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Jensen Ackles paced his family's lawyer Michael Rosenbaum's office
trying to wrap his mind around that fact that not only had his parents
Alan and Donna died in a freak fire at some Temple he had never heard of
but they had also changed their wills to leaving everything to the
Life's Enlightenment Temple.

"Jensen sit down, you're wearing my carpet out. I've already filed an
injunction on the wills. The Temples lawyer Tom Welling has request all
the parties of interest meet in two months."

"Two months? No I want to meet this Samuel now. I want to know what he
did to my parents." Jensen stopped pacing to stand in front of Michael's
desk.

"Samuel and his followers will be at the funeral on Friday. I have JD
looking into Samuel. Seems he just appeared at the Temple five years ago
and took over as spiritual leader for the fledgling church of twenty
followers. Now there a couple hundred."

Jeffrey Dean Morgan was the investigator for the law office. He was a
retired Navy Seal and NCIS Agent. Jeff always made Jensen's stomach
clinch in a little bit of fear and desire. Jeff was dangerous, ruggedly
handsome and oozed an earthy sexuality. If anyone could find out about
the mysterious Samuel Jeff could.

Jensen looked at his watch "Shit! I have to go, I'm meeting with
Mackenzie and Josh at the Funeral Home. Let me know what Jeff finds."

Genevieve watched Brother Samuel do his evening mediation which for him
was going through martial art moves, lifting weights and running with
his two dogs Sadie and Harley around the compound. Very few of the
Temple members got to see Samuel as he was at that moment stripped to
the waist his bronze skin glissoning with sweat his illustrated skin
looking like moving portraits as his muscles flexed and moved. Genevieve
was special along with Sandra and Chad they all periodically shared
Samuel's bed.

Samuel felt eyes watching him but he paid no attention continuing his
evening routine. The Temple member all knew that he was never to be
disturbed when he was 'meditating'. Samuel stopped his movements to
watch the red orange sun slip behind the burnt ruins of the greenhouse
hundred yards from the mansion.

Four nights prior two of the nicest people he had ever met died when
they were caught in the structure when a bolt of lighten exploded the
generator. Samuel had been on a run with Sadie and Harley when he saw
greenhouse erupted in flames. He ran toward the building hearing Donna
Ackles scream. He tried to break the glass to get to Donna and Alan but
fire reached the gardening chemicals and the greenhouse exploded
throwing Samuel a hundred feet back.

Why the couple was inside the greenhouse at 9pm was a mystery. Most of
the Temple members were in their rooms ready for bed at that time
because of the strict curfew Samuel had imposed. The evening was the
only time Samuel had to himself unless he chose to be with someone.

A few Temple members had told him that the Ackles were leaving and went
to the greenhouse to steal the Temples prized Orchids. Brother Fredric
told Samuel that Ackles had been distancing themselves from other
members especially some of the younger group. Samuel wasn't sure he
believed either scenario and with the local sheriff questions he wanted
to find out what happened before the he and the Temple became the center
of an investigation.

Jeffrey Dean Morgan sat in his office looking at the deed for the
property that Life's Enlightenment Temple sat on. The deed showed the
former owner and Temple leader Chad Allen had left the property to the
Temple. No luck there finding out who Samuel was.

Jeff's Blackberry vibrated on his desk. "Morgan."

"I hear you are looking for information on the Life's Enlightenment
Temple and its leader Brother Samuel." Timothy Hutton of the Texas State
Police said forgoing a formal greeting.

"I see your manners haven't gotten any better Timmy. What have you got?"

"Check Huntsville for Padalecki, Jared Padalecki."

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The Ackles three grown children had decided to have only a short grave side service. The pastor from the church the family had attended until Alan and Donna had joined the Life’s Enlightenment Temple would perform the service. Two matching platinum urns would be buried in one grave under a black marble headstone.

Jensen sat between his older brother Josh and his younger sister Mackenzie in the row of chairs closes to the grave. Behind them where aunts, uncles, cousins and family friends. Jensen’s three best friends Christian Kane, Steve Carlson better known as the country rock duo KANE and Daneel Harris the fashion worlds new must have designer.

The pastor had just greeted everyone acknowledging the family when everyone’s attention was drawn to the wave of white walking over the slopping hill of the cemetery. An incredibly tall man walked twenty paces ahead of the large group. The group fanned out around the group of mourners kneeling on the manicured lawn in unison.

Samuel walked over to stand in front of the Ackles children his attention completely on Jensen. He had never seen a more beautiful man in his life. The mans lips begged to be kissed even set in a scowl as they were.

Jensen looked up at the man who had to be the mysterious Samuel. He was as his sister and her friends would say smoking hot. Jensen squirmed in his seat as his cock took notice at how handsome Samuel was. The white tunic style shirt he was made his golden tan skin appear bronze. His shoulders belonged on a football player. His thick chestnut hair waved with hints of red in the sun. Fox like hazel eyes almost made Samuel look innocent and harmless.

Looking down at Jensen, Samuel wanted to see his eyes. Donna had told him of her three children Jensen was the only one with the same shade green that she had. Samuel want to know of that was true. With a slow grace Samuel dropped to his knees in front of Jensen. Reaching up he removed Jensen’s sunglasses. Donna had been wrong. Jensen’s eyes weren’t the same shade as hers. Jensen’s eyes were emeralds laced with flicks of precious gold.

“Who the hell do you think you are!” Josh snarled at the man kneeling in front of his brother.

Ignoring Josh, Samuel spoke directly to Jensen. “I am Brother Samuel Spiritual leader of the Life’s Enlightenment Temple. We’ve have come to give our respect to Alan and Donna and to there children.” Samuel took Jensen’s hands in his. “I wish to say a few words.”

Mesmerized by Samuel’s eyes all Jensen could do was nod his consent. Samuel gave him a sad smile before rising to his feet never releasing Jensen’s hand. He gave it a lighten squeeze then stepped away turning to speak to the Pastor. “I apologize for the interruption. I wish to say just a few words.” Samuel said his head tilted slightly to the side.

Josh leaned over toward Jensen. “What the hell Jensen?” he snarled.

“Josh just leave it. He will say a few words and then him and his freak show will leave.” Mackenzie said leaning across Jensen who was staring silently at Brother Samuel.

Samuel looked down at Jensen for a moment then turned his attention to those gathered to say goodbye to Alan and Donna.

“Alan and Donna were the most peaceful loving couple I have ever had the pleasure to meet. They came to the Temple searching for peace they weren’t getting in the world outside. They made life better for anyone who came in contact with them.” Samuel rose his arms the sleeves of his tunic falling a little revealing tattoos that started at his wrist moving up his arms disappearing under the sleeves. “We say you blessed our lives now you shall bless the creator.”

Samuel finished speaking turning to the pastor he gave a nod for him to continue his service. He returned to kneel in front of Jensen facing the graves his head bowed. All of the Temple followers also knelt down with their heads bowed.

Brother Chad knelt his head bowed but his eyes watching Brother Samuel. He didn’t like the reverence that Samuel was showing Jensen Ackles. Bringing another Ackles into the Temple would be nothing but trouble. Already there was Temple members questioning Samuel abilities.

Jeffrey Dean Morgan parked his dark sedan on the cemetery road that round its way through the grounds. He watched the services from the distance. Jeff had found out exactly who Brother Samuel was and who he was nothing good.

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Jeff watched as 'Brother Samuel' rose with the family his hand laced
with Jensen's. "That was quick." He mumbled to himself as he walked over
to where the limo that would carry the Ackles children back to the
family ranch was parked.

Jensen chose not to think about the zing that went through him when
Samuel took his hand. He should have the man leave the cemetery and that
any communication with the family would be through lawyers. But when
Samuel had knelt in front of him and looked into Jensen's eyes he felt a
connection that he had never felt before. Like the piece of his soul he
never knew he was missing had found its way back.

"Jensen what the fuck are you doing?" Josh snapped as he walked next to
the two men he reached for Jensen's arm only to have Samuel stop him
with a vice like grip on his wrist.

"Do not ever touch him in anger." Samuel squeezed Josh's wrist hard
enough he could feel the bones grind together.

"Samuel!" Jensen gasped

Jeff moved forward getting into Samuel's face drawing his attention
toward him. "Let him go Padalecki."

"Pada what?" Jensen looked at Samuel who had released his brother's arm,
he was glaring at Jeff his nostrils flared Samuel looked beautiful,
majestic and primal.

"That's his real name Jared Tristan Padalecki isn't that right Brother
Samuel? Born July 18th 1982 in San Antonio. Beat his little sister's
boyfriend to death with his bare hands when he was fifteen years old.
Spent ten years in Huntsville for manslaughter. While he was inside he
killed his cellmate but was never charged because no could prove he did
it. Shoved a shiv up the man's ass so far it ruptured his large
intestine." Jeff said not taking his eyes of Jared.

Jared turned away from Jeff's stare looking directly at Jensen. "I paid
for my crime with ten years of my life. Jensen, do not judge me on past
sins." Jared reached out to touch Jensen's face.

Christian Kane and Steve Carlson stepped forward. Steve pulled Jensen
back away from Jared; Christian took a stance next to Jeff his muscled
arm crossed over his broad chest. "Why don't you take your little cult
and go back to your Temple. Jenny's lawyer will be in touch." Christian
said his voice rough and raw like he had gargled with broken glass and
rinsed with a bottle of Jack.

Jared glared at the shorter man with the intense blue eyes. Everything
inside him screamed for Jared to grab Jensen and leave. "Jensen come to
the Temple tomorrow we can talk. I'll show you why your parents loved it
so much."

"I don't think that's going to happen." Christian growled

"Ok." Jensen spoke

"What? Jensen you are not going to that place!" Josh snapped.

Jensen turned his attention to his brother. "Last I checked Josh I was
an adult and I do what I wish." He turned back to Jared. "Is two o'clock
alright?"

"Yes. We can have a late lunch." a blinding smile graced Jared's face.

Sandra McCoy wanted to scratch the green eyed Jensen Ackles eyes out.
Brother Samuel never looked at anyone the way he was looking at Ackles.
What was so special about him? He was the most beautiful man Sandra had
ever seen for sure, but he seemed little cold.

Brother Fredric watched the effect Samuel's attention being drawn to
Jensen Ackles was having on the others. Samuel had never shown any
interest in anyone outside the Temple, it worried him. Outsiders always
meant trouble and from appearances Ackles would come with boat load of
trouble.

"Shall we return to the Temple Brother Samuel?" Brother Fredric asked
stepping up to stand beside the large man.

Jensen walked toward the limo he looked back over his shoulder to see
Jared walking with his followers toward the three buses at the far end
of cemetery.

"You are such a fucking slut. Always thinking about getting your faggot
ass plowed." Josh snapped

Steve grabbed Josh's shoulder spinning him around slamming his face into
the homophobes mouth. "Assholes should keep their mouths shut."

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Title: Ritual Temple 4 & Interlude
Author: krebsbach
RPS AU: based on book Night Rituals
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Rating: NC-17
Warning: religious themes, dubious consent sex
Summary: Artist Jensen Ackles becomes worried when his
parents changed their wills to leave all their assets to the cult like
church Life's Enlightenment Temple and its creator Samuel just before
hey mysteriously parish in a fire at the Temple during a freak
electrical storm.
BETA: Un'BETA
Notes: Based on a book by Anne Stuart Night Rituals
Disclaimer: I don't know anyone, own anything. This is purely a work of
fiction

The hot spray of the shower masked the salty tears of grief that tracked
down Jensen's face. His parents had always been his most fervent
supporters. They attended every art show, bought the first painting when
he opened his own gallery. They both accepted his sexuality without
pause. Now they were gone and Jensen was alone in a sea of people
without them to anchor him.

Mackenzie knocked on Jensen's bathroom door. "Jensen. Are you ok in
there?" she asked through the door.

Jensen shut the water off wiping his face. "Yeah Kenzie. I'll be out in
a second." Jensen hurried to dry off pulling old gym shorts he liked to
sleep in. Opening the door his little sister wrapped her arms around his
waist laying her head over his heart.

"I love you. Josh is big jerk."

"I love you too Kenzie." Jensen pressed a kiss to her forehead wrapping
his arms around her.

Mackenzie smiled up at him. "So can we watch TV?" Jensen laughed "Have I
ever said know to staying up all night watching TV with you?"

"Nope because you're the coolest big brother on the planet." Mackenzie
let him good going around to other side of his bed plopping down.

Jared emerged from his bathroom to find Genevieve laying naked in his
bed. "Why are you in my room?" his eyes narrowed as she trailed her hand
down to play with the folds of her sex.

"I am here to help relieve the tension of the day Brother Samuel just
like I have done before." Genevieve rolled off the bed dropping to her
knees crawling over to Jared.

She reached out to cup him, Jared grabbed her delicate hand before it
could touch him. "Stop. I don't need you. Go back to your room
Genevieve."

"What? Why not? Because of the pretty boy faggot Ackles?" Genevieve
snapped.

Jared growled gripping her hand tightly he dragged Genevieve over to the
bed grabbing her robe forcing her to take it. Then he dragged her over
to the door opening it Jared shoved her out. "Go back to your room
before you really piss me off."

Stalking over to his closet Jared pulled out jeans and a t-shirt.
Dressed he jammed his feet into work boots grabbing his keys and cell
Jared headed toward the garage where he kept his Harley V-Rod. He didn't
want to wait until tomorrow to see Jensen again.

Brother Mark Pellegrino watched Samuel roar off on his motorcycle. What
or more to the point who he was running could only mean trouble for the
Temple if Jensen Ackles was as nosy as his parents had been. Samuel had
always been a wildcard, not as easily controlled as the former Temple
leader had been. So far Samuel was unaware or chose to ignore all the
deeds to the surround ranch land the Temple had acquired.

Jensen threw back his head and laughed when Mackenzie buried her head in
his chest at a scary part of Hostel. She was the one who always wanted
to watch Horror movies and she always ended up tucked against Jensen
hiding her face.

"Kenzie why do you always want to watch slasher flicks if just hide your
face the whole movie?"

"I don't hide the whole movie. Let's watch 'Princess Bride' next."
Kenzie hopped off the bed to put the next movie in.

Jared parked his bike behind a large oak tree. The Ackles ranch was dark
except the flickering light of a TV screen. Through the French doors of
the bedroom balcony he could see Jensen and girl who was likely his
little sister Mackenzie. Jared watched them for a moment before jumping
up to hook the balcony railing to pull himself up.

Mackenzie reached for her soda she saw a large dark shadow outside the
window. "OH My God Jensen! There's someone on your balcony!" she
screamed.

Jensen scrambled out of bed moving slowly toward the doors. The knock
made him jump. Burglars usually didn't knock. He opened the doors his
eyes going wide seeing Brother Samuel standing there in regular clothes
not the tunic style shirt and drawstring pants.

"Brother Samuel what are you doing on my bedroom balcony?" Jensen asked
crossed his arms over his bare chest.

"Hey I thought his name was Jared not Samuel." Mackenzie piped up from
the other side of the room.

Jared smiled "It is Jared Padalecki." He paused looking at Jensen "I
came because I just couldn't wait to see you again."

"We are watching 'Princess Bride' wanna watch with us?" Mackenzie asked.

"I would love to." Jared said with a smile

Ritual Temple Movie Interlude
Jared laid on the bed his long legs crossed at the ankle watching the two Ackles siblings watch the movie. He wondered why Mackenize would invite him to watch the movie with them. As far as they knew he was the leader of a cult that Donna and Alan fallen into and corwost into leaving the Temple all their money. In truth Jared was as shocked as anyone that they left the Temple their money. But if those were their wishes then Jared would accept them.

Jensen crawled off the bed. “I have to go to the bathroom.”

Jared waited until Jensen was out of ear shot. “Why did you invite me to stay and watch the movie with you and your brother?”

Mackenize looked at Jared for a moment before answering “I like that you didn’t let Josh hurt Jensen. As for my parents I know you tried to save them from the fire. For me that goes a long way in proving you are a good guy no matter what you did to go to prison. Besides you climbed Jensen’s balcony just to see him. That’s ‘Princess Bride’ romantic” Mackenize answered with shy smile.

Jensen came back in the room something had happened while he was in the bathroom both Kenzie and Jared were grinning. “What’s up with you two?”

“Nothing. Who is your favorite ‘Princess Bride’ character?” Jared asked

“Indigo Montoya of course.” Jensen answered

Jared smiled reaching out he took Jensen’s hand in his. “I have to go. Thank you for letting watch the movie with both of you. I will see you at the Temple around two o’clock.” Jared turned Jensen’s hand pressing a kiss on the palm.

“I’ll see you then.” Jensen said with a pale blush on his cheeks.

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The sun had started to breech the horizon as Jared pulled into the
compound. He hadn't slept at all but he felt refreshed. The Ackles
siblings were close as a brother and sister should be. Mackenzie was a
fire cracker with her straight forwardness. Jensen was one of Gods
angels fallen to earth his beauty was captivating.

Brother Mark watched Samuel return from the tower window. Samuel was
straying from the Temple, letting green eyes and pouty lips entice him
overlook his calling. It was to have a talk with the others about what
should be done with Brother Samuel.

Everyone gathered in the large cafeteria building for breakfast. Jared
sat alone at a table at the front of room. Once everyone was seated and
plates of breakfast foods place in the center of each of the forty
tables Jared stood up commanding every ones attention.

Holding his arms up in a gesture that all should rise for the morning
blessing. "Good morning brothers and sisters. Let us say thank you to
the creator for another day." In unison everyone said "Thank you!"

Quiet conversations began all through the cafeteria. Some tables chatted
about the day forth coming activities, some on the sadness of the
funeral the day before. But at one table the conversation was much more
intense.

"Brother Samuel inviting Jensen Ackles to the Temple could be trouble if
he is as nosy as his parents." Brother Mark said looking at the other
the four others at the table.

"As I have said before we have given Brother Samuel too much leeway in
his leadership. He should have been reined in long before this." Sister
Deidre Hall spoke in her clipped cool emotionless voice.

"Brother Samuel does what we need him to do. He keeps the rest of the
flock distracted from what is really going on. He hasn't once over
stepped the parameters set for him." Brother Thomas Howell defended
Samuel.

"I believe it is safe to presume that Donna and Alan didn't tell Samuel
what they suspected." Brother Fredric spoke up.

"I agree with Deidre Samuel needs to be controlled tightly. If he finds
out about all the land the Temple has acquired he might try and take it
for himself." Brother Michael Weatherly said.

Jared looked out over his flock. It still amazed him that this large
group of reasonable intelligent people would follow anything he said. He
was in prison when he graduated from high school. He never took a
college course or held a job that didn't require him asking you want
fries with your order or would you like your oil check while he filled
the gas.

