disappointed pout he gave made you giggle. The snow crunched under you as you took your first step back towards home, following carefully behind Cliff with the suitcases in hand. You made sure to thank him repeatedly for carrying them, knowing fully well that you could have managed on your own, but like always he waved you off.

Once you were inside the much warmer apartment, you shed your coat, throwing it on the back of one of the plush chairs. You made your way over to the little herb garden to make sure that everything was still alive and growing correctly. The spring onions were starting to bud and the others weren't too far behind. Much to your surprise, nothing had died thanks to the Do-It-Yourself watering system you had put together before the trip.

While it was nice to have been somewhere warm with loads of unlimited sunshine, it was also much nicer to be in a place that was familiar to you.

Jensen came in through the door, brushing some snow out of his hair before closing it behind him. "I just sent Cliff home, but he'll be back on Monday to pick me up for filming."

You clicked your tongue at the thought of life getting back to a routine again. One that left you home, alone, more often than you would like. "Oh, right."

"Hey," he said softly, coming towards your garden and wrapping his muscular arms around you in a hug; you just lazily slumped into his chest. "What if you came with me to the set this week?"

That was a surprising proposal. "More photo ops, huh?"

"What?" He pulled away enough to hold you at arm's length and look you dead in the eye. "No. No photos that I know of."

You raised an eyebrow at him trying to piece together was he was asking you. "So, correct me if I'm wrong, but you want me to come to set.. just because?"

"No, I want you to come because I want you there."

Continuing to look at him questionably, you asked your next question cautiously. "Why?"