When Reality Starts to Falter (SPN AU FANFIC) Finished!

Part Seven

After telling Jensen everything about your break up with Jared, you felt a weight lift off of your shoulders. The only people to know the full truth had been you, Jared and Gen. Of course, that was how they wanted it. You felt like you were out numbered, and had you outed the truth - they would have denied it.

Jared and Jensen, after working together for years, were the best of friends. Over the course of your relationship with Jared, meeting Jensen and becoming friends with him ended up being the high point, but you knew that the bond they'd developed would always be greater than whatever kind of relationship you could build with Jensen.

That seemed to go out of the window last night, but only really became apparent on set today when the formerly clear and comfortable air started to tense, and everyone seemed to be holding their breath without really knowing why.

You were silent as ever as Polly put your makeup on for the day, despite all of her questions and excitement of your more than zealous performance with Jensen the day before. She, as well as everyone else, knows about your past with Jared and threw out that maybe everyone was acting weird because of the kiss. She figured maybe Jared heard it was a bit steamier than anticipated and perhaps he was jealous. It was the first thing to make you laugh.

You brush her hand away as Jensen walks by, apologizing to her as you sprint for him. You grip onto his shoulder before saying anything, turning him to face you. He doesn't move his eyes, keeping them on the ground but you notice that they are absent and have tired circles forming underneath them.

"Are you okay?" you ask, nearly tripping on the words. "You're not upset with me, right?"

His eyes finally flicker to yours, painted with surprise and squinting slightly, "what? Why would I be upset with you?"

You shrug, "we haven't really spoken since last night and I - I don't know. I mean," you lower your voice to a whisper, "you and Jared are best fri-"

"Were," he cuts in sharply. "I could never remain friends with a person who could hurt someone so deeply and be fine with keeping that a secret."

You close your eyes, exhaling a long breath. This is not what you wanted to happen when you told him. You simply just wanted him to know about it, should there be anything forming between the two of you. What you didn't want, was to cause tension on set.

He gently brushes your hand from his chest and rushes onto set, getting himself prepared for the last scene of the day. Ironically, the Winchester brothers are in another non-talking spell that your character forces them to break out of, but of course, that only leads to a fight between the two of them.

Begrudgingly dragging yourself behind him, you find your mark on set and prepare for the beginning of the scene. When the director calls 'action', you take slow steps to your next mark.

The Winchester's stand facing away from each other in a small motel room. Dean has his arms crossed, and Sam exhales slowly before bringing himself around to face Dean's back.

"Look, Dean. It was stupid," he rolls his eyes, letting his arms fall to the side, "it was reckless and -"

Dean flips around, eyes full of animosity and eyebrows pointing into them, "stupid?" he repeats. Sam nods slowly. "Reckless?" He scoffs.

It was your idea to get them talking in the first place, so you take a few steps away from the bed should you have to moderate. The anger radiating from Jensen isn't coming from Dean at all. You figure it has to be coming from what you confided in him the night before, and gulp in anticipation. You open your mouth to say your line, but Jensen speaks over you.