Five year ago when he met Chad at the grocery store of all places Jared
was intrigued by the older man. Between jobs Jared accepted the offer to
come and visit the Temple. It only took a day for Jared to figure out
the whole Enlightenment shtick was con job.

"Jared everyone is looking for something. For acceptance, forgiveness,
self worth, peace, guidance, a belief in anything. Find out what it is
for each person and give it to them. Do that and they will in return
give you anything you ask of them." Brother Chad had told him with a
twinkle in his blues eyes and wink.

By the time Chad had passed Jared was already the spiritual leader of
the Temple drawing in more followers each day. He had followers both
male and female who willing fell into his bed. He had motherly followers
who fretted over him. Jared also had followers who fancied themselves
his advisors. No one ever question his need to be left alone at times.

The cafeteria began to empty by the time Jared pulled himself from his
thoughts. He gathered his dishes and headed to the kitchen area. He
needed to have a late lunch put together for him and Jensen.

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The sounds of Christian and Steve working on songs for their new album
came through the doors of Jensen's studio. He worked better when he
could listen to his two best friends playing the guitar and singing. One
of Jensen's most acclaimed pieces was mural he did for the Dallas Art's
Center was Jensen's vision of the KANE song 'Spirit Boy'.

Jensen sipped his coffee his sketch pad balanced on his lap. So far he
had been staring at a blank page for most of the morning. Everything
that came to him was variations of Jared's face. He had been
commissioned to do a painting for the San Antonio History Museum. They
wanted a painting that depicted Texas life in the early 1800's.

The guitar notes ended and good natured bickering began as Steve and
Christian pick apart the song they just wrote. "We should take that line
out. It doesn't fit." Christian said glaring at Steve.

"No that's the line that drives the whole song." Steve snapped back

Christian set his guitar aside his dark blue eyes glowing with
frustration. "Convince me it should stay." he dared.

Steve smirked setting his guitar down he got up sliding onto Christian's
lap threading his fingers the thick mahogany mane. "Oh I think I can do
that." Leaning down Steve nibbled Christian's lips.
Christian growled pulling Steve into a deeper kiss letting his hand
drift down to cup the firm ass grinding down on his cock. He dragged his
lips along Steve's jaw line down his neck. Steve's head dropped back
giving Christian better access to his neck.

"Jesus Christ!" Steve groaned.

Jensen leaned against the door frame watching his friends with a smirk.
"Kane is a lot of things but I don't think Jesus Christ is one of them."
he laughed as both men jumped.

"Fuck you Jenny boy!" Christian said with little heat. "You're just
jealous because the only satisfaction you have been getting lately is
from your right hand."

"Been hiding in my closet spying on me again Christy?" Jensen asked his
eye brow cocked a smirk on his face.

"You know I just love to look at your freckled white ass." Christian
teased back.

Steve slid off Christian's lap walking slowly over to Jensen. Stopping
inches from him Steve grabbed Jensen by the back of the neck pulling him
in for a quick kiss on the lips. "Anytime you want we'd be more than
happy help your right hand out." Steve gave Jensen a saucy wink.

Jensen blushed "I'm going to head up stairs and get ready to the
Temple."

"I don't like the idea of you heading out there all alone. Padalecki
beat a man to death Jensen." Steve said with a frown.

"He came to the house last night. Climbed up my balcony, watched movies
with me and Kenzie. Kenzie likes him."

"Really? That's saying something Kenzie usually doesn't take to
strangers well." Steve was a little impressed if Kenzie gave Padalecki
the ok she must have seen something she liked in him.

Jensen's baby sister didn't like very many people including some of her
own family. Because they grew up in wealth the Ackles children were all
leery of people who wanted to be friendly and being seen as just dollar
signs by them.

Both Christian and Steve kissed Jensen before he left telling him to be
careful and to call them if he needed them. They both were very
protective of Jensen and would serious hurt anyone who hurt the green
eyed artist. Jensen last boyfriend got his nose busted by Christian when
he showed up at one of Jensen's shows ranting that Jensen had tried to
force him to leave his wife. He told everyone in ear shot that Jensen
was a dirty little faggot whore.

Checking himself in the hallway mirror Jensen grabbed his car keys
heading out the door. His brother Josh was standing next to Jensen's
Viper convertible his arms crossed over his chest. The look on Josh's
face told Jensen with wasn't going to be a pleasant encounter. "Hey
Josh. I was just heading out. Can whatever wait until later?" Jensen
gave his older brother a polite smile.

"Can't wait to run to Padalecki and spread your ass can you?" Josh
snarled.

Jensen moved to step around his brother Josh blocked him. "Look Josh I'm
going to have lunch with Jared, tour the Temple and maybe figure out
what was so special about the church for mom and dad."

"You better not fuck up what Rosenbaum has started that money belongs to
the family. It's my children's future Padalecki con out of mom and dad."
Josh glared at Jensen. Unlike his two younger siblings Josh had pretty
much went through most of his trust before his children were even born.

Each of the Ackles children received a ten million dollar trust when
they turned 21. Josh spent money on fancy boats, a beach house on San
Padre; he bought a HUMMER and sponsored a race car. He went to all the
trendy places rich people went. Jensen had used some his trust to build
a studio that could work for both his painting and Christian and Steve's
recording. They both insisted on paying Jensen rent on their half of the
studio. He bought his gallery and made some sound investments. Mackenzie
who just turned 21 was using some of her trust to pay for college; she
bought a car and invested in Jensen's gallery.

"You wouldn't have to worry about your children's future if you hadn't
spent most of your trust on useless shit Josh." the words were barely
out of his mouth before Josh's hand was flying and the side of his face
erupted in a throbbing pain.

Josh stepped toward Jensen "Shut up you little bitch!"

Jensen could taste blood when he licked his lips. Jensen shoved Josh
backwards getting into his car. He left leaving his pissed off brother
standing in the drive way. Jensen winced a little as his sunglasses
rested on his already swelling and reddish purple eye and cheek.

"Well this should make lunch interesting." Jensen mumbled to himself
turning the radio up pulling onto the interstate.

"Brother Samuel. The lunch you requested will be ready in the solarium
when you return from the tour with your guest." Alona said from behind
Jared as he watched for Jensen to arrive. He felt like a kid at
Christmas waiting for Santa to arrive.

Jared turned around gracing the slim blonde with a smile. "Thank you
that sounds perfect." Jared put his palms together like was praying
nodding his head.

A dark blue Viper came through the compound gates slowly making its way
up to the mansion like home. Putting the car in park Jensen took a deep
breath and stepped out of vehicle. Jared came out standing on the stone
stairs a smile on his face that soon turned to a frown the closer Jensen
got. He could see the reddish purple bruise on Jensen's face that the
sunglasses did little to hide.

Jared was in front of Jensen in an instant snatching his sunglasses off
his face. "Who did this to you?" Jared asked his voice clipped and hard.

"It's just an accident. No big deal." Jensen lied keeping his eyes down.

Jared gripped Jensen's chin forcing him to look into his eyes. "Don't
lie to be Jensen. I want the name. Who hit you?"

"Josh. My older brother. You met him at the funeral. We had a
disagreement before I left. It's no big deal Jared." Jensen tried to
shrug it off like Josh hitting him was nothing traumatic.

Jared cupped Jensen's face in his big hands. Leaning down him pressed a
soft kiss to Jensen's forehead. "He will regret ever touching you in
anger, I promise you."

The pure rage Jensen saw in Jared's hazel orbs made him suck in a breath
and try to step away from the larger man. Jared wrapped an arm around
his waist stopping him. "I would never hurt you baby. Now shall we take
a tour?"

Deidre observed the two men as she was pruning the rose bushes that line
the walk. The raw sexuality that Brother Samuel had exuded all the time
had always disgusted her. He was nothing up a gigolo and ex-con. Most
every member of the Temple flocked to Samuel like bees to honey. Deidre
had even caught wind of a little plot Sandra McCoy had to get pregnant
by Samuel. Making one's self a brood mare for a filthy man apporant to
Deidre. The sooner they corrected the problem of Ackles and Brother
Samuel the better

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The tour was very interesting. Jared wove a history of the land into his
explanation of how the Life's Enlightenment Temple came to be. The
grounds were beautiful with roses lining the walk ways; large snarling
oak trees provided shade from the west Texas heat. Jensen could see why
his parents would find peace on the compound.

The solarium was cool with four ceiling fans providing a cool breeze. A
large bowl of mixed fresh fruit and whip cream sat in the middle of the
table flanked by two plates with walnut chicken salad on them and two
flutes of champagne. Jensen got the feeling he was being wooed.

"Wow this is a very nice lunch. You didn't have to go to all this
trouble Jared." Jensen sat down in the chair Jared had pulled out for
him.

"It was no trouble Jen. I just want you to enjoy yourself on your visit.
What do you think so far?"

"Everything is gorgeous, very peaceful. I can see why mom and dad liked
it here. I was a little surprised there is no chapel." Jensen said
spearing a chunk of chicken with his fork.

"We use the meeting hall for gatherings. I am not a priest. For me to
stand at an altar would be wrong. We believe in a higher power that is
not restricted to the god found in the King James Bible."

"Don't try to convert me Jared. I am not lost looking for meaning in the
world. There's nothing you and your Temple can give me that I can't get
for myself."

"I am sorry I did sound like I was recruiting didn't I?" Jared blushed a
little.

Jensen set his fork down looking at Jared for a moment. "Tell me about
going to prison Jared."

Fifteen years ago San Antonio trailer park

Jared had been suspended from school again for getting caught smoking in
the teacher's parking lot. When he got home he heard whimpering coming
from his little sister Megan's room. Jared found her curled on her bed
battered and bruised from head to toe. Her legs were caked with blood
from being raped. Jared saw red. Megan told him her boyfriend Milo had
raped her.

Jared found Milo at a local hang out. Jared beat the older boy until he
finally stopped moving. It wasn't until he was charged with murder that
Jared found out one of his punches that shattered Milo's nose sent bone
into Milo's brain killing him. Jared showed no remorse for his killing
Milo and his sister Megan denied ever having been raped so any extreme
duress defense had fallen through.

Present

"Why would Megan denied being raped?" Jensen asked

"Because apparently Milo's granddaddy gave Megan and Mama money so the
Ventimiglia family name wasn't tarnished by a rape allegation." Jared
explained.

Jensen reached out taking Jared hand in his giving it a squeeze. "I'm
sorry that happened to you."

Jensen's cell phone rang. "Sorry it's my Gallery manager Alexis." "Hey
Lexi what's up?"

"Jensen! Jensen where are you? Are you ok? Oh my God!" Alexis Biel sound
panicked.

"Lex I'm fine. I am having lunch with Jared at the Life's Enlightenment
Temple. What's going on?"

"OH MY GOD! Jensen leave now! Get away from him!" Lexi shrieked.

"What? What is the going on?" Jensen looked at Jared who gave him a
questioning look.

"An envelope came for you today registered mail. I thought it was the
contract for the museum. It wasn't it was photos of a dead body, someone
beaten to death. There's also a new article about a missing man by the
name of Kerr Smith." Alexis sobbed.

"Calm down Lexi. I am on my way." Jensen said fear for the first time
rolling through his stomach.

"What's wrong Jensen?" Jared asked

"Do you know a man named Kerr Smith?" Jensen asked getting up from the
table.

"Kerr Smith? He was a Temple member until I found out he was a reporter
for some European freelance tabloid. I got rid of him." Jared got up
stepping toward Jensen who backed away from him. "Jensen what's wrong?
You look like you're afraid of me."

"Jared. Thank you for lunch and the tour, but I think it would be best
if any further communication between us should go through out lawyers.
I've got to go." Jensen practically ran from the solarium.

He heard Jared calling after him Jensen quickened his steps cell phone
to his ear. "Michael! I need you to have Jeff find out everything he can
on Kerr Smith. Shit!" Jensen slammed the car into reverse as Jared came
out of the house. "Fuck! Mike just meet me at the gallery bring Jeff."

TBC>>>>

Chapter Text

It took Jeff Dean two hours and fifteen minutes to find out that the
photo and the article were bogus. Kerr Smith was very much alive and
well enjoying a six week holiday in the Cayman Islands on the Temple's
dime. The article it's self was obviously very crudely put together
designed to scare with the headline hoping the reader would be too
distracted by the gruesome picture to notice the bad cut and paste job.

Jensen stood in the bathroom splashing cold water on his face. His brain
was turning to jelly trying to figure out why someone would go to the
trouble of making a shotty job of accusing Jared of beating Kerr Smith
to death. Why send the picture to Jensen's gallery? Even Jeff had to
admit since he had been released from prison Jared had been pretty much
a model citizen. Jensen rubbed his throbbing temples popping two pain
killers he went into his bedroom.

Jared had heard the water in the bathroom running when his slipped into
Jensen's bedroom from the balcony. Jared took off his leather jacket
tossing it on the chair in the corner sitting down on the bed he started
to unlace his boots making himself comfortable. He leaned his back
against the head board his long legs stretched out Jared waited to
Jensen to come out of the bathroom.

Attorney Tom Welling sipped his scotch while he reviewed the final draft
of the contract for the Beaver Ranch. Jim Beaver was the last hold out
to the land buy out of the ranches surrounding the Life's Enlightenment
Temple. Of course the purchase price of the land was far less then it
was actually worth.

Now that the Temple owned all the land surrounding the compound of a
fifty miles any mineral finds would belong to the Temple. Three years
ago an unpolluted underground spring found when the Temple was building
the greenhouse. Conservative estimations the spring cut through the
Temple's land across the six ranches surrounding it. Who ever owned the
rights stood to make a lot of money in water rights.

Tom looked up to find Brother Mark was standing in front of his desk.
"Jesus Mark make a noise or something."

"My apologies Thomas. Has Mr. Beaver signed the contract yet?" Mark sat
down.

"I am bringing them to the hospital tomorrow morning. He was moved out
of the ICU this evening." Tom sipped his drink.

Rancher Jim Beaver been in a near fatal single car crash and would be
paralyzed from the waist down for the rest of his life. With no close
family to help on the ranch Beaver was forced to sell his land. The
accident was very convent and Tom wondered if Brother Mark and the
others might have had something to do with it. Not that Tom would ever
voice his musings he like the money to much.

"What of the other legalities?" Mark rested his chin on tips of his
fingers.

"The Ackles will is solid. The judge should throw out the challenges.
What about Samuel? He seemed to have a hook in the younger son, the
artist."

"Samuel has been very hard to read since the fire. But there are very
few who don't succumb to his charms."

The door to the bathroom opened. "You ran away Jensen. Why?" Jensen jump
hearing the deep rumbling accusation.

"Jesus! Fucking! Christ! Are you trying to give me a heart attack? What
the hell are you doing here?" Jensen snapped trying to calm his heart
rate.

"You ran away." Jared said again tension in his voice.

"Not like I ran off and joined the circus Jared. I had some urgent
business at the gallery." Jensen feeling a little irritated at Jared's
tone. Sure he did run but he was a grown man and Jensen was just a bit
in fear of his life.

Jared got up from the bed moving to stand in front of Jensen. "Urgent
business that had to do with Kerr Smith? Are you two working to
together?" Jared growl pinning Jensen between his bigger body and the
dresser.

"What? No! I don't even know Smith. Back off Jared!" Jensen snapped
pushing against Jared's chest.

Jared's nostril flared his hazel eyes dilated just an instant before he
crushed his lips down on Jensen's. A deep growl rumbled from his chest
as Jensen hands stopped pushing and slid up to curl around into Jared's
hair. Jared picked Jensen up so he could put on the dresser settling
between his thighs.

Jensen's hands frantically pulled Jared's t-shirt up over his head
tossing it away. He licked his way across the broad bronze expanse of
Jared chest letting his hands roam freely. He hissed as Jared's teeth
nipped along his neck sucking bruises as he went.

"Fuck Jen! So beautiful." Jared murmured dragging his lips along
Jensen's catching the bottom lip between his teeth.

Wrapping his legs around Jared's waist Jensen ground their hard cocks
together. His mouth found a dark brown nibble his teased the small nub
with his tongue. Jared skin tasted like buttery rich caramel Jensen
couldn't get enough. Jensen felt his orgasm start to rush through him.
He pulled Jared tighter against him.

"Please harder. Just a little more." Jensen begged.

"Yeah that's it baby. Cum. Cum with me." Jared growled against Jensen
ear.

Jared's body sagged heavily against Jensen causing what Jensen was
pretty sure was his cologne bottle to dig into his back. "Ok big guy
up. I really don't want a bottle of Calvin Kline to become part of my
liver."

Jared's head came up looking a Jensen through a confused haze. "What?"

"Let me up."

Jared stood up "You are still going to tell me why you took off like
that today." Jared said pealing his cum soaked jeans down his legs.

Jensen sighed. "Let's take a shower first."

TBC>>>>

Chapter Text

After their shower they had talked about the picture, the article, Kerr
Smith, how Jared came to the Temple. They stayed up most of the night
talking just as the sun started to crack the horizon Jared made love to
Jensen with a tenderness he had never felt before in his life.

Jensen had to push Jared out the door in the morning. "Jared you have to
leave. It's six thirty. You're going to be late for breakfast." Jensen
brushed a light kiss on Jared's lips.

"I know. I know. I'd much rather stay here and worship your body, but
duty calls. Can you come to the Temple tonight? Have dinner with me."

"Sure. Now go. I have to get in my studio and paint."

Jensen showered and pulled on an old pair of paint splattered jeans and
faded t-shirt. His thoughts were still on the picture and why someone
would want him to believe Jared had beaten Kerr Smith to death. Did they
want Jensen to be afraid of Jared? Trying to figure it out was making
Jensen's head throb. Grabbing his key Jensen headed out the door.

Jensen stopped by his car to grab his cell phone. Inside sitting on the
passenger seat was box the size of a phone book. Across the top of the
box was written EVIDENCE in capital letters.

Christian rolled over curling himself around his lover rubbing his cheek
against the dip between Steve's shoulder blades. His knee slipped
between Steve's legs so the top of Christian's knees touched Steve's
balls.

"You give me whisker burn on my back I'll shave your balls next you pass
out drunk." Steve mumbled into his pillow his legs falling open so
Christian could settle between them.

A deep rumbling chuckle came from Christian. "You are a kinky bastard
Carlson. Christian traced his tongue down the curve of Steve's spin, his
hands kneaded Steve's round ass.

"MMM..." Steve growled bucked as Christian spread his ass cheek blowing
lightly on the exposed hole. The morning stubble on his face tickled
Steve's ass.

Christian focused on the beautiful sight of the slightly swollen still
loose pucker. He traced his tongue around the rim make teasing stabs at
the center before moving away. Steve bucked more Christian pinned his
hips down. "Calm down sweetheart. Just relax and let me play."

"Damn It Kane! You better be sticking something in my ass soon or I'm
going in the bathroom and do it myself." Steve snapped getting another
chuckle from Christian. Everyone assumed that Christian would be the
grumpy one in the morning given his intense nature, but it was Steve who
grumbled and growled and groaned all morning until he was completely
caffeinated.

Christian moved up laying completely on top of Steve letting his stiff
cock ride Steve's ass crack for a moment. Grabbing the lube from the
nightstand Christian coated his cock. "Ready baby?"

"Christian Please!" Steve moan as hissing as Christian slowly pushed
inside him. The slow aching burn felt so sweet. Christian pulled him up
on his knees setting a slow easy rhythm. Steve reached back pulling
Christian's head turning so he could kiss his lover.

Christian thrusts began more feverish he gripped Steve's hips hard.
Steve fell forward grabbing the head broad Christian buried his face
into the nape of his neck. Steve reached down stroking his leaking dick
he was close.

"Come on Cowboy almost there." Steve panted.

Christian's hand joined his around his dick. "Cum." His hot breath sent
a tingle through Steve as cum spilled out over their joined hands. They
both collapsed down on to the bed in a satisfied heap.

The phone on the night stand started to ring Christian peeled himself
off Steve with a groan "Kane."

"Mr. Kane this is a courtesy call. If you value your friend Mr. Ackles
life you will make sure he stays away from Brother Samuel and the
Temple." The phone disconnected before Christian could say anything.

Steve sat up "Who was on the phone?"

"I have no fucking clue. They said if I value Jens life I should keep
him away from Brother Samuel and the Temple."

Jared was exhausted, but it was the satisfied exhaustion of spending the
night with a lover. His day was scheduled down to the last second with
the meeting with the contractors who were going to start cleaning up the
remains of the green house before starting to rebuild. The council was
meeting about the Fall Gathering but all he wanted to do was be with
Jensen.

Tom Welling walked into Brother Samuel's office. "Good morning Brother
Samuel. I have some papers I need you to sign. With Mr. Beaver recently
accident he had decided to accept out last offer on his land."

A big smile split Samuels face. "That's good news. All the rights to the
spring now belong to us."

TBC>>>>>>

Chapter Text

Jensen was still staring at the unopened box when Christian and Steve
arrived at the studio. His heart started to race every time he moved to
open it. What kind of evidence was inside and Jensen wasn't sure he
wanted to find out. His gut told him it had something to do with Jared.
He had never felt the connection with anyone like the one he had
instantly with Jared. But whatever was inside the box could shatter
anything they could have.

Both Steve and Christian could feel that something was wrong. Jensen was
just sitting on a stool in the small kitchenette staring at a box on the
counter. Steve walked around stand next to Jensen wrapping his arm
around his friend's waist resting his chin on the top of Jensen's
shoulder. Christian stood across from them looking at Jensen.

"What's in the box Jen?" Christian asked not taking his eyes off Jensen.

"Don't know. I haven't opened it." Jensen answered not looking away from
the box.

"Do you want Christian to open it baby?" Steve asked his lips brushing
Jensen's ear.

Jensen's eyes went to Christian's at Steve's question. Christian was
always the one who did the hard things, protecting and taking care of
everyone around him. When they were in school and someone decided Jensen
was an easy target to pick on. Christian would always swoop in like an
avenging angel saving him. God help anyone who tried to hurt Jensen or
Steve. Even the devil would hide from a pissed off Christian Kane.

"Please." Jensen answered.

Christian flipped open his utility knife cutting along the center line
of tape. He folded back the flaps. Inside was folder with photo copies
of land titles. There was also bank records showing all of the Life's
Enlightenment Temple assets belong to the church collective except for
the water rights. They belonged to Jared Padalecki alone. There was a
land survey that showed a natural underground spring had been found on
the Temple compound that flowed through six surround properties.

"I don't get it? Why send this stuff to me?"

"My guess would be someone wants you to know your boy is a con man. He's
got a nice money game going. The Temple is sitting on was prime land
with a natural spring but they don't own the water rights. If Padalecki
chose to break with the Temple and they wanted to develop the spring
they'd have to either get his permission or buy the rights from him.
Either way Padalecki is set for life." Steve answered looking through
the stack of papers passing them to Christian when he was done reading
them.

"Shit some the ranches they bought had been in the families for
generations. Padalecki snapped them up when the bank called in long
standing loans at quarter of the fair market value." Christian said with
disgust.

Jared was a con man. Jared stole land from ranchers for the water
rights. Took away a way of life for a half a dozen families. Jensen felt
his stomach start to roll. Bolting off the stool he barely made to the
sink before he threw up. Jared had fooled him, fool Jensen's parents
into thinking he was just a man looking for peace a calling. Jensen
wondered if his parents had found out about the betrayal before they
died.

"Deidre has been making noises about wanting to see the assets. She's a
smart cookie for a dried up old bitch. She sees you own the water rights
and not the Temple, well Hell has no fury and all that." Tom said
watching Jared sign the papers on the Beaver land.

"That woman needs some dick in her life. Anyway she is never going to
see the assets because my outrageously expensive lawyer won't let her
near them." Jared said with smirk leaning back in his chair.

"Thanks! Asshole!" Tom chuckled a moment then sobered "Brother Mark came
to see me last night. He is a dangerous man Jay. Don't take him lightly.
He gets a whiff that you're screwing the Temple, what's another dead
guru. Right?"

"Brother Mark doesn't scare me Tommy. Plus what I have planned will make
everyone a lot of money. Even the Scientologist will be beating a path
to our little slice Nirvana to revaluate their bodies and their souls."
Jared said in best pitch man voice.

"You were a snake oil salesman in a former life weren't you?" Tom said
unable to keep a straight face as Jared threw back his head laughing. When they both stopped laughing Tom asked about Jensen. “So what is up with you

And Jensen Ackles?”

Jared’s sharp fox like hazel went a glossy soft amber a sweet dreamy smile graced his face. “Jensen is beautiful inside and out, he’s an angel.”

Tom chuckled at his friend. “Damn, you have it bad for him. Any chance you

Can get him to drop the law suit?”

“Oh I don’t think the suit matters much anymore. He’s a fantastic artist Tommy. I’m going to ask him to paint a mural for the Temple, maybe have him design a garden for Nirvana.”

“So you planning on Jensen being Tammy Fae to your Jim Baker?”

“You can shut up now asshole.” Jared grossed with a grin.

After he threw up Jensen locked himself in his studio turned his music up

and painted. Around two o’clock Christian banged on his door telling him to come out and eat something. He came out grabbed a sandwich then went

back to painting. Steve popped his head in around six to say they were heading home.

Jensen looked at the clock he was suppose to be at Jared’s at seven. “I’m going to stay a while longer.”

Steve walked all the way inside the studio to see what Jensen was working

On. The four foot by four foot canvas was a muscular torso of a man with shaggy dark brown hair. The head was bowed so you couldn’t see the face.

Two large black angel wings curved around behind the man. It was beautiful.

“Holy fuck Jen. Your talent always amazes me.” Steve said in awe.

“Well Fuck Me! That’s WOW!” Christian said stepping into the studio. “I can

guess the inspiration for the fallen angel is Padalecki.”

Jensen gave a sad chuckle. “Lucifer was an Arch Angel before being tossed

into Hell.”

TBC>>>>>>>

Chapter Text

By seven thirty Jared was past being worried and was on his way to being
pissed that Jensen hadn't shown up for dinner. He had called Jensen's
cell every ten minutes only to have it go to voice mail. Jared decided
to try to call Mackenzie.

"Kenzie? This is Jared."

"Hey what's up?" Kenzie asked happy for the interruption from her
current activity of studying. Why she needed a class in sociology for a
Interior Design Degree she would never get.

"I was looking for Jensen. He was suppose to come over for dinner. He's
late and no answering his cell." Jared tried to sound casual.

"That's my brother for you. He's probably at his studio. When Jensen
starts painting he totally spaces everything else out."

Jensen stood back looking at the almost finished painting he was putting
the finally touches on the body. Two muscled tattooed arms crossed at
the thick wrist over the chest ending with clinched fists. Behind the
dark angel was the glowing orange fire of Perdition.

"Way to channel your inner Ruth Thompson Jensen." Jensen mumbled to
himself. The portrait of a fallen angel more the popular Renaissance Fair
artist then his own western style.

Jensen grabbed his brushes to ready them to be placed in the cleaning
solution. Cleaning up was always a relaxing time for Jensen. All the
tension of getting his vision just right on the canvas gone. His soul
was freer like the canvas was his confessor and each brush stroke was
Jensen sin to confess. But this portrait wasn't Jensen's sin to confess
it was his shout of damnation against his subject and his soul didn't
feel freer it felt chained down.

Pounding on the door of the studio pulled Jensen from his thoughts.
"Coming!"

Jensen yelled wiping his paint caked hands on his jeans. Whoever was on
the other side of the door apparently didn't understand because the
pounding became louder and hard enough to make the door rattle. "I'm
coming! No need to break the damn door down!" Jensen snapped throwing
the door open with a scowl.

"You didn't come to dinner." Jared snarled the statement like an
accusation.

"So never heard of calling? Decide breaking my door was a better
option?" Jensen snapped back at the glowering man.

"You didn't answer your phone. I was worried about you." Jared said
trying to step inside but Jensen stood in his way. "Can I come in?"

"No." Jensen stood his ground.

Jared's eyes narrowed something had changed since he had left Jensen in
the early morning. "Why not?"

"I don't like lairs. I hate being played. I have to admit you must have
a really good game to fool my Dad. Because he could spot a con in a
second. Land grabbing for water rights that's very old school straight
out of the old west even very Texas. But when you spent your formative
years in a cage then old school is the easiest" Jensen spit out his
green eyes full of contempt.

Jared's clinched his teeth his nose flare he shoved Jensen back with a
growl stepping inside slamming the door. "Shut the hell up! You know
nothing." Jared grabbed Jensen by his arms shoving him against the wall.

Jensen struggled against Jared's iron hold. "Fuck you! Get off me!"

Jared pressed his body against Jensen forcing his knee between his legs.
His face was less than an inch from Jensen he could count the smattering
of pale freckles. Jared licked his lips. "No." Jared whispered letting
his hot breath play against the line of Jensen's lips.

Jensen twisted his head away Jared just dragged his lips along his jaw
to his ear. Jensen bucked against his hold he only succeeded in grinding
his hardening cock against Jared muscular thigh. Jared growled dragging
his lips back toward Jensen's devouring them in a hot hungry kiss.

Jared knew the instant their lips touched Jensen wanted him as much as
he want Jensen. He was no longer struggling to free himself from Jared
grip, he wrapped his legs around Jared's waist thrusting his fingers
into Jared thick mane returning the kiss for all he was worth.

Impatient hands striped Jensen paint splattered jeans off flipping him
around to face the wall. Jared dropped to his knees licking along
Jensen's ass crack spreading the perfect cheeks. He teased the pink
pucker with is tongue. Jensen's body jerked like he was zapped with
cattle prod.

"Fuck. Jared." Jensen moaned grinding his ass into Jared's face.

Jared pulled back nipping one cheek with his teeth. "Tell me what you
need baby." Jared demanded pushing just the tip of his thumb passed
Jensen's tight ring.

"God, Please Jared." Jensen begged his forehead pressed against wall.

"Please what? Baby. What do you want?" Jared circled his thumb around
the loosing hole.
"Want. Want you to fuck me. Please." Jensen begged his breath labored
with lust and need.

Jared surged to his feet quickly releasing his throbbing erection.
Licking his wide palm his slicked himself pushing at Jensen's entrance.
With a slow steady thrust he forced his cock deep inside his lover.
Burying his face in Jensen's neck "Feel me baby? Only I can satisfy the
sweet ache inside you." Jared thrust harder "Say it. Only I can do this
for you, no one else, because you belong to me Jensen. Say it."

Jensen hissed as Jared slammed into him. "Fuck! Yours. Only yours
Jared." Jensen reached back gripping Jared's hair tightly twisting so
their collided.

They both rode the wave of their violent mating like ships in a storm
tossed sea reaching their release at the same time. Jared's knees
buckled he dragged them both to the floor never releasing Jensen.

Jensen groggily tried to push himself away from Jared. "This didn't mean
anything."

Jared held him tightly. "This meant everything Jensen don't lie to
yourself."

TBC>>>

Chapter Text

Brother Fredric watched the lawyer Tom Welling leave the compound
carrying his brief case with all the land deeds and water survey papers.
Brother Samuel was very causes about what he kept at the Temple. Fredric
knew the young enigmatic leader of Life's Enlightenment Temple kept his
secrets close to the vest and those secrets could bring the whole Temple
down.

Brother Mark thought that he could control Samuel but in the time since
the Ackles perished Fredric wasn't sure that was the case. Samuel
slipped out not returning until dawn, he met in private with the
surveyors. He sent the girls away without letting them satisfying his
needs. Samuel was up to something.

"Brother Fredric why are we lurking in the shadows?" Brother Thomas
asked in his soft southern lilt.

"I'm observing not lurking Brother Thomas. Mr. Welling just left Brother
Samuels office. Brother Samuel was not in there with him. Brother Samuel
is too trusting of an outsider."

Brother Thomas was aware of the others constant questioning of why
Brother Samuel would give Welling a non member of the Temple such
freedom with its walls. Thomas accepted the fact that Brother Samuel
felt he could trust Welling and it wasn't his place question why he did.

"Brother Mark also trusts Mr. Welling. Is he so easily taken in?" Thomas
asked

"Brother Mark over estimates his ability to control people." Fredric
turned and walked away.

Brother Chad knelt naked on the plush cream colored carpet his head
bowed, hands resting on his knees. He tried unsuccessfully to contain
the shiver that rolled up his spin as the tips of fingers trailed
lightly across his shoulders up into his hair. The fingers curled into a
fist yanking his head back angry lips crashed down on his. Chad could
taste the salty tang of blood fill his mouth as his bottom lip split
from the force of the kiss.

Brother Mark pulled back from the kiss looking at the beautiful swollen
lips stained with dark rich blood. He let his hand ghost down Chad's
back to his firm backside he tapped the butt plug that sat snug in the
tight hole. Mark's hand travel farther down to cup Chad's balls. He
squeezed them until a whimper escaped the boy's lips.

"My naughty boy what am I going to do with you." Mark's lips brushed
against Chad's ear. "What did you hope to accomplish send Ackles that
picture and fake article?" Chad said nothing Mark squeezed his balls
harder. "Answer me."

The pain in his balls almost took away Chad ability to speak. Licking
his bloody lips. "I just wanted the guy to stay away from Brother
Samuel."

"Tsk, Tsk. That didn't work out now did it little one. It only sent the
pretty running and Brother Samuel chasing after him. What is the rule?
Come on now don't be quiet now baby. What's the rule?" Mark relaxed his
grip on Chad's balls slightly.

"You handle Brother Samuel." Chad moaned trying to focus on his
breathing. He could feel Mark hard cock rubbing along his ass crack.

"That's right." Mark said stroking one hand gently down the side of
Chad's face kissing his temple.

He pushed Chad forward so his face was on the carpet his ass in the air.
He squirted a little lube on his cock. Not removing the plug Mark forced
his hard cock inside Chad along side. He smiled as Chad whimpered at the
burn of being stretched so far.

Tears slid off Chad's face dropping onto the carpet. Brother Mark's
thrust became harder and more urgent. He could feel the hot cum fill his
bowels making his stomach start to cramp. Mark stayed inside Chad for a
longtime before withdrawing his spent member. He slapped Chad's ass
before pulling the butt plug out.

Mark leaned over Chad. "Get your ass in the shower and clean yourself
up. Don't put on any clothes come back in here and get in my bed and
sleep."

"Yes Brother Mark." Chad mumbled slowly getting to his feet his leg
protesting from being stuck in one position for so long. His lower body
was in so much pain Chad thought about just crawling into the bathroom
but Brother Mark was watching him. Showing he couldn't take his
punishment like a man would only make it worse the next time.

Jensen stepped into the shower just outside his studio. Jared was still
lying sprawled on the floor of the studio looking at the painting Jensen
had just finished. After they had finally gotten up from the floor in
the hall they moved into the studio. Jensen trying to put some distance
between them Jared doing his impersonation of a spider monkey his arms
wrapped around Jensen so he could go further then arms reach from him.
They had sex again on the floor of the studio.

The hot spray eased the tension in Jensen's neck as he rested his
forehead against the tile. Another shower with his thoughts all wrapped
around one man Jared Padalecki. The man swirled into Jensen's life
catching him up like debris in a tornado leaving Jensen feeling tore
open. Jared just reached in took whatever he wanted. He should hate
Jared. Jensen should be calling to police handing over everything. But
the thought of not being able to be touched by Jared made Jensen's
stomach clinch.

The door to the shower opened up Jared stepped in behind Jensen his big
hand immediately going to cup Jensen's hips. Pulling the shorter man
flush against him Jared nibbled his way along Jensen's shoulder up his
neck until his lips brushed ear. "Is that how you see me Jen? As a
fallen angel? As Lucifer?"

Taking a deep breath Jensen turned around in Jared's arms so he could
look into the hazel eyes that hide all secrets Jared would never tell.
"I see you as someone who never shows his true face to anyone. So you
can be everything to some and nothing to others and never have to be
yourself."

"I am always myself with you Jensen. You see it all. Every face I wear
is a part of Jared. Brother Samuel is the part that always craved peace
to live each day without guilt and sadness and to make that possible for
others who need that too. The Jared the one who beat his little sisters
rapist to death he's there still full of anger, self hate disgust at
being poor white trash ready to lash out at the world. The Jared who
survived ten years in prison is here he's the one who learned to control
his emotions never show the pain. He's the one who vowed he was never
going to be poor white trash again; he was never going to go back behind
bars. All them, they are me, the me I share with you." Jared leaned down
gently brushing his lips to Jensen's.

Jensen moaned into the kiss reaching up threading his fingers through
Jared's hair. He wanted to just lose himself in Jared's kiss, feel his
big strong hand roam his body, forget that Jared was a con man and just
be with him. If Jensen listened to only his heart, ignoring his brain he
could do that. But his brain wouldn't turn off.

Pushing on Jared's shoulder Jensen pulled away from the kiss. "I can't
do this with Jared. I can't be part of your life. Not when you steal
people's way of life." Jensen started to step out of the shower.

Jared grabbed his upper arm in vice like grip pulling back. "I'm sorry
Jensen walking away is not a choice you get to make anymore." Jensen Felt a
slice of fear sneak into his heart.

TBC>>>>>

Chapter Text

Jensen pulled his arm trying to break Jared’s iron grip. “Are you threatening me?” he asked hoping the panic couldn’t be heard in his voice.

Jared yanked Jensen back against him wrapping his arms around him tightly. “I never make threats Jensen. You only think distancing yourself from me is something you want. You would never be able to survive with out my touch. You already crave it like a junkie.”

Jensen gave a snorting short laugh. “You really think a lot of yourself don’t you. Sure you’re the best lover I’ve ever had, but I can get sex anywhere. Christian and Steve are always available.”

A menacing growl escaped Jared he gripped Jensen’s jaw tightly. “No one touches you but me. I don’t share.” Jared snarled before slamming his lips down on Jensen in a brutal kiss.

Brother Mark laid curled around Chad holding the younger man against with a tightly around his waist. Usually after one of their brutal sexual encounters once Chad slipped into sleep his even breaths would lull Mark into sleep. But tonight was not the case. Mark was unable to stop thinking about Brother Samuel and Jensen Ackles.

When he had gone to visit Welling something about the lawyers questions about Samuel didn’t seem right. It seemed like Welling was fishing to see what Mark knew. Welling knew something that he wasn’t telling Mark. What ever it was Mark intended to find out what it was.

Jeff leaned against the door frame of Michael Rosenbaum’s office watching the man read a file intently. Michael was one of the best lawyers in the state who specialized in everything. Corporate Law, personal, and criminal law. He represented his clients with ferocity of a pit bull. Jeff almost felt a little bit sorry for the Temple lawyer Welling he really had no clue who he was up against.

Stepping into the office. “Hey Mikey time to call it a night.”

“Jeff what are you still doing here?” Michael looked up at his investigator.

“Waiting for you. Let’s go get a drink something to eat.” Jeff grabbed Michaels coat from where it lay across a chair.

A grin split Michaels face. “Are you asking me on a date Mr. Morgan? Because if you are I have to tell you I don’t put out on the first date.” Michael shut the file he was reading leaning back in his chair.

“Oh I think I’m up to the challenge.” Jeff’s voice took on more of a smoky gravel.

Tom Welling let himself into his home kicking off his Gucci loafers he set his briefcase down heading to his small wet bar. Pouring himself a generous amount of whiskey relishing the slow burn as he swallowed. The thought of just drinking until he was too drunk to care anymore briefly crossed his mind but he dismissed it. All that getting drunk would accomplish was a killer hang over in the morning.

Sitting down the whiskey glass Tom started to take his suit off as he walked toward his bedroom. He wandered how and why his life had become so complicated. Five years ago he had been just a normal local lawyer whose major client was a little cult Life’s Enlightenment Temple. He made sure all the permits were legal and in order. Then Jared Padalecki came into the picture and everything in Tom’s life changed.

With what seemed to be very little effort Jared had become Brother Samuel taking the Temple to the level of the mega churches crossed Texas and the south. Jared had a way of drawing people to him without saying more then a few words. Tom often thought about the moment Jared pulled him in.

“Tom have I thanked you for all your help in getting Brother Chad Everett a proper resting place. It is right that he is here on the compound not in some far away cemetery.” Jared had walked up to Tom placing a hand on his shoulder.

“I did what I could Brother Samuel.” Tom answered turning to look at Samuel sucking in a breath when he saw that Samuel had removed his tunic revealing the broad expanse of bronze chest. His long arms rippling under beautiful tattoos.

Jared reached out taking Toms hand placing it over his heart. Tom felt burned by the heat of the flesh beneath his hand. He was too stunned to try to take his hand away. “Brother Samuel?”

“Jared. My true name is Jared. I give you this because you will be my confident. Tom you are the one I choose to tell the truth too in return all I ask is that you tell me the truth.” Jared’s hazel eyes had pinned him like they could see if he was going to lie.

Unable to answer anything else Tom agreed. “I promise Jared. I will always be truthful with you.” Jared had grinned reach out he pulled Tom into a soul deep kiss that ended with drawing a whimper from Tom.

The kiss was the only one they had ever shared. Jared true to his word never kept anything from Tom and in return Tom had kept his promise also. It had been Jared who wanted Tom to make the council believe that he was ignorant to the fact that they were buying up all the ranches around the Temple. Tom had written the contracts himself. Buried in the fine print in each is the truth. The Temple owned the land and Jared alone owned the water and mineral rights.

Jensen stopped struggling against Jared’s hold as the kiss grew softer. His hands gripped Jared shoulders holding on riding the wave of need and lust that flowed from Jared. Jensen wrapped his legs around Jared’s waist moaning as his big hands cupped Jensen’s ass positioning him so Jared’s hard dripping cock head teased the well stretched hole.

Jared’s lips sucked along Jensen’s neck as he slid his cock deep inside his lover. Jensen’s hard cock rubbed against Jared’s tight abs his back slammed against the bathroom wall as Jared thrusts came hard and fast. “I will never let you go Jensen. Never.” Jared growled against Jensen’s ear.

Jensen tightened his legs around Jared even though Jared’s vow sent a ping of fear through him at how possessive it was. He had never felt so consumed by someone. Jared made Jensen feel both in danger and protected. All Jensen could do is hang on. “Please Jared. Going to cum.”

“Yeah baby cum for me. Love how you clinch around me milking me.” Jared kissed Jensen as he pumped his cum deep inside Jensen.

Black dots floated into Jensen’s vision he felt light headed for a moment before everything went black and he pasted out from the force of the orgasm ripped through him. Jared hugged the completely limp body tightly a satisfied grin on his face.

Slowly Jared withdrew from Jensen’s body carrying him into the main studio. Jared wrapped his sleeping lover in a clean sheet pulled on his own clothes picking Jensen up again he carried him out to his truck. He was taking Jensen back to the compound with him. Jensen would wake up in his bed where he belonged.

TBC>>>>>>

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Jensen rolled over wrapping his arms around his pillow kicking one leg out from under the sheet. He could feel the warmth of the early morning sun peaking through the bedroom window. Even Jensen’s sleep fogged brain knew that wasn’t right. His bedroom was at the back of the house and didn’t get sun until about 11am.

Opening one eye Jensen looked around at the unfamiliar room. The bed he was on was easily twice the size of his own king size which meant it was custom made. The sheets weren’t the soft cotton of his own the were deep blood red satin. Sitting up Jensen took a good look around. The bedroom wasn’t his.

Jensen was really starting to panic when the bedroom door open Jared sauntered in wearing ratty gym shorts and nothing else. Jared had a big easy grin on his handsome face he crawled up the bed like a panther stalking his dinner. “You are up.” Jared whispered against Jensen’s lips settling his big body over Jensen.

“Jared where are we? How did I get here?” Jensen asked pushing on Jared’s shoulders.

“The Temple, my private rooms. I brought you here last night. You fell asleep at your studio.” Jared answered between kisses.

“You kidnapped me!” Jensen snapped trying unsuccessfully to dodge Jared’s kisses.

Jared pulled back enough so his fox like eyes focused on Jensen jade green eyes. “No I didn’t. I brought you home where you belong.”

“This is not my home!” Jensen started to struggle against Jared’s hold.

Jared pinned Jensen to the bed. “Yes it is! Your home is me!” Jared answered through clinched teeth before crushing Jensen’s lips beneath his. He forced Jensen’s legs open grinding his hard cock against Jensen’s

Jared’s lips stole all the fight out of Jensen. He was being devoured by Jared and all Jensen wanted to do was give more. Jensen wrapped his legs around Jared’s waist as he started to return the intense kiss. Jared’s lips left his Jensen moaned baring his neck as Jared sucked his way along his jaw to his neck.

Jared reared up pushing his shorts down enough to release his cock. He lined his dick up with Jensen’s well stretched hole sliding inside. “God baby so tight and hot. Fucking love being inside you.”

Reaching up Jensen pulled Jared down into another kiss rocking his body back into Jared’s hard forward thrusts. He felt full and whole a way he never felt before. “Jared. Jared.” Jensen panted his hard leaking cock riding the ridges of Jared’s abs.

“Fuck yah baby!” Jared growled snapping his hips forward his balls tightening. “Cum with me baby.” he felt Jensen’s release spill out between them as his own fill Jensen’s bowels. Jared rested his forehead on Jensen’s both men panting unable to speak.

Genevieve clichéd her fist her ear pressed against the door of Brother Samuels bedroom. What did that whore have that she didn’t? She worshiped Samuel gave him anything he asked. But one look at the Ackles fagot son and Samuel had tossed her aside.

Brother Michael Weatherly had seen Brother Samuel carry the artist into his rooms last night. The distraction the beautiful man caused Brother Michael was worried Samuel would not be as easy to direct. If Ackles was as nosy as his parents had been that could mean trouble for the Temple.

Brother Michael entered Samuel’s private wing he was surprised to see Genevieve listening against Samuel’s door. Quietly he walked up behind her. “Why are you outside Brother Samuel’s door Genevieve?”

Genevieve jumped letting out a squeak. “Oh Brother Michael you scared me.”

“Better scared by me then caught by Brother Samuel spying outside his bedroom door.” Michael looked down at the pretty girl stroking her cheek with an index finger.

“I was just checking to see if Brother Samuel needed anything before breakfast.”

Michael leaned over Genevieve bringing his face inches from hers. “I don’t think Brother Samuel is in need of your services, but I on the other hand would love to enjoy them.” Michael brushed his lips against hers.

Reaching up Genevieve gave into the kiss letting Michael pull her against him. She had never thought of the older man as a lover before. Her focus had always been on Samuel but Michaels kiss made her body hum. “Brother Michael.” Michael took her hand and lead her away from Samuel’s room.

Jared rolled off Jensen to lay beside him no bothering to right his shorts bunched at his thighs leaving his lack sex bare. Sweat had matted his hair to his forehead rolling down the side of his face. Sex with Jensen was better then any work out. Jared turned propping himself up on his side to look down at Jensen.

Tracing a finger down Jensen’s sweat slick chest. “You look like debouched angel.”

Jensen looked at the man who turned his life upside down. Jared seemed to steal all of his self control with little effort leaving him confused and unsure. His brain told him Jared was bad news, he was a con man, he had an explosive temper that had been violent enough that Jared had beat a man to death. His told Jensen Jared was the other part of his soul. That Jared was the love he had been waiting for.

“I have to go home Jared. Mackenzie will be worried. I have to work. You can’t just cart me back to the Temple and expect me to fall in line. I am not one of your devoted followers.”

“You can call Kenzie.” Jared conceded sitting up.

Jensen sat up “Didn’t you hear the rest of what I said?” Jensen looked around for his clothes, something his could put on to cover himself.

Jared stood up “Yes I did. I’m going to take a shower we can talk about it when I get out.” Jared left the room.

Jensen looked around seeing Jared’s cell phone on the night stand grabbing it he dialed Christian’s number. “Christian. Christian.”

“Jen what’s up?” Christian asked not catching the panic in his friends voice at first.

“I need you to come and get me. Jared brought me to the Temple. I don’t think he will let me leave. I don’t know where my clothes are.”

“What? That mother fucker! Hang tight Jen we are on our way.” Christian snapped the phone shut.

Steve looked at Christian actually taking a step back seeing the dark rage in his storm blue eyes. “What?”

“That fucker took Jensen. He’s at the Temple and he won’t let Jensen leave.”

Steve grabbed the car keys. “Let’s go.”

TBC>>>>>>>

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Jensen frantically looked around the bedroom for some clothes. He
grabbed the gym shorts Jared had dropped on the floor on his way to the
shower. The waist sagged dangerously low on Jensen slim hips, but he was
covered so he was good. He heard the shower turn off Jensen bolted from
the room before Jared emerges from the bathroom.

The drive from Steve and Christian's home normally took twenty minutes
Christian made in just less than ten minutes. The gates to the compound
were open to let the mail truck through. The lime green 1970 Charger
sped past the slow moving truck coming to a screeching halt just inches
from the mansions steps. Steve barely let the car still before he was
out running up the stairs.

Jared came out of the bathroom rubbing a towel in his hair with another
precariously wrapped around his waist. He went completely still all his
predator instincts on full alert. Jensen was no longer in his bedroom.
Rage crashed over Jared as he let out an animalistic bellow.

"JENSEN!" Jared pulled on pants leaving his room.

Jensen jumped as Jared's shout echoed down the hall ricocheting off the
walls. Jensen quickened his pace he was half down the stairs when he
hear the front door crash open and Christian yell for him. "JENSEN!"

Brother Thomas came running out of the solarium at the commotion. "You
can't barge in! This is a religious sanctuary!" he tried to push
Christian back but ended up crying out in pain as his hand was twisted
at an awkward angle in a defense hold. Thomas could hear his bones
crack."

"I well tear this placed apart. Where is Jensen?" Christian snarled
leaning down over the man cowering on the floor.

Other Temple members came running into the hall. Steve took a defensive
stance flanking Christian. The sound of bare feet rapidly coming down
the stairs drew Steve's attention. "Jensen!"

"Steve! Christian!" a half naked Jensen came down the stairs running
right to Steve who wrapped his arms around him.

"Jesus Jenny what the hell is going on?" Steve asked pressing a kiss to
the side of Jensen's head.

"Please just take me home." Jensen begged.

"Get your hands off him!" Jared bellowed charging down the stairs
looking like a hurricane ready to hit the shore.

Everyone stopped moving watching as the unstoppable force of Jared
Padalecki hit the unmovable object of Christian Kane. Christian looked
into pure fury of Jared held out his curling his fingers in the age old
gesture. "Come on boy step up to the plate let see what you got."

Jensen watched with scared eyes as Jared surged forward and Christian's
right connected with his jaw. Jared stumbled back from the blow.
Jensen's heart jumped "Jared!" he started to struggle against Steve's
hold on him. Jared's head came up his bottom lip was bleeding.

Steve held on to Jensen tightly "Jen no. Let's go." Steve started to
pull Jensen toward the door.

"Jensen is mine!" Jared snarled spitting blood on the marble floor. He
charged Christian hitting him square in the stomach with his shoulder
taking them both to the floor.

Some of the female Temple members were screaming and crying Brother Chad
was calling for Brother Mark. Christian and Jared rolled throwing
punches.

"Sorry son. Jenny has been my boy since long before you dragged your
sorry ass out of Huntsville." Christian pinned the larger mans shoulders
to the ground. Blood trickled from his nose and above his right eye.
"Every place you've been. I was there first asshole." Christian snarled
his meaning clear.

With a roar Jared flipped Christian over wrapping his hand around his
neck cocking his fist back. His only thought was that his man had
touched Jensen. He had fucked Jensen and now Christian Kane would die.

"NO! Jared! NO!" Jensen screamed breaking Steve's hold throwing himself
on Jared wrapping his arms around him burying his face in Jared neck
Jensen pleaded. "Please Jared let him. Please. Christian is my friend
please let him go. He was just protecting me just like you."

Brother Mark came into the Hall taking in the whole scene. Brother
Samuel had a glint of murderous rage in his hazel eyes that Mark had
never seen before. But Ackles seemed to hold Samuel in check wrapping
himself around the bigger man.

"Brother Samuel! Let the man go!" Brother Mark said calmly.

Brother Fredric watched the little drama unfold from the shadows.
Brother Samuel was showing his true colors. His uncontrollable temper
was second only to the man's insatiable sexuality. Samuel was like lit
match and Jensen was a wading pool of gasoline he was standing in.
Eventually that match would down to the gasoline. When that explosion
happened, the Temple and everything he had worked for would go with
them. Fredric wasn't going to let that happen.

The fog of his rage started lift Jared took a deep breath taking in the
sweet smell of Jensen. His mate, his lover was there wrapped around him.
Jared looked down into the angry cobalt blue eyes of the man he was
pinning to the ground. Jared frowned confused as to why he would be
attacking this man. "Jensen? What's going on?"

The moment Jared eased off him just slightly Christian was up on his
feet taking a well place swing connecting with Jared's jaw knocking him
out cold. Jared fell to the floor taking Jensen with him.

Jensen was to stunned to react Steve was pulling him up away from Jared.
Brother Chad and Sandra were kneeling next to Jared. Jensen struggled
weakly against Steve. "Jared!"

Brother Mark stepped closer looking at Christian. "I think it would be
best if you take Mr. Ackles with you and leave. We will see that Brother
Samuel is taken care of."

"Don't have to ask us twice smiley. Come on Jen let get you home to
Kenzie." Christian wrapped an arm around Jensen's waist guiding him
toward the door. Jensen's face was buried in hair his hot tears spilling
down Christians neck.

"This is so fucked up!" Steve swore helping Christian get an almost
cationic Jensen into the car.

TBC>>>>

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Jared woke up his head throbbing like a jack hammer. Looking around he
saw Tom sitting next to his bed elbow resting on his knees. "Tom what
are you doing here?" Jared asked rubbing a big hand over his trying to
focus on getting the rest of his body awake.

Tom looked at Jared his face unreadable. He chucked an official looking
piece of paper at him. Jared opened it. The paper was an emergency
restraining order against Jared. He was not to go within one hundred
yards of Jensen Ackles. "What the fuck is this Tom?"

"It's a restraining order knuckle head. You want to tell me what the
fuck is up with you lately?" Tom said getting up from his chair to pace
the room.

Jared shook his head confused his hand dragged along the mattress he
hiss at the sting. Looking down his knuckles looked like chewed up raw
meat. Getting up Jared went into the bathroom to look in the mirror his
face was black and blue. Flashes of what had happened played in his
mind. Jared shook his head again to maybe clear the fog that hung over
his memory.

He could feel the rage starting to build inside him again. They were
trying to with a silly piece of paper to keep Jensen from him. Jared groan
shaking his head again trying to stamp down the anger. The vain on the
side of his temple throbbed Jared gripped the edge of the sink until his
the scabs on his knuckles split open and bled.

When Brother Mark called him the day before demanding he come to the
Temple as soon as possible. Tom had assumed the jig was up and the rest
of the council knew Jared had screwed them out of the water rights with
his help. He certainly didn't expect to find the front hall looking like
a tornado hit and a completely knocked out cold Jared. Even before Tom
could get an idea of what had happened Ackles attorney and his pit bull
investigator had slapped a restraining order in his hand.

Rosenbaum and Morgan had shown up just before night fall. Morgan stood
in Tom's Temple office with not suit coat making sure Tom could see he
was armed. Rosenbaum had offered his perfectly manicured hand for a
polite hand shake removed the restraining order from his breast pocket
all without removing his fashionable brown tinted sunglasses. The man's
pale blue eyes giving Tom a once over.

"I want to make sure we understand each other on this Welling. As long
as Padalecki abides by the restraining order Mr. Kane and Mr. Ackles
will not pursue charges against him. If he breaks the terms I will
personally see that Padalecki is charged with kidnapping, false
imprisonment, battery and sexual assault and the next time he leaves
Huntsville it will be in a pine box." Rosenbaum said sliding his hands
into his pants.

"Are you sure those are threats you want to make Mr. Rosenbaum? I have
witnesses who say Kane provoked any altercation that took place and that
it seemed he and his friend Mr. Carlson were dragging Jensen away from
where he wanted to be. I believe that would constitute kidnapping." Tom
countered

Rosenbaum smirked, Morgan chuckled. "We could always see what a God
fearing Christian Texas jury had to say about that." Rosenbaum pulled
out a business card placing it on Tom's desk. "Give me a call when your
client decides how he wants this issue to go. Have a good evening Mr.
Welling." Rosenbaum gave him a wink and then he and Morgan left.

The implication in Rosenbaum's words was clear. Texas was a decidedly
dominated by the Christian Right. They didn't tolerate alternate forms
of faith as well as the rest of the country did. Jared wouldn't stand a
chance in not getting convicted.

Jared came out of the bathroom going straight to his closet pulling out
clothes. He needed to go see Jensen talk to him. Jared could make Jensen
understand he was everything. More important than money, water rights,
illusions of peace and faith.

"Where are you going?" Tom asked

"To see Jensen."

"Are you fucking nuts? Jared you go near him and his lawyer will have
you back in prison faster than your head can spin. You really want to
risk everything for a pretty pair of lips and a tight piece of ass?" Tom
had no time to react as Jared huge fist slammed into his jaw.

Jared was half way down the stairs when Tom recovered enough to follow
him. "Jared wait! You have got to calm down." Jared didn't even turn
around.

Steve sat on the overstuffed sofa with Jensen's head on his lap. Steve
stroked the soft hair at his temple. Jensen's tears soaked the denim of
his jeans. When they had brought Jensen home for the first couple hours
he sat silent trying hard to hide the termers that raked his body.
Christian tried to force Jensen to eat but he left the plate un touched.
After Michael and Jeff had delivered the restraining order to Padalecki
they had stopped by the see how Jensen was. Jensen had started to cry at
the mention of Jared, he hadn't stopped until he fell asleep exhausted.

Christian sat down in the chair next to the sofa looking at his lover
and his best friend. "Shit if I didn't know better I'd say Jenny was
going through drug withdrawals. What the Hell did Padalecki do to him?"

"Maybe Padalecki is Jensen's crack. One hit and he is addicted." Steve
said tracing the ridge of Jensen's eye brow.

"It was kind of freaky that Padalecki went from pounding on me to not
knowing why we were fighting. It was like he was two different people."
Christian reached over taking Steve's hand. He had felt some deep
consuming anger in his life but Christian had never seen rage like he
had seen in Padalecki's eyes.

“Well like every drug Jensen will get over the DT’s we just

need to keep Padalecki away from him.” Steve brought Christian’s

hand to his lips kissing the tips.

Brother Mark paced the library room things were getting out of hand.

Samuel was out of control, if the man ever had any control at all. He had

always been a wild card seeming to be easily lead but now Mark wasn’t

so sure that was true. The question that needed to be answered was

Samuel a lamb or a wolf?

Tom walked into the library stopping short seeing Brother Mark standing

his hand clasped behind his back looking at the volumes of books on the

shelve in front of him. Tom had been hoping for some privacy to try and

call Ackles and warn him about Jared. “Brother Mark how is every thing

today?”

“Brother Samuel isn’t acting himself lately.” Mark said avoiding the question

“This worries me.” Mark turned to Tom looking like a concerned father.

“Everyone has their off times. He’ll be fine in a couple days.” Tom answered

Silently praying he was right or everyone was screwed.

Brother Mark gave a sad smile “I pray that is the case. It would sadden

everyone if something happened to Brother Samuel.”

Tom’s eyes grew big Brother Mark had just threatened Jared.

TBC>>>>>

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Jensen pulled himself up off the sofa. Steve slipped off earlier to
start dinner, Christian was hovering between the kitchen and living room
keeping one eye on Jensen and watching Steve cook. Moving made his whole
body ache with stiffness.

"Going to the bathroom." Jensen mumbled as he shuffled by Christian down
the hall.

"Dinner will be done in a minute." Steve called after him.

Jared slowed his bike down stopping next to the large oak tree at the back of
the house. Kane had brought Jensen to his home like it was some sort of
refugee from Jared. His fist clinched as the anger inside him started to
grow again. Jared closed his eyes taking deep breaths to center himself.

It was a technique he had learned while he was in prison to control his
temper. Dr. Misha Collins the psychologist at Huntsville had taught
Jared the mediation steps. After diagnosing Jared with Intermittent
Rage Disorder.

"Controlling your temper will be the difference between functioning in
society and spending the rest of your life in prison Jared." Misha's
dark blue eyes earnest and caring as he had spoke urging Jared to use the
technique.

Over the years Jared had been able to control his rage but since meeting
Jensen it was like that part of his brain turned off. Jensen was the key cause of his rage and he was the only key to controlling it. Jensen was truly caught in the middle of everything.

Jensen stood in front of the mirror looking at his scruffy face, with
the dark circles under his eyes his eyes blood shot from crying. He
looked like death warmed over. The man looking back at him in mirror was
a completely different man then Jensen had been just days before. The
man in the mirror was as pathetic as Josh always told him he was.

Instead of going back into the living room Jensen opened the patio door
stepping outside letting the early evening summer warmth wrap around
him. Jensen closed his eyes so he could pretend that it was Jared
wrapped around him and not just the air. The warm breeze that kissed his
cheeks was actually Jared lips.

Jared's heart slammed inside his chest Jensen came outside to stand on
the patio. He looked haggard and beautiful at the same time. Jared's
feet were carrying him toward Jensen before the thought completely
formed in his mind. A rush of lust surged through Jared the closer he
got.

Someone watching him Jensen could feel the eyes on him. He opened his
eyes startled Jared was there close enough Jensen could feel his breath
on his face. Jared's big hands cupped his face pulling Jensen into a
gentle reverent kiss. Jensen gripped his broad shoulders trying to
deepen the kiss.

"Jensen. Jensen. So beautiful." Jared whispered into Jensen's ear
wrapping the smaller man in a tight almost suffocating hug. Jensen clung
to him.

Christian walked down the short hall to see what was taking Jensen so
long in the bathroom. The patio came into view he stopped for a
moment. Jensen was out there with Jared. They were clinging to each
other the way only separated lovers could. "Steve! Call 911!
Padalecki's here." He yelled moving toward the sliding glass doors of
the patio.

"Get away from him Padalecki!" Christian snarled reaching for Jensen to
pull him away from Jared.

Jensen struggled against Christian's pull. "No! No let me go! I want
Jared! Jared don't let go of me please!" Jensen begged

"Never baby. Your mine." Jared growled reaching out shoving Christian
back.

Christian staggered backwards just as Steve came out of the house shot
gun aimed directly at Jared. "Let Jensen go or I blow a hole in your
fucking head."

Jensen turned to face his two best friend's tears welling once more in
his green eyes. "Please. I know it's crazy, but I need Jared. Steve
please. It hurt like someone had craved my beating heart out of chest
without him."

Jared wrapped his arms around Jensen burying his face in the back of his
neck. The rage rolled through him but dissipated every time he took a
deep breath filling his lungs with Jensen's scent. He tightened his hold
on Jensen he heard Jensen's breath catch a little. Jared knew his hold
was too tight but all he could focus on was breathing, Jensen and
calming the rage.

Steve lowered the gun cursing himself as he did. He was always a sucker
for Jensen's green eyes shimmering with tears happy or sad. If he asked
for the moon Steve would get it for him. But it was also the way Jared
hung on to Jensen like he was his last hold on sanity that had Steve
rethinking putting a bullet in the man.

"Damn it Jensen! What the fuck is going on here?" Steve asked disgusted.

Christian glared not saying anything Jensen looked at him with a plea
for understanding in his eyes. The sound of sirens in the distance made
all four men jump. "Shit! You two better get in the house. The cops will
be here in a minute." Christian snapped.

Jensen started to pull Jared toward the house. Christian stopped them
grabbing Jared's arm. "You will be explaining everything to my
satisfaction or there won't be enough left of you to fit in a match
box."

TBC>>>>>

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Jared paced the large bedroom waiting for the police to leave. Taking
out his phone he called Tom.

"Jared! Where the hell are you? Please tell me you aren't at Jensen's."
Tom answered his phone.

"I'm not at Jensen's. I'm at Christian Kane's place. Tom I'm sorry I hit
you."

"Fuck Jared! What's going on?" Tom sighed rubbing his throbbing temple.

"I don't know. Can you come here? Kane wants to know everything, Jensen
needs to know."

"Do you want to go back to prison?"

"No. Just come here. Please Tom."

"Give me twenty minutes." Tom answered with a sigh.

Brother Fredric listened to the conversation from the shadows of the
room. Brother Samuel had run after Ackles. The erratic actions of Samuel
had to come to an end. He had become a liability to the Temple. If
Brother Mark chose to wait and see then Brother Fredric would take care
of Samuel himself.

Steve left Christian and Jensen to assure the sheriff that it was a
false alarm and went to talk with Jared. He figured if he talked to the
man there would be less of a chance of bloodshed then if his hot headed
lover tried. It seemed that Christian and Jared butted heads a lot.
Steve was a little more level headed. Of course if he didn't like the
answers Jared provided Steve was most likely to just shoot Jared.

"Do you ever stand still Padalecki?" Steve asked entering the room.

Jared stopped pacing "Pacing helps me focus. Less likely to explode."
Jared said starting to pace again.

Steve leaned back against the door his arms cross. "That wasn't just a
threat Christian gave you. Jensen means a lot to us. He's family we
don't like to see him all fucked up like he is right now."

Jared stopped again running his fingers through his hair he didn't like
that he had made Jensen's life a mess. He should just go back to the
Temple pack his stuff and disappear. But Jared's vision of what the
Temple could be was so close he could taste it and Jensen was his
everything so Jared was just as fuck.

"Have you ever met someone and knew they were the other half of your
soul?" Jared asked.

The memory of the very first day Steve saw Christian swagger into his
homeroom class senior year of high school. That day Steve Carlson had
known Christian Kane would be the love of his life. "Yeah I'm familiar
with the feeling."

"I'm an ex-con, a con man, liar with a diagnosed rage disorder. I'm bad
news. I know this. I don't deserve some one as good as Jensen. But I
would tear apart the world to be with him." Jared gave Steve a look that
said he would kill to keep Jensen with him. Steve knew that feeling
because it was the way he felt about Christian.

Brother Chad pulled on his motorcycle helmet starting his bike. He was
running away, from the Temple, from Brother Mark from the pain and the
fear. He prayed that Brother Samuel would be the victor in the war he
knew would come. Chad had no illusions that Samuel was some messiah.
Samuel was a con man like every other religious leader in the world.
Because what was faith but a big con job played for the believers. But unlike
Brother Mark Samuel didn't hurt people purely for his own gratification.

When he pulled onto the highway Chad was still torn whether he should
warn Brother Samuel that trouble was coming. That Brother Mark had evil
intentions. Chad took the exit heading toward Jensen's lawyer's office.
Rosenbaum would know what to do. Chad didn't trust Welling the man had
too close of a dealings with Brother Mark.

"So Mikey you and Welling had a mutual eye fucking going on." Jeff
said with a knowing smirk. Even though Jeff and Michael fucked on a
regular bases they weren't together. They were the poster children for
friends with benefits.

"Jealous Jeffy?" Michael asked his eye brow cocked.

"Nope. Just thinking of the possibility of a threesome." Jeff leered.
Michael rolled his eyes. Jeff always thought with his dick.

Anna, Michael's secretary popped her head into the office. "Mr. Rosenbaum
there's a young man here to see you. He said his name is Chad." Michael
nodded for her to send him in.

Chad fidgeted a little shuffling into the large office. His eyes
immediately went to the slightly scruffy dark haired man with the salt
and pepper stubble sprawled in one of the chairs. He looked like every
stereo type of a hard boiled on the edge PI. The man's dark eyes focused
on Chad making him more nervous than he was.

Jeff licked his lips looking at the boy who had walked into the office.
Jeff remembered seeing him at the funeral kneeling in the grass. It had been a
very good look for the boy. Jeff let his eyes roam over the boy. Sandy blonde

hair set in a disheveled spikes, grey blue eyes and a mouth for kissing.

During his perusal Jeff notice ring of bruising around Chad’s wrists, and pale finger size bruises at the base of his neck. “Who bruised you up son?” Jeff asked in a growl making Chad jump.

Chad looked between the two men. Michael got up from his desk to get

a closer look himself. “Jeff asked you a question Chad.” Michael had a feeling

neither he or Jeff was going to like the answer Chad would give.

“I broke Temple law. Brother Mark had to punish me.” Chad mumbled looking at the floor.

Michael gritted his teeth his eyes going to Jeff who stood up looking very

pissed off. Jeff stepped right up to Chad reaching out he took Chad’s face

in his hands. “Look at me boy. Brother Mark will get what is coming to him.”

Chad’s face broke into a grin excited. “Then your going to help Brother Samuel? Brother Mark is going to do something awful to him.”

“Why would we want to help ‘Brother Samuel’? He did time I’m sure whatever

Brother Mark has planned Samuel can handle it.” Michael leaned back against his desk.

“You have to help Samuel and Jensen. Brother Mark killed Jensen’s parents and he’ll kill them to if they get in his way!” Chad was frantic now.

TBC>>>>

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Brother Mark returned to his room expecting to see Brother Chad waiting
for him. He needed to release some tension and the boy was always a
perfect outlet for him. In the center of his perfectly made bed was the
signet necklace Mark had given to Chad so the boy would always know who
owned him, even if Mark allowed him to entertain Brother Samuel on
occasion. Brother Chad belonged to him and him alone. Chad was gone and
Brother Samuel was to blame.

Picking up his phone. "It's time to put Brother Samuel to rest." Mark
said coldly into the phone.

"Consider it done."

Jensen sat very comfortably on Jared's lap in one of Steve's over
stuffed living room chairs. Jared rested his head on Jensen's shoulder
while he waited for Christian and Steve to digest everything he told
them. Even to Jared it sounded like a plot for some soap opera.

"How can you own the water rights and the Temple own the land?" Steve
asked

"I can't explain the whole thing, but Tom put a loop hole in the
contracts that made the water rights separate from the land purchase.
He's a damn good lawyer." Jared said with a chuckle.

"Say that again son?" Jeff asked Chad.

"Brother Mark killed Alan and Donna Ackles. The lightening strike didn't
start the fire Brother Mark did. I saw him." Chad confessed.

Alan and Donna Ackles found out about the things Brother Mark had been
doing to me. Chad said. They were going to tell Brother Samuel about it. Everyone
in the Temple was aware that Samuel had beaten a man to death for raping
his little sister. Everyone knew Samuel would deal brutally with anyone
accused of sexual assault within the Temple. Mark had to stop the
couple.

He sent a note to Alan supposedly from Brother Samuel that he was
aware of the situation and wanted to meet with the couple in the
greenhouse. Mark's original plan had been to get them in the greenhouse
stage their deaths as accident when they were overcome by toxic fumes
from chemicals spilled in the greenhouse. When the storm came and
lightening hit the greenhouse Mark started a fire that could be blamed
on the lightening strike.

"Please help Brother Samuel." Chad begged the two men.

Jeff stepped closer to Chad "We will do everything we can to help Chad I
promise."

Jeff staggered back a step as Chad jumped on him wrapping his arms
tightly around Jeff's neck. "Thank you. Thank you."

Tom arrived at Kane's place grabbing his brief case he hoped Jared knew
what he was doing. Tom didn't want to go to prison; lawyers didn't fair
to well inside. Tom looked up and a gun metal grey Benz rolled up behind
his Lincoln behind the wheel was Michael Rosenbaum.

"Christ this should be a good time." Tom mumbled to himself. He was
surprised to see Chad Michael Murray get out of the backseat of
Rosenbaum's car. "Brother Chad what are doing here, and with Mr.
Rosenbaum?"

Jeff Morgan stepped up behind Chad placing a protective hand on his
shoulder. "He came to us for help he wasn't getting from you. Seems your
boy Padalecki is in deeper shit then we thought."

Tom wasn’t sure what Jeff was talking about, but any answers would have to

come once they were inside. “Let’s get inside I have a feeling we all have

some explaining to do.”

TBC>>>>

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With Jeff and Michael both glaring at Jared, Jensen felt the need to stand in front of his lover to protect him from their scorn. Jared accepted that no one in living room except for Jensen and Tom trusted him. Jared laced his fingers with Jensen’s giving them a squeeze.

“Chad who hurt you?” Jared asked hoping it hadn’t been himself in a one of his rages.

Chad looked away ashamed. Brother Samuel had brought him into the Temple, given Chad a chance to be more then just a thief and drug user. “Brother Mark.” Chad mumbled trying to step back from the group slip into the shadows.

Jeff reached out wrapping his arm around Chad’s waist pulling the boy until sitting on his lap. “You didn’t do anything wrong Chad.” Jeff said pressing a kiss on his temple.

Rage rolled through Jared his fingers clinched tightly squeezing Jensen hand until Jensen let out a gasp of pain. “Jared Let go!”

Jared immediately let go. “Sorry baby.” Jared kissed Jensen’s hand.

Michael sipped his drink taking in the scene for a moment. It was clear that Jeff had staked his claim on Chad. Jared seemed to have totally taken over Jensen. Of course Christian and Steve were like wrapped so tightly together it was hard to see where one ended and the other began. All that was left was standing on their own was Welling and himself.

Tom watched Michael watch everyone struck by the almost sad loneliness he glimpsed in the man’s pale blue eyes. Tom shoved his hands into the pockets of his slacks to keep from walking over to Michael and kiss the sadness away.

Tom turned his attention to Chad and Jeff. “Chad what did you go to Morgan and Rosenbaum for?”

“Brother Mark is going to try and kill Brother Samuel. He killed Mr. Ackles parents.”

“What?! He killed. No lightening. What the fuck!” Jensen asked jumping off Jared’s lap.

Steve stood up putting a hand out to calm Jensen down. “Calm down Jen let the boy talk.”

Chad curled himself deeper into Jeff, but began to tell the story he had told Michael and Jeff earlier. Jared snarled starting to pace the living room clinching and unclenching his fists to keep the rage from going out of control. Jensen watched his lover with frightened eyes. It scared him how hard it was for Jared to control his anger.

The call from Brother Mark was something he had been waiting for, for a very long time. Jared ‘Brother Samuel’ Padalecki had thought he could put his past behind him once he was released from Huntsville. Well he knew everything and it was time Jared paid for his actions.

Jared had killed his little brother Andrew while he was in Huntsville on a bogus rape charge. Andrew had been accused of molesting his three year old step daughter. The police found child porn and after a brutal twenty-four hour interrogation Andrew had confessed. He was sentenced to twenty years.

All the evidence Jesse knew was planted by Andrews wife looking for a big pay day in a divorce. Now thanks to Brother Mark, Jesse Earl Brown was going to get revenge for his little brothers murder. Before he killed Padalecki he was going to make him watch while he craved up his pretty little boyfriend. Padalecki would suffer before he died.

Brother Fredric entered Welling’s office inside the Temple. He wanted to find all the papers about the land and the spring. As long as the Temple had the deeds and water rights everything would be in place. If Brother Samuel disappeared the Temple would still have the wealth.

“Nothing! Where the hell is it?” Fredric tore the office apart looking for the papers. He found nothing.

Brother Mark walked in to the office watching Fredric rifle through the lawyers things. “What are you doing Brother Fredric?” Mark asked leaning against the door frame his arms crossed.

Fredric looked up “I’m looking to the land deeds and water rights. Brother Samuel is up to something. Since you don’t seem welling to cover the Temples interests I’m doing it.”

Brother Mark smiled. “There is nothing to worry about Brother Fredric. It only appears that I’m not doing anything. Brother Samuel is no longer a issue. In fact tonight at dinner. I will be taking over the as Temple leader.”

“What did you do Brother Samuel?” Fredric asked

“I have taken care of Brother Samuel and Ackles issue.”

Jesse Earl Brown pulled his black SUV to a stop behind Christian Kane’s home. Most of the neighborhood had dimmed their lights and gone to bed. Kane’s house was still illuminated. He could see the men inside talking. Padalecki was wrapped around his lover like an octopus. Brown gritted his teeth.

“So how do we prove Brother Mark killed my parents?” Jensen asked.

“I think we should concentrate on making sure the asshole doesn’t come after Sasquatch and Jenny.” Christian pasted out beers.

Jared looked at Christian with a cocked eye brow. “What? Dude you block out the sun when you stand up.” Christian defended himself.

“What ever little man.” Jared teased back laughing as Christian scowled at him.

“Jeff and I can look into getting Brother Mark for Donna’s and Alan’s murder. Jared, Chad, Tom and Jensen should stay here where Steve and Christian can keep an eye on them.” Michael said taking a drink of his beer.

“I don’t need to be watched.” Tom spoke up. “ I can help right now! I’m the only one who can get into the Temple without raising eyebrows.”

“I’m not letting you go back to the Temple so you can get killed.” Michael snapped.

Tom charged Michael stopping so close their faces almost touched. “You have know say in what I do Rosenbaum.” Tom snarled

“Tom! Back off! Rosenbaum is right. Think about it. Besides me who else knows everything going on at the Temple. You do. Mark will try to take you out just to cover his bases.” Jared stopped pacing. Tom glared at Michael who didn’t even flinch just glared right back.

“OK , Everyone just take a deep breath and calm the fuck down!” Jensen snapped tired of all the tension.

The words were barely out of Jensen’s mouth when all the lights went out.

TBC>>>>

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“What the fuck?” Jared snapped.

“Everyone down!” Jeff shouted pushing Chad down on the floor covering him with his body.

Christian was crawling toward the end table two taps on the side opened up to reveal two 45 Glocks. Steve reached under the sofa pulling out another 45 Glock. Michael pulled his own gun from behind his back he yanked Tom down.

“Jesus Michael where the fuck did that gun come from?” Tom was more shocked to see the lawyer with a gun.

“Always carry one sweetheart. Now keep your head down.”

Jared was wrapped around Jensen his eyes met Christian’s. With a nod Christian slid one of his guns to Jared. Right now the most important thing right now was making sure they were covered. Christian held up two fingers signaling he was moving to check the perimeter.

He and Steve peeled away from the group. Michael, Jeff and Jared pushed their boys into the middle of the living room effectively making a circle of armed protection around them. Each man was hyper alert to their surrounding waiting for the attack they knew was coming.

Jesse Earl slipped inside the house at the back after cutting the power. Kane’s wasn’t the easiest place to break into but surprisingly it wasn’t the hardest either. Being a country rock singer evidently cancelled out Kane’s Marine days. Jesse smirked to himself. It wasn’t everyday a regular Joe like him could get the drop on an ex-Marine.

Steve heard the creak of the kitchen floor boards. He held out his hand signaling to Christian. Steve took a position at the swinging door. Christian moved silently up the small stair case that immediately went back down into the kitchen from the living room. Steve knew Christian would be thinking the same thing as he was. He counted to four and slowly pushed the door open.

Jesse saw the door creep open stepping back into the mud room he waited to see who was venturing into his line of fire. Everyone inside the house was going to die he was curious who was going to be first.

Christian saw the shadow duck into the mud room. Behind the coat hangers was a door that went from the small stair well into the mud room. Using what his former Marine Commander affectionately called Christian’s sneaky Injun shit he slipped up behind the man hiding in the mud room.

Jesse Earl froze feeling the cold barrel of a 45 pressed just behind his left ear. “You’re going to toss that rifle in front of you now and I’m going to think about not putting a bullet through your skull.” Christian snarled lethally behind Jesse Earl. “I got him Steve!”

Christian shoved Jesse forward. He stumbled a little reaching for the knife he had tucked in his boot. He made a wide swing arc toward Christian. Steve launched himself at Jesse knocking the knife free before it plunged into Christian’s chest. Jesse’s head hit the floor with a thud knocking him out cold.

Hearing the fighting in the kitchen Jensen tried to break the hold Jared had on him to get to his friends. “Steve! Christian! Jared let me go they need help!” Jensen struggled to get free.

“NO! Jen stop! Stay with Jeff. I’ll go. I got it.” Jared held firm.

Jeff reached out grabbing the back of Jensen’s jeans to keep him in the living room. His legs were hooked around Chad holding the boy in place just in case he got it into his head he wanted help. Jeff looked at Michael who had Welling wrapped up pretty much the same.

“Settle your ass down now Jensen or I’ll blister your ass when this done.” Jeff snapped at the struggling artist.

Tom made a move like he was going to follow Jared Michael pulled him back. “Don’t even think about. Keep your ass where it is or Jensen’s won’t be the only ass being paddled.” Michael smirked at Tom’s scowl.

Christian was finishing tying up the intruder when Jared came into the kitchen. Jared looked at the size of the man on the floor. “You guys made all that noise over this half pint?”

“Who’s covering Jenny?” Christian asked ignoring the short reference.

“Morgan has him locked down. Who the hell is this dude?” Jared squatted down to get a better look at the unconscious man. He looked vaguely familiar but Jared couldn’t place him.

“Grab him bring him into the living room. We can wake him up and ask him. We do don’t like the answers we let Kane cap him.” Steve said with smile.

Jared reached down hauling the limp body up over his shoulder. Christian went to go see about getting a couple of flash lights, because what’s a good interrogation without some spot lights.

When Steve went back into the living room Jensen launched himself at him almost knocking him with a tight breath stealing hug. “Thank God you are ok. Where’s Christian?”

“Don’t get your panties in a bunch Jenny I’m right here.” Christian came in grumbling. He let a puff of air as Jensen treated him to the tight hug Steve got.

Jensen pulled back from the hug. “Excuse me if I get a little worried when my two best friends go hunting burglars in the dark.”

“We are pretty hard to kill Jen you should know that.” Steve said with a grin.

TBC>>>>>>>

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Brother Michael felt a tiny feminine hand trail up his head then trace a
finger along his hair line. A smile formed on his lips his eyes still
closed Michael snuggled down more into his pillow.

Warm lips brushed his ear "Time to wake up lover." Genevieve whispered.

With a quick twist Michael flipped Genevieve pinning her beneath him.
"Oh, but staying in bed sounds like a whole lot more fun." He swooped in
for a kiss.

Banging on the room door pulled the two lovers apart. "Brother Michael and I
have an urgent matter we need to speak to you about!" Brother Thomas called through the
door.

Yanking on his boxers Michael stomped over to the door flinging it open.
"This had better be good Thomas."

Thomas looked around Michael to see Genevieve lying in the bed a sheet
pulled up demurely to cover her breasts. "Sorry to disturb you Brother
Michael, but we may have some trouble."

Michael let the short man into the room; Genevieve darted into the
bathroom to get dressed giving the two men the privacy to talk. "What kind of
trouble?"

"The kind that could put Brother Mark at the helm of the Temple." Even
if most of the members of the council had issues with Brother Samuel from
time to time. They didn't want the sadistic Brother Mark to be at the head
of the Temple.

Two quick slaps to his face Jesse Earl groaned his eyes fluttering open.
Sitting in front of him on a stool was a man he didn't recognize with a
slightly grown out buzz cut of sandy brown hair, icy pale blue eyes. His
elbows rested on his knees hands clasped together glittering gold Rolex
on his wrist. The man looked to be patiently waiting.

Behind the man Jesse Earl saw another man with a salt and pepper scruff
about three days past a 5 o'clock shadow on his face, dark brown eyes
that held a wealth of danger. Jesse could tell just by the way he stood
his arms crossed, the man was a badass, the kind that didn't have to try
to prove it unless someone was stupid enough to push him on it.

Padalecki stood next to Mr. Badass looking self righteous as usual. With
his handsome bad boy with a heart of gold face and sad caring brown
eyes. Jesse remembered the day the DA told his family that they
couldn't prosecute Padalecki for his brother's death, that there was no
evidence. The look on Padalecki's face was so smug and satisfied.

"Good to have you back with us." The man sitting in front of Jesse finally
spoke. "Let me tell you who I am. My name is Michael Rosenbaum I am the
Ackles family attorney."

"Really? And I fucking care because?" Jesse said pulling on his arms that
were tied behind him to the legs of the chair he was sitting on. He
hissed from the strain on his joints. His legs were spread and pulled
back and also tied to the back legs of the chair leaving his middle open and
vulnerable.

Michael smirked "Well right now my friend I am the only thing stopping
Kane from ventilating your skull. So be nice. Let's start with who the
hell you are and then we can move on to why you wanted to play hide and
seek in the dark with us."

Jesse Earl looked directly at Jared. "Padalecki knows exactly who I am
and why I would want his ass on a cold on a slab."

Jensen looked at Jared to gauge his reaction. Jared had absolutely no
clue who this guy was. Jared leaned down bringing his face within
inches of their captive. "Dude, you obviously think you made more of an
impression on my life then you actually did because I got to tell you I
have nothing there."

"Fuck you Padalecki!" Jesse lunged forward "You killed my little brother
in prison."

Jared's eyes went wide in shock. He hadn't thought about Andrew Brown
since Jeff mention him at the cemetery and that was just a fleeting
thought. Most felt that Andrew Brown’s demise was poetic justice for a
convicted pedophile. Like Milo before him Jared had killed the man in a
fit of rage after finding the little freak jacking off in the prison
library to some toddler clothing ads from the news paper.

A couple other guys on their cell block helped distract the guards after
Jared had cornered Andrew by the kitchen garbage area where there was
only one surveillance camera with a limited view. Jared had done exactly
what Jeff had told Jensen. Shoved a shiv up Andrew's ass far enough to
rupture his large intestine. For killing Andrew Brown Jared would have
gladly stayed in prison.

"The pedophile was your little brother?" Jeff asked

"He wasn't sick like that! His ex-wife lied and everyone believed her.
He was innocent but that didn't stop Padalecki from killing him, leaving
him like a heap of garbage." snarled Jesse Earl.

A look of complete disgust came over Jared's face as he leaned back over
Jesse Earl. "Your little brother was a sick mother fucker. You want to
know what he was doing when I found him in the library one day? He was
jacking his meager ass meat off to pictures in a toddler clothing ad in the news paper."

Tom felt like throwing up. He would never understand some things in the
world. As far as he was concerned Jared had done society and children a
great service putting Andrew Brown down. He looked around the group
seeing Jared's words had affected each of them.

Chad felt anger course through him pushing past Tom Chad's fist
connected with Jesse Earl's nose. Jeff grabbed him around the waist
pulling him back against his body. "Whoa there slugger."

Christian peered over Jesse Earl's shoulder to look at the damage Chad
caused. Blood poured from the man's nose. "Not bad kid."

"Ok. Ok. Big brother back to the topic at hand shall we." Michael
snapped his fingers in front of Jesse Earl's face. "Now we know the who,
what and the why? Why come after the big guy now? Why here?"

"I have friends at the Temple that don't like Padalecki anymore then I do.
They let me know he was out on a booty call. Perfect time to take
care of our mutual problems."

It was Jensen's turn to get into Jesse Earl's face. "Who?"

"Brother Mark."

TBC>>>>

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Jesse Earl smirked "Brother Mark will be the death of you Padalecki. He'll
send you and your little bitch to Hell." Jesse Earl glared at Jensen.

Jensen pressed the gun he had taken from Jared. when he had started to
pace back and forth to Jesse Earl's skull. "You first. Tell your little brother hello from me and Jared when you get to Hell." Jensen's finger started to
squeeze the trigger.

Jared's long arm reached out grabbing the gun from Jensen's hand before
he could make the biggest mistake of his life. "You're not a killer
baby."

Brother Mark walked around Brother Samuel's private domain. The
apartment was very neat nothing out of place. An array of books lined
the shelves next to the DVD's of old western movies. A big framed wall photo of Route 66 from the 1950's hung on one wall. Nothing that Samuel couldn't
walk away from if he had to. No pictures of family or friends nothing
truly personal.

"A disposable savior. How quaint." Brother Mark chuckled at his own
joke.

Sandy McCoy approached Brother Samuel's apartment slowly. The door was
left partially open and she could see the occupant wasn't Brother Samuel
but Brother Mark. What was he doing in the apartment when Samuel wasn't
there? Sandy stayed tucked in the shadows afraid Brother Mark would
notice her outside the door. Brother Mark scared her like the stories of
the boogie man had as a child.

She had seen the bruises on Chad's body after he spent the night in
Brother Mark's company. She had watch how he walked gingerly for days
shied away from even the slightest touch from anyone except Brother
Samuel. Brother Mark abused Chad and they all looked the other way. Sandy
shook her head trying not to think what that said about all of them. Sandy
slipped back down the hall away from Brother Samuel's room.

"You're sure Brother Mark sent someone to bump Brother Samuel off?"
Brother Michael asked skeptical, Brother Thomas was known for his
slightly over active imagination. He had no problem believing Brother
Mark wanted to be top dog at the Temple, but killing Samuel to do it was
a little harder to believe.

"Yes! I heard him on the phone. Then Brother Fredric told Brother Mark
if he wasn't going to do something about Brother Samuel he would."
Thomas said his arms wrapped protectively around himself.

"Crap!" Michael grabbed his cell phone. This assignment had just gone to
shit.

"Hey Boss we have a problem."

Brother Thomas stood up shocked "Boss?" who was Brother Michael talking to?

"Mark Pellegrino put a hit on Jared Padalecki. No there is nothing
conclusive on the Ackles deaths yet. But I'm pretty sure Padalecki isn't
our guy on that one. Yeah the fraud case is still shaky." Michael pulled the
phone away from his ear while his boss yelled.

The realization that Brother Michael was some sort of undercover law
enforcement dawned on Brother Thomas. His eyes grew wide and his knees
buckled forcing him to sit on the corner of the bed. He watched Michael
as he spoke to his unseen boss wondering how he never saw any sign that
the man was anything more than Thomas himself was, someone looking for a
place to belong and be at peace.

Ending his phone call Michael turned around looking at Thomas. "Who are you?"
Thomas asked with his soft southern lilt.

Michael sat down next to the older man. "My name is Detective Michael
Weatherly of the San Antonio Police Major Crimes Division. I've been
undercover for a year and ten months on investigating the Temple for
bank fraud."

Genevieve laid her head against the bathroom door tears streaming down
her face, her heart was breaking. Once again in her life she had fallen
for a man and he wasn't anything she had thought he was. Brother
Michael, Brother Samuel, her former married boss and her father before
that. All liars! They used Genevieve for their own pleasure.

"Damn it! Why can't I find someone who doesn't lie?" Genevieve sobbed
quietly, still listening to the two men talk.

"Bank fraud?" Brother Thomas was confused.

"All the land that the Temple snapped up all had their mortgages at the
First Assembly Bank and Trust. All the land went into foreclosure it
was enough to peak our interest." Michael explained "Brother Thomas do
you know where Brother Samuel went?"

"Wherever those men that took Mr. Ackles I suppose."

Jeff stepped out of the house onto the patio lighting a cigarette. They
had knock Brown out again and locked him in the closet. Michael and Tom
were looking at all the legal paperwork for the Temple. Christian and
Steve had dragged Jensen and his big man up stairs to the master bedroom
to get some rest. Jensen had looked about ready to collapse.

Chad quietly slipped out onto the patio moving to stand just behind
Jeff. His eyes roamed over Jeff's broad shoulders, trim fit physic.
Chad's fingers itched to touch the older man to feel his arms around him
again and be safe. The smell of the tobacco tickled his nose reminding
Chad it had been years since had a cigarette.

"I can I get a puff?" Chad asked softly.

Jeff turned around Chad stood just two feet away arms wrapped around his
middle like he was afraid Jeff would lash out at him. Jeff took a drag
of his cigarette holding the smoke in. Stepping closer to the shorter
man Jeff pulled Chad forward his hands cupping the boys face. Jeff
settled his lips on Chad's sharing the drag.

Chad's hand fluttered settling on Jeff's hips surrendering to the kiss.
Jeff pulled back. "How's that baby boy?"

"That was good, very good." Chad licked his tingling lips. His eyes grew
wide. Jeff growled before swooping in for another kiss.

"Man this is pretty slick legal work here Tommy." Michael's pale blue
eyes twinkled with appreciation.

"Well I'm not just a pretty face, Mike." Tom replied teasingly.

Michael's eyes locked with Tom's pale green orbs. Leaning forward he
slid his fingers into the thick brown mane pressing their lips together.
Tom's hands went to his shoulder's pulling Michael closer as the gentle
kiss turned hungry.

"Damn, pretty face, smart, sexy and a great kisser. You're the whole
package aren't you councilor?" Michael asked a smirk on his face.

"You’d better believe it." Tom leaned in for another kiss.

Pounding on the front made both men jump. "Christian Kane! This is the
San Antonio Police! Open up!"

TBC>>>>>>

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The four men laid in a tangle of arms and legs on the over sized custom California king size bed. Jensen snuggled down his face buried in Jared’s chest his fingers laced with Christian’s on Steve’s hip. Jared’s long legs laid over all of them. Even if it was an exhausted sleep it was still one of best Jensen ever had, wrapped protectively in the arms of the three men he loved the most in the world.

Michael answered the front door. “Can I see some identification please.” Michael asked holding out his hand.

“Who the fuck are you? This is Christian Kane’s residence correct?” the detective snarled dressed like he was part of a S.W.A.T team with a bullet proof vest, fully loaded gun belt.

“I am Michael Rosenbaum I’m Mr. Kane’s lawyer. Id please.”

The detective handed Michael his id. Detective David Boreanaz San Antonio PD. “Well Detective Boreanaz what can I do for you?”

While Michael was dealing with police Tom went upstairs to get the guys. Knocking on the bedroom. “Jared! Christian! The San Antonio PD are here.”

Steve opened the bedroom door his hair was matted to his head on one side eyes blurry with sleep. “Tell them we’ll be down in a minute.”

Jeff came into the hall ready to defend against anything the police had. He stood behind Michael arms crossed glaring at the detective. He had sent Chad to Jared and Jensen knowing the two lovers wouldn’t let Chad be hurt.

“Detective what is you business with Kane?” Jeff asked

Boreanaz looked at the two men effectively blocking his entrance into the house. His orders from Gibbs had been to find out where Padalecki and Ackles were and make sure they were safe before the S.A. P.D went to raid the compound. They wanted to know if the Temple was armed. The last thing the San Antonio PD wanted was for this to go WACO on them.

“We need to know where Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles are. They maybe in danger.”

“They are fine.” Jeff answered.

Michael Weatherly checked his gun clip put in his ear piece. Genevieve had disappeared after Brother Thomas had interrupted their morning. She had looked upset when she left his room. He had tried to find her to explain but then his boss had called to tell Michael to get ready they were coming in.

“I’m on.” Michael said alerting his team.

Genevieve sat in her room clutching his pillow. Everything had changed for her in a matter of hours. She no longer felt safe at the Temple. Going to her closet she started to pull out clothes stuffing them into a bag. She didn’t know where she was going to go but she had to get away. A soft knock on her door made Genevieve jump.

“Yes.” she answered

“Are you all right Genevieve?” Sandy asked concerned seeing that the girl had been crying.

“I’m fine. What do you want Sandy?”

Brother Mark is up to something. I think he is planning to try to take the Temple away from Brother Samuel.”

Genevieve gave a harsh laugh. “Brother Samuel isn’t what he appears. No one here is. A bunch of fucking liars.”

“What do you mean?”

Genevieve explained what she had heard Brother Michael say. That Brother Samuel was nothing more then a con artist. Sandy felt the same crushing lost of identity that Genevieve had felt. Everything she had known for five years was not anything Sandy had believed it to be. Tears fell down Sandy’s face.

“Come with me Sandy. Come away with me. We can go anywhere.”

Brother Fredric didn’t like the way Brother Mark was acting. He had been convinced that acquiring all the surrounding land was a good idea. That the land would expand the Temple. Fredric had over looked Mark’s horrid treatment of Brother Chad rationalizing that Chad could have just left. He overlooked all the times Mark had used his place in the Temple to force other members to perform sexual favors. Now Brother Mark was in Brother Samuel’s office his apartment like he belonged there.

Brother Fredric was walking down the stairs intent on finding Brother Mark to disgust things when he saw Brother Michael coming out of his room dressed like a he was ready for a tactical assault mission. Fredric ducked into a door way so Michael wouldn’t see him. He had a feeling that everything was about to change. Fredric slipped out to find Deidre.

Jared walked down the stairs in front of Jensen. His eyes fixed on the detective standing in the hallway. His first thought was he was going to be arrested from breaking the restraining order. But the detective seemed almost relieved to see him.

“What’s going on?”

“Jared Padalecki?” Boreanaz asked.

“Yes.”

“How well do you know Mark Pellegrino?”

“Brother Mark? He is on the council at the Temple. He is an advisor.”

“Well he is a lot more then that. Mark Pellegrino is a killer and psychopath. He has plans that include taking over the Life’s Enlightenment Temple.”

“What? How?”

“The San Antonio Major Crimes division has had an undercover agent in the Temple for over a year now. Investigating bank fraud.”

TBC>>>>>>

Chapter Text

Most of the Life's Enlightenment Temple members went about their days activities oblivious of the events about to happen. Deidre was as usual
out in the garden tending her flowers. With her large floppy hat to
shield her face from the sun. Brother Fredric walked quickly down the
path towards her saying the obligatory good morning to those who spoke to
him as he past.

"Deidre we need to talk. Everything is about to go to shit." Brother
Fredric said stopping next to her.

"Language, Brother Fredric. Vulgarity is beneath us." Deidre scolded.

"Fuck Dee get the stick out of your ass for once. This is serious."

Deidre turned her face and fixed it in a spinster pinch. "What is it?"

"Well did you know Brother Samuel has gone to Ackles? Welling left
taking all the land deeds with him. Brother Mark is declaring himself
leader of the Temple. Oh and Brother Michael is really an undercover cop
from the San Antonio PD."

Deidre's hands started to shake and she dropped the pruning shears.
"What?" she said turning and running towards the Temple.

"Dee! Deidre!" Brother Fredric called after her.

"I want in on the raid." Christian said eyes glaring at Boreanaz daring
the man to object.

"I can't let a civilian come on a raid." Boreanaz spoke in an
equally determined tone.

Steve watched a smirk forming on his face. He leaned over to Jensen next
to him. "This should be interesting." Jensen gave a little chuckle.
"Yeah it should be."

"Marine long range sniper. I can hit a target at 400 yards in a high
wind. You have anyone who can make that shot?" Christian asked crossing
his arms.

"Bull shit! Only a hand full of guys can make that shot."

"Well standing right here are two of them. Christian Kane Marine sniper,
and Jeffrey Dean Morgan Navy Seals." Christian motioned to Jeff who
stood a big grin on his face.

"Jesus Fucking Christ! Anyone else have special talents I should know
about?" Boreanaz asked sarcastically.

Chad tentively raised his hand "I can touch my nose with the tip of my
tongue." Jared threw back his head and laughed. Chad's response had
eased the tension a little.

“That’s kinda’ freaky and kinky kid.” Boreanaz said giving Chad a wink.

Jeff growled pulling Chad back against him giving Boreanaz a glare that said back off. Chad smiled a blush forming on his face. He was surprised that Jeff claiming him sent a warm flush of want through him. Not the cold shaft of fear that gripped him when Brother Mark did.

Jared watched Jeff pull Chad close he waited for the boy to tense up like he did every time someone touched him out of the blue. It took a long time for Chad to stop jumping when Jared had touched him. Jared had always suspected that Chad had been hiding something. Half the time Chad had been to skittish to exchange more then a few blow jobs with Jared.

“Ok, then lets move. I’ve got a friend and colleague inside I’d like to get back. Padalecki you think you can get us in without making Brother Mark suspicious?” Boreanaz asked.

“No he can’t!” Jensen snapped standing in front Jared like a guard dog.

“Jen! What are you doing?” Jared wrapped his arms around Jensen’s shoulders from behind him.

“You can’t go back there. Brother Mark will kill you.”

“Jen, that fucker wants to take over everything I’ve built. No fucking way I just let that happen.”

“Building an empire on fraudulent land grabbing, convoluted spiritual bull shit, that’s quite a legacy Padalecki.” Boreanaz snorted.

Jared’s nose flared, his fist clinched as he surged forward. Jeff, Jensen, Steve and Christian all pushed Jared back putting themselves between the law man and Jared. Michael and Tom held Boreanaz in check.

“Jay. Baby you have to calm down. Don’t listen to him.” Jensen cupped Jared’s jaw. “Come on big guy look at me. Focus on me Jared.”

Jared looked down into Jensen’s emerald and gold eyes. They were begging him not to explode. Jared closed his eyes for a moment taking a deep breath, “I’m good baby. I’m good.”

Tom shoved Boreanaz back. “You’re an asshole.”

Deidre shoved clothes into a bag tossing it on the bed. Going to the closet she pulled out a triple locked chest. Fumbling with the locks as her hands shook. The police where here at the Temple. Had been for over a year. No one could convince Deidre they were there to investigate that over grown puissant child Brother Samuel. At worst he was a world class conman. They were there because of her.

Twenty years ago Deidre had been a different person. With a different life far away from San Antonio and Life’s Enlightenment Temple. She had been the sister of Yuri Ivanich the head of the Russian mob in New Jersey. She had been about to testify against her brother who had been her tormentor since she was ten years old. She walked into the men’s room of the Federal Court house as Yuri stood at the urinals with the sheriff that guarded him. Deidre pulled out a gun shooting both men in the forehead. No one heard the shots because of the silencer on it. Deidre had calmly walked out of restroom dressed like a cleaning lady and never looked back.

Brother Fredric pushed the door of Deidre’s room open. He found her crouched down next a chest. Scattered around her on the floor were at least a dozen pass ports, ids, four stacks of money. “My God Deidre what is all this!”

Deidre pulled the gun she had shot her brother with out of the chest pointing at Brother Fredric. “You shouldn’t have followed me Fred. Believe me I never wanted to have to do this again.” she said before she pulled the trigger watching Fred crumble to the floor.

Genevieve and Sandy both jumped as the sound of a gun shot echoed through the hall. Both girls started to run. Once they reached Sandy’s car they tossed their bags into the backseat.

Sandy started the car. “Let’s get the hell out of here. Any preference in destination?”

Four black unmarked SUV’s roared through the gates of the Temple. Boreanaz at the wheel of the lead car. Michael Weatherly’s voice came in his ear. “Dave tell me your ass is on the way. I just heard gun shots. I haven’t found Brother Mark yet.”

“We just arrived hold tight.”

TBC>>>>>

Chapter Text

Weatherly took the stairs two at a time heading toward the sound of the
gun shot. Gun drawn he cleared the hallway stopping at the only open door.
Inside Deidre's apartment lying in the room half way between the living
room and the bedroom was an unmoving Brother Fredric. Deidre wasn't
anywhere inside the apartment.

"Son of a bitch."

Brother Mark sat in the ornate leather wing back chair in the Temple's
mediation room. The soft sounds of bagpipes, strings, flutes
representing a musical interpretation of the fog rolling over the
Scottish Moors playing through out the room. Several of the Temple members
were doing their daily centering mediation sitting on mats legs crossed
hands resting palms up on their knees their eyes closed.

They were all Mark's now. He could shape them anyway he chose. He would
become their God. Unlike his predecessors he would keep them with a firm
hand. Mark's rules would be followed to the letter or there would
painful punishments. He scanned the gathered group. He needed to choose
one that would replace Brother Chad in his bed.

Boreanaz handed out Kevlar vests to Jeff, Jared and Christian. He turned
a blind eye when Kane passed Padalecki a gun. He had a feeling that they
were going to need all hands on deck even if one was a convicted
criminal. "Ok here's how we are going in. Kane take the west, Morgan the
east Padalecki and I will hit the front. Weatherly will cover the back
from the inside."
"Dave, I just found Brother Fredric shot dead in Deidre's apartment. No
Deidre." Weatherly's voice was hushed through Boreanaz's ear piece.

"Shit! Padalecki what the Hell kind of people do you have at this Temple
of yours? There's a Brother Fredric who was shot to death." Boreanaz said.

Jared's jaw dropped someone shot Brother Fredric. It had to be Brother
Mark, but Fredric was pretty tight with that psycho, so that didn't make much
sense. What was going on inside the Temple? What had he not noticed or
blatantly ignored?

"I guess it's time for me to take a tighter rein on what's mine. Let's
do this." Jared said his jaw set clinched.

Jensen made his hundredth trip around the living room nervously chewing
on his thumb nail. Twice Tom had to dodge out of his path or have Jensen
collide with him. Michael hadn't been fast enough stepping out of
Jensen's path when he came in from smoking and ended up knocked into the
wall. Jensen to preoccupied to notice him. Poor Chad had suffered a
similar fate when walked right into his back making him spill the coffee
he just poured scolding his hand.

"Jesus Christ! If you don't sit your ass down I will hog tie you."
Steve finally snapped.

Jensen jumped startled. "What?"

"You're driving us crazy with your pacing. Sit down help me with this
song." Steve motioned for Jensen to sit on the couch.

"Sorry. I'm just worried." Jensen mumbled sitting down.

"We are all worried. But you trust Christian and Jeff to bring your boy
home don't you?" Steve asked

"I know they will do their best. But Steve it would kill me if either
one of them were hurt also." Jensen closed his eyes for a moment.
"Christian and Jeff will bring Jared back to me and they will all be
unhurt." Jensen said it like it was a solemn vow.

"Damn right they will. Now help me with this song bitch." Steve passed
Jensen Christian's guitar. Chad settled himself on the floor next to
Jensen's feet leaning against the couch to listen. Tom and Michael
started going over all the land deeds and Temple bank records as they
all waited.

Deidre watched the men gather outside the Temple from her hiding place
in the small shed that was the one piece of green house that was still
standing thanks to the fact it was only attached to the structure by a
foot path. The shed had a small shower that was used when a temple
member didn't want to track dirt into the Temple. They could quickly
shower before returning.

She waited until they began to move toward the temple. Deidre slipped
out, she was moving toward one of the parked SUV's. She quickly hopped in
hot wiring the suv. Stealing a law enforcement vehicle was the least of
her sins. As she had committed murder since she killed her brother.

Brother Adam slowly got up from his mediation spot. He needed to get to
the kitchen to begin making lunch. He had only been with the Temple a
few months and usually kept to himself. Adam enjoyed his solitude; he
was tired of talking to people. No one at the Temple forced him to say
more than a few words if he chose too.

Brother Mark watched Brother Adam begin to gather his things. The boy
was pretty almost feminine looking with large blue eyes, full lips, and
slim frame. His hair was so black it could only come from dying. Brother
Adam was almost unnaturally quiet for someone so young. Brother Mark bet
he could make Brother Adam scream. He got up to follow the boy on his
way to the kitchen.

Christian weaved his way through rows of flower beds and small bushes
toward the Temple solarium. He could see a couple older women tending to
the large urns of plants He walked into the solarium tucking his gun in
the back of his waist band.

“Good afternoon ladies. I’m going to have to ask you both to move quietly away from the compound toward the officers outside.” Christian said calmly hoping the fact that he was wearing a Kevlar vest with SAPD emblazed on would be enough to get the two women moving. If they asked for credentials he was screwed.

“Oh My God come on Martha they think we are like those crazies in Waco.” a tiny woman in her late fifties grabbed her companions hand running as quickly as her short legs would carry her away.

“Well, that went well.” Christian moved through the solarium into the Temple.

Jeff walked into the long hall that lead toward the gathering room. There was a young man walking with his head down oblivious of the fact he was about to walk right into Jeff. “Hey you should really pay attention to where you are walking kid.” Jeff said lowering his gun.

Adam looked up his eyes going wide. The man standing in the hall wearing a bullet proof vest and carrying a gun. “What? Who are you?”

“I’m with the San Antonio PD. Where is Brother Mark?”

“He was in the gathering area.” Adam stammered.

“Ok son I need you to leave the Temple. There are officers outside that can make sure you are safe.”

Jared and David made their way into the front entrance of the Temple. Jared paused pulling the Kevlar vest off.

“Padalecki! What the hell are you doing? Put the vest back on.” David snapped.

“This is my Temple. No one will even think twice if I just walk in. Wearing the vest will only cause panic.” Jared bound up the few stairs.

“Damn it Padalecki!”

Brother Mark walked out of the gathering area seeing a man talking to Brother Adam. Before he could say anything, or ask who the man was Brother Samuel walked into the hall.

“Brother Mark.”

TBC>>>>>>>>

Chapter Text

"Brother Mark." Jared stood fifteen feet away from the man who was
trying to take away what Jared built.

"Well the wayward savior has returned. Did your little faggot artist
kick you to the curb like the trash you are?" Mark smirked his plans
were already in place. Samuel returning made little difference.

David slipped in behind Jared his gun drawn pointing at Brother Mark who
seemed to find it amusing. Jeff grabbed Brother Adam pushing the boy
behind him. Christian stepped into the circle from the solarium.
Weatherly descended the stairs behind Brother Mark.

Mark turned to see three more guns pointed at him. Out of the corner of
his eye he saw Brother Thomas cowering by the entrance to the chapel.
With quickness no one expected Mark grabbed the smaller man around the
neck holding Thomas like a shield he put a shiny revolver to the man's
temple. Brother Thomas trembled against him. Mark smirked.

"Put the gun down Mark. Do you really think we will let you just walk
out of here." Jared said through gritted teeth.

He could feel the blinding rage building inside his vision began to
tunnel. Jared whole focus was centering on Brother Mark and the panicked man
he held at gun point. Jared clinched his fists until his knuckles were
white. Jensen's voice inside his head told him to stay calm. Don't let
the anger take him to a place he could never return from. Jared took
two steps forward.

Christian watched Jared, watched the muscles in his jaw clinch. He could
see the kid was trying to keep his temper in check. But his hold was
tenuous at best. Christian had a clear shot at Brother Mark's head just
behind his right ear. Christian looked at Jeff for confirmation he
should take the shot before the Sasquatch did something stupid.

Jeff thought about Christian's silent question for about a second before
he pulled the trigger on his 45. The bullet smashed into the back of
Brother Mark's skull exiting out his right eye before burying it's self
into the cement planter. The gun shot echoed through the all. Brother
Thomas felt Brother Mark fall away from as hot blood splattered on his
face.

"Jesus Fucking Christ! What the hell was that Morgan?" Boreanaz snapped
holstering his own gun.

Jeff shrugged. "I was fucking tired of this asshole."

Weatherly thundered down the stairs catching Brother Thomas as his knees
buckled and he passed out. He easily swung the thin older man up in his
arms carrying him into the chapel laying Thomas on one of the pews.
Blood speckled over his face and wire rim glasses.

He turned glaring at Jeff. "What are you crazy? As a mother fucking loon
too? You could have killed Thomas too you fucking asshole."

"Not a fucking chance of that happening. I always hit what I'm aiming at
boy. So don't you go crossing any lines you can't come back from." The
threat was there left unsaid.

A gentle slightly shaking hand touched Weatherly's. "Please Brother
Michael keep it down to a dull roar my head is pounding." Brother Thomas
pleaded softly.

Boreanaz called for an ambulance. "Butch we need the EMT'S in here ASAP.
We have at least one. Wait." Boreanaz looked at Weatherly who put up two
fingers. "Two dead and one shook up pretty bad."

Butch was the youngest of Boreanaz team still learning most of the time
David's bark was worst then his bite. "On the way boss. Boss? Ah?"

"Spit it out Butch this day couldn't be more fucked up then it already is."

"Well the thing is Sir. Someone stole one of the SUV's. While we were
corralling the Temple members who came running out." Butch said waiting
for the explosion to come.

"Did you just tell me someone jacked one of the PD'S SUV's?" David
growled.

Christian started to chuckle, Jared threw back his head and laughed,
Jeff lost the battle with keeping a straight face. Even Weatherly
chuckled a bit. That someone swiped a SAPD vehicle during a raid was just
a perfect fit for how the day had gone.

"There's a Low Jack in it. Tell Dispatch to flip it." David snapped

Tom Welling stood in front of the small television in Kane's kitchen
watching the live new report from the Temple. His face paled when the
onsite report said there were two confirmed dead. From behind him Tom
heard a plate clattered to the floor.

"OH My God Jared? Christian? Who's dead?" Jensen asked his whole body
started to shake. Steve was behind him wrapping his arms around Jensen's
waist so he didn't collapse to the floor.

Steve half carried Jensen over to a kitchen chair sitting him down.
Taking Jensen's face in his hands. "Look at me Jen. I want you to hear
what I am saying and believe me. I would know if something happened to
Christian. I would feel it. If I believe he is ok, then Jared and Jeff
are fine too." Steve leaned forward giving Jensen a soft reassuring kiss
on his lips.

By the time the crime scene techs made it to the Temple it had already
resembled a three ring circus. Boreanaz was talking on his cell phone face
looking like a thunder cloud. Jared sat next to Brother Thomas in the
pew with Weatherly watching him like a hawk. Jeff and Christian stood by
the front door smoking, each alert and braced for any attack that might come.

"You seriously want me to arrest Padalecki and Morgan on what charges?"
David was finding it hard to follow Martin Fitzgerald the San Antonio
DA's logic. As far as he was concerned Morgan saved the tax payers the
expense of a trial taking out Pellegrino and Padalecki all they had was
some possibly questionable land purchases from a bank under fraud
investigation.

"What charges? Did you not just tell me Jeffrey Dean Morgan a non law
enforcement officer shot a suspect in the head? Padalecki's whole Temple
is fraudulent, extortion and you found him with Jensen Ackles who has a
restraining order against him. The charges are murder, accessory to
murder, fraud, violation of a protection order and anything else I can
think of before you drag their asses in here."

"You're a real sweetheart Fitz. I hope you are ready for the shit storm
you're about to be bringing down on your head." Boreanaz said snapping his
phone shut. Taking a deep breath he signaled Weatherly to come with him.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that Brother Thomas." Jared said
sincerely.

Brother Thomas looked up at the younger man who had always seemed to be a jumble of contradiction.

Young and brash, thoughtful and understanding
never just one. "What doesn't kill us makes us stronger right?" Thomas
asked a shy smile formed on his lips.

"That's what they say." Jared looked up as Boreanaz and Weatherly walked
over to them. "What's up guys?"

"Stand up please. Jared Tristan Padalecki you are under arrest for
fraud, extortion, violating an order of protection and accessory to
murder." Boreanaz took out his hand cuffs snapping them on Jared's
wrists.

Jeff and Christian came over. "What the fuck are you doing?" Christian
snapped glaring at Boreanaz.

"I'd say it was pretty self explanatory." Weatherly said sarcasm
dripping with each word. He turned to Jeff. "Jeffrey Dean Morgan you are
under arrest for the murder of Mark Pellegrino."

Jeff stepped forward leaning into Weatherly. "You just crossed that
line son."
Weatherly spun Jeff around snapping the cuffs on him.

DA Martin Fitzgerald leaned back in his chair. Josh Ackles sat across
from him a smirk on his face. "Let's see how my little brother handles
this issue. I'm telling you Fitz Jensen isn't the most emotionally
stable person. It's sad really. He does need someone to handle things
for him."

TBC>>>>

Chapter Text

The San Antonio Police station had become a literal media circus by the time Michael Rosenbaum and Tom Welling arrived. Rosenbaum walked into the station right past the front desk not even stopping to acknowledge that they were yelling for him to stop. Welling followed him a little bit in awe. Michael was like a force of nature when he was pissed off.

Major Crimes Captain Anson Cole jumped up from his desk. “Who the Fuck do you think you care just barging into my office?”

“My name is Michael Rosenbaum I am Jeffrey Dean Morgan’s and Jared Padalecki’s attorney. I want to know whose asinine idea it was to arrest my clients when they were officially asked to assist in the raid.”

“That would be me Mr. Rosenbaum.” Martin Fitzgerald stepped into the small office.

Christian Kane was fuming. He had promised Jensen and Chad he would bring Jeff and Jared home. Christian hated being made a liar. It had taken both him and Steve to finally get Jensen to calm down. Chad had withdrawn into himself curling into the corner of the sofa with his arms wrapped tightly around his knees.

Steve was up at the window watching the news reporters gather outside across that street when a midnight blue Jag pulled into the drive way. “Fuck just what we need.” He grumbled watching Josh Ackles get out and walk toward the front door.

“ The jackass is coming up. Don’t get blood on my carpet Kane.” Steve threw out the warning before answering the door.

“Josh to what do we owe the extreme displeasure?” Steve asked blocking Josh’s entrance into his home.

“I’m very concerned about my brother. With all this sorted business with that con man and his Temple. I know Jensen had been recently getting close to Padalecki. Fooled just like our poor parents.” Josh’s fake worry didn’t make it to his eyes.

Jensen stood up from the couch a little shaky. “When did this overwhelming concern for me occur Josh before you punched me or after?”

There was a growl and a fist connecting with Josh’s nose with a truly satisfying crunch. Josh stumbled back against the door. Christian loomed over him fury flashing in neon glowing blue eyes.

Leaning over Josh. “Feeling’ lucky it was me who clocked you. Something tells me if I was Padalecki you, Joshy boy wouldn’t be breathing anymore.”

“This is just another example that Jensen is emotionally and mentally unstable. He surrounds himself with violent psychopaths.” Josh said putting his handkerchief to his nose.

Another van pulled into the driveway and three men dressed like paramedics got out. Steve’s eyes narrowed seeing the name on the side. Prairie Lake Mental Health Center. Turning he grabbed Josh by the collar. “What the hell did you do Josh?”

With a smirk Josh pulled out the legal papers that gave him guardianship over Jensen because of his mental instability and sexual confusion. “Jensen needs help. He is mentally unstable and a danger to himself and others. These paper’s make me his legal guardian and commits him to Prairie Lake for psychiatric evaluation. These gentlemen are here to take Jensen to the hospital.”

Everyone stood still looks of pure terror on their faces. How slimy his brother could be never failed to amaze Jensen. Josh just continued to sink deeper into the scum pit. This maneuver was clearly a play to get his hands on Jensen’s money. “Sorry to break it to you big brother but Christian Kane has my power of attorney. No judge is going to just give you guardianship over me. I’m a grown man not a child.”

“A judge already gave me guardianship over you Jensen. After the DA cooperated my evidence. Judge Caruso agrees you need a mental evaluation.” Josh said smugly.

Steve had his phone to his ear. Calling Rosenbaum and Welling. “Welling? This is Steve Carlson. One of you guys needs to get your ass back here. Jensen’s brother Josh has commitment paper for Jensen from some judge.” Steve spun around hearing the sound of a shot gun being pumped.

Standing pointing the shot gun directly at Josh’s head was Chad. “Leave! Now! No one is taking Jensen anywhere.”

Everyone went still. Christian reached over Chad’s shoulder grabbing the shot gun out of his hands. “As much as I would love to watch you blow a hole in Jensen’s brother kid shooting him would just be messy.”

“Fitzgerald. Should have guessed. It’s a little early to start your campaign for governor isn’t? Rosenbaum didn’t bother to offer his hand to shake. He and Fitzgerald had met numerous times in a court room. Michael always came out on top. Fitzgerald had started calling him the Jerry Spence of Texas.

“Never too early to improve my record on bringing justice to the good people of Texas.” Fitzgerald grinned.

Tom leaned into Michael whispering the situation at house. Michael’s face remained blank he nodded and Tom quickly left. Turning his attention back to Fitzgerald. “Nice little campaign slogan Fitz. I want to know all the charges against Padalecki and Morgan.”

“Murder, rape, extortion, fraud, illegally having a fire arm, menacing, impersonating a law enforcement official.” Fitz said sliding his hands into his pants pocket.

Michael shook his head. “Sure you don’t want the throw in a jay walking violation, to see if they were in Dallas in 63’?”

“I’ve got your clients dead to rights. Rosenbaum, and Padalecki has already done time for murder. Morgan isn’t exactly squeaky clean. I’m thinking of re-opening the investigation on the disappearance of Morgan’s ex-wife Mary Louise.”

“Now you are reaching Fitz. You can‘t find Mary Louise you‘re dumber then I thought you were. She‘s living high on the hog in Belize on Morgan‘s dime.” Michael turned to Captain Cole. “You’re going to want to have Morgan and Padalecki brought upstairs. I’ll be leaving with my clients in a few minutes.”

“They won’t be arraigned until tomorrow. They are staying right where they are.” Fitz spoke his stomach already feeling uneasy. Rosenbaum was waiting for something.

Fitzgerald’s cell phone rang. “DA Fitzgerald. Judge Pileggi how are you? ”

Jeff watched Jared pace the small cell next him clinching and unclenching his fists. He could see how much of a struggle it was for the younger man to control his anger. “Jared sit down and breathe. Rosy will have us out of here by morning at the latest.”

Walking close the bars that separated the two cells Jared envied Jeff and how he just seemed to calmly ride this out. All Jared could think was he was going back to Huntsville and he would never get to touch, kiss, hold his Jensen again. That thought alone was enough to make him want to put his fist through something. Best Jared could do for everyone is to make sure Jeff doesn’t end up in prison too. Chad and Jensen needed him.

“Look Morgan when we are arraigned I’m going to tell the judge that I shot Brother Mark. Brother Thomas will back me up. You have to tell Rosenbaum to make sure the others say the same thing ok? I’m going back to Huntsville anyway. Tell Rosenbaum if there needs to be money handed out to get this done, tell him to go to Tom. He knows where to get it. I’m trusting you and Kane and Carlson to take care Jensen and Chad for me. Promise me Morgan.” Jared gripped the bars of the cell in his large hands.

Jeff got up from the bunk walking over to the bars in his cell. “I shot that son of a bitch. You don’t get to fall on the sword for me kid. You’re not going back to Huntsville unless Rosy fell, hit his head and became mentally challenged. Trust me Jared if I know anything, I know this Michael Rosenbaum is a real bastard most of the time but he is the best lawyer on the planet. We are both going home.”

Tom Welling slammed on his brakes outside Christian Kane’s house barely waiting for the vehicle to come to a complete stop. It had taken him a half hour to get an Appeals Court Judge Gina Bellman to sign the injunction of Jensen civil commitment papers.” He had called the county sheriff to accompany him to the house. Tom had a feeling Josh Ackles wasn’t going to be happy.

The scene Tom walked into was interesting. Josh was holding his nose which was bleeding. There was a shot gun leaning against the wall and Steve, Christian and Chad all stood between Josh and Jensen. “Gentlemen I am Tom Welling one of Jensen Ackles attorneys. You will want to read this before taking any further action. This is an injunction against the civil commitment order solicited by Josh Ackles regarding his brother Jensen. Any move to remove Jensen from public, or private residence by Josh Ackles or anyone acting on his behalf will be seen as an act of kidnapping and be prosecuted as such.”

“You couldn’t have possibly got injunctions so fast.” Josh blustered.

Tom turned on a mega watt smile. “You’d be surprised what I can do in a very short time. Now I’d leave because in about two minutes as Mr. Kane’s lawyer I will have you charged with trespassing.”

Josh and the orderly’s left. Chad let a whoop high fifing Tom. “You totally rock dude!”

“I just hope Michael is having the same luck I did.” Tom said looking at the worried faces.

TBC>>>>>>

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Martin Fitzgerald was nervous sitting in Superior Court Judge Mitch Pileggi’s chambers. Rosenbaum had something up his sleeve. Every time he had come up against the flashy lawyer in court. Just when Fitzgerald thought he had a rock solid case guaranteed wins at the last moment Rosenbaum would pull a rabbit out of his hat and blow the case pieces. Fifteen times they had faced each other in court and fifteen times Rosenbaum’s client had walked away free.

When Josh Ackles had come to him suggesting if he were to find some way to prosecute Jared Padalecki it would look very going for the up Governor race for him. It sounded like a sure thing. The Life’s Enlightenment Temple was already part of an investigation into fraudulent bank dealings. Plus Padalecki was a convicted murder it would be easy. The raid took place and he found out the Jeffrey Dean Morgan had shot and killed Brother Mark it was like Christmas and his birthday all in one for Fitzgerald. He hated Morgan Rosenbaum’s bulldog investigator who always came up with the one thing Rosenbaum needed to win the case.

Judge Pileggi reviewed the case file presented by DA Fitzgerald and so far he couldn’t tell why the charges were filed in the first place. Rosenbaum had four San Antonio Major Crimes detectives who were ready to testify that Morgan and Padalecki were asked to assist in the raid. In fact Morgan was a licensed investigator for the state. It was clear that if Morgan hadn’t taken the action he did Brother Thomas Howell would be dead and possibly Padalecki too.

“You are going to have to help me out here Fitzgerald because I’m not seeing why Morgan and Padalecki were even arrested. Detective Boreanaz said Padalecki volunteered to return to the Temple to facilitate the PD’s entrance giving him informant status. Brother Mark Pileggi pulled a gun. As part time investigator for the state Morgan assisted in an official capacity. Where is the crime counselor?”

“I beg to differ Judge. Morgan shot Pileggi in the back of the head. Padalecki as a convicted felon isn’t allowed to have a fire arm.” Fitzgerald said beginning to fidget in his chair.

“I don’t see any charges here stating Padalecki illegally had a firearm in his possession.” The judge looked sternly at Fitzgerald. “You have nothing. Cut them loose counselor.” with quick messy signature he granted the defenses motion to dismiss all charges against Jared Padalecki and Jeffrey Dean Morgan.

Michael smiled standing up he held his hand out to Fitzgerald. “Always good to work with you Fitz.”

Hearing the sound of a car pulling up Jensen was off the couch run to the door. He launched himself at Jared as he climbed out of the car. Jared wrapped his arms around Jensen giving him a bone crushing hug. “I’m ok baby.” Jared murmured kissing Jensen’s temple.

Chad was just as excited to see Jeff, but past experiences made him too cautious to run out and jump on Jeff. He hung back standing between Christian and Steve watching to see if Jeff would be receptive to a hug. Jeff got out of the car walking around the front end he opened his arms wide with a big smile. “What no hug for papa baby boy?” Chad was in his arms in seconds.

Michael smirked at Tom “I see you were able to keep Jen out of the loony bin. Good work counselor.”

“I told you I was good.” Tom smirked back.

6 years later

Since opening its doors just shy of a year ago the Temple Oasis Retreat and Spa had become the place for relaxation, mediation and to find your spiritual and artistic core. Hollywood liked the Temple’s privacy and security that allowed them to relax away from the eyes of the paparazzi. With resident world famous artist Jensen Ackles young artist flocked to the Temple gain inspiration. Recording artists also came to record in the state of the art studio made famous by the country rock band KANE.

Chad peeked around the corner seeing the coast was clear he turned to the six youngsters putting his finger to his lips. The children all giggled quietly. They were on the hunt for treats. They survived the perilous journey through the Temple jungle. Defeated the ferocious Welling ogre in his cave. Out smarted the fire breathing Rosenbaum troll at the cave exit. They had been granted safe passage by the quiet monks Thomas and Adam. In the garden they were almost able to steal the beautiful green eyed elf Jensen but the giant Jared had thorted them swooping and caring the elf away. Once they made it to the castle they slipped passed the dastardly bandit duo KANE as they foraged for food. Now they were about the breach the domain of grouchy guard of the goodies the dreaded Jeffrey monster.

“Now be very quiet. It appears the Jeffrey monster has let his guard down and fallen asleep.” Chad took the small hand of Claire the four year old daughter of one of the Spa guests.

Jeff smiled slyly listening to the soft giggles and whispers. At least once a week Chad brought the children from the on sight daycare on an adventure around the Temple grounds in search of treats. Everyone more than happy to play the part of ogres, trolls, elf’s, giants, quiet monks, bandits and monsters for the children. Jeff always kept a large bowl of candies on his desk for the kids.

Jeff made exaggerated snoring noises twitching a little bit while one by one the children slipped into his office. Giggles erupted. Snapping his eyes open “Who dare enter my domain uninvited? Candy thief’s!” Jeff growled grabbing the closes child a little blonde haired tickling him. “Come to steal my goodies have you.”

Chad laughed as Jeff scooped each child up tickling them before letting them choose a piece of candy from the bowl. His life was so different then it had been before. He had a strong caring lover who was gentle, a family who loved him and each other. Chad didn’t feel the paralyzing fear anymore. He was happy.

“Ok kiddos time to get back to the daycare. Jensen is coming in a little bit to help us paint our landscapes.”

The little girl still perched on Jeff’s whispered into his ear. “Jensen is the prettiest drawer in the world.”

Jeff chuckled “Yes he is.”

Jared dumped his cargo on to the center of the bed grinning down at Jensen’s flushed face. “Looks like I caught myself a beautiful enchanted elf.”

Jensen looked up in mock fear. “What are you going to do with me?”

“I’m going to have my wicked way with you my pretty.” Jared said with a leer.

Jensen reached up grabbing Jared by the neck pulling him down on top of him. “What are you waiting for?” he asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

Jared settled himself between Jensen’s spread legs grinding his hard cock against him. His lips nibbled and sucked at Jensen’s plump lips. Jared loved kissing Jensen he could do it for hours. The feel of Jensen’s talented hands tracing patterns on his back made Jared shiver with desire.

Pulling back from the kiss Jensen looked into Jared’s hazel brown eyes with all the love he had in his heart. “I love you.”

“I love you too baby.” Jared whispered against his ear as he continued to gently grind their straining cocks together.

Soon the room was filled with moans and gasps as the lovers moved together in a gentle rocking motions. They both road the erotic high of their bodies pressed mostly clothed together. In moments both men were shuddering through simultaneous orgasms.

Jared collapsed on top of Jensen resting for a moment before rolling off.

Jensen pushed himself up on his elbows. “Dude we just dry humped like a couple of horny teenagers on the family couch.” Jensen said wrinkling his nose a bit.

“I know awesome wasn’t it?” Jared said with a big smile.

Jensen took a pillow hitting Jared in the face with it. “I’m all sticky now. I need to shower and change I’m helping Chad and kids with painting landscapes.” Jensen scooted off the bed away from Jared’s grasping hands.

“Life is good isn’t it Jen?” Jared asked suddenly serious.

“Yeah it is. Life is great.” Jensen answered leaning down pressing a kiss on Jared’s lips.

The End