Missing

[magser]

Title: Missing  4/?
Author: Magser
Word Count:1,288
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: I dont own either of them, shame really
Summary:Jensens world crashes down around him after his lover is reported missing in a foreign country....
Main Pairing : Jensen/Jared ; Chris kane/Camille Soroyan (extra points if you recognise the character) and a few others that will be introduced as i make up the story...
Authors note: This is my first venture into this scary scary world of writing, and i have to thank my wonderful friend garvaldmains  for her help!I could not do this without this wonderful lady's help and input.
Also from here on in  all mistakes are  mine and mine alone, blame no one but me as it isnt betae'd
Warnings: I think maybe i should have done this before, but i do want to warn of Character death (minor) and in this chapter there are scenes of a violent nature,so if you are sensitive please be careful....

 

Jensen sat in the easy chair closest to the patio door, staring unseeingly out into the garden. He had been sitting there since Chris had called Steve the day before to come talk Jensen out of the bathroom where he had barricaded himself for three hours.

He didn’t even notice the ache in his hand, from when he had smashed his fist into the mirror before taking the bathroom apart, ripping press doors of their hinges, smashing the shower door with the chair that stood in the corner, sent all the toiletries flying all over the floor, before landing in a heap in the middle of it all and crying like a baby, keening and sobbing Jareds name....

And there he had sat, for three hours before Steve had managed to get through to him and he had opened the door... he raised the hand that was lightly bandaged, staring at it like it was the first time he had seen it...he could feel the shot the Doctor had given him to keep him calm wearing off, and he was in no hurry for a repeat performance, so he just sat where he was and stared out into the garden.

God Jared had loved this garden, how they had argued over that damn tree, Jensen had wanted to cut it down of course, had wanted the perfect garden. But not Jared, Jared had always wanted a tree he said.

Jared rarely spoke of his childhood, Jensen had known he had grown up in foster care, had known that was where he had met Tom, and the two tall gangly kids had hit it off straight away and never lost touch... but Jared had rarely spoken of his childhood and the foster homes and when he had explained to Jensen as they had sat in this very patio, how as he grew up he had never had a real garden, and a real huge tree and he had always wanted one. He had turned his face to Jensen then and his look was so haunted, Jareds beautiful face, Jensen had decided there and then, should never wear that haunted look again, and he had agreed to leave the tree there.

Jareds beautiful smile had been worth losing the battle for...

Jensen felt the tears begin to fall again as his thoughts returned to Jared and the smile he would never see brighten his life again... It had been that smile that had caught his attention that night in the bar, when Jared had arrived to do a report on the local band doing good for themselves. He had spotted Jared easily over the crowd as he had sung on that stage, and Jared had met his eyes and smiled that smile and ducked his head shyly and that had been it.

Jensen was hooked and neither of them had looked back.

God... he should have insisted... he should have begged Jared not to go... he had known Jared was walking into a dangerous game, in a dangerous part of that Country. But Jared had been so adamant that this was what he wanted to do, he wanted to investigate the gang culture around the world and try and understand, why and how they did as they did...he had been so excited to have finally been given the go ahead by his boss and friend Camille Soroyan for him and Tom and the crew to head out and film the documentary they had dreamed of for such a long time....

Was that really only a week ago he had left? He had been given two weeks to go out and get some good film and interviews... he had been like a child at Christmas the night before he left, all excitement and nerves... but they had had a quiet night in, just the two of them, had made love and talked and laughed and planned and chatted about the short tour Jensen and Chris and Steve were due to go on in a few months. Jared had said he was gonna take some time off and go with him. He had it all planned out he said.... he would steal one of the cameras at work and he would film every detail he said... Cam wouldn’t mind he said... she loved him really...Jensen remembered he had rolled his eyes at that comment, thinking of Camille and her smart sassy mouth and how brilliantly she ruled that station and Jared, but he had known that yes, Cam did love Jared....

Every one did.

And now he was gone...

He scrubbed his hand over his eyes and down his face, he couldn’t stay here forever, he had to face things sooner or later, the guys were worried about him. Cam had left a few hours ago, she hadn’t been able to put of going back to the station any longer, and news had broken of what had happened and she was under severe pressure from outside forces to give a statement. He may not have spoken a word since yesterday, but he had listened to every word they had spoken to him.

He stirred as he heard the phone ring and Chris picked it up... He heard Chris’s voice rise slightly before lowering to a whisper and he knew something had gone down.

He rose on unsteady feet, and made his way to the kitchen that seemed to have become the base for all activity since everything had happened, since Jared had... no...He was not breaking down again... one look at Chris face as he got off the phone and he knew something was coming.

Steve turned to face Jensen and immediately poured him a coffee and put on a slice of bread for toast, Jensen was grateful for Steve’s quiet steady presence, Chris was fantastic and had been since Jared had gone missing, but Steve was such a constant steady friend and had been for a long time, he was grateful for both of them right this minute.

‘Whats happened?’ Jensens voice sounded hoarse, both from crying and not having spoken a word in 24 hours.

 ‘That was Cam...’ Chris cleared his throat before continuing

 ‘She uh... she said that there has been contact, the people who took Tom and Jared...’

‘What do they want Chris?’ Jensen whispered... ’What did they say? Are they gonna send Tom home? Are they gonna let us bring Jared home?’

‘They want money...’ Chris answered ‘Jensen they are demanding five million dollars, in exchange for Toms life, they say if the station don’t pay up, the footage they sent is proof enough of what they are willing to do ‘

Chris cleared his throat as if he was struggling to find the right words, but he knew Jensen should know, Jensen would find out either way...

‘What is it Chris?’ Steve asked quietly ‘ what are you not saying?’

‘They taunted the people at the station, they know Jared was a popular reporter, and when they were asked if they would at least tell them where his body was they ....’

Jensen felt his blood run cold, and he wasn’t sure he wanted to hear what Chris was trying to get out.

‘They laughed and said that he had died screaming, said that he had died crying like a baby and they threw his body out to the dogs , they said it was what he deserved for trying to interfere, said Tom would get the same if the money wasn’t paid up’

The cup in Jensens hand smashed against the wall as Jensen threw it with a cry of rage and grief, and Steve rushed to grab Jensen as he fell to his knees...

 

Comments

[magser.livejournal.com]

Jeez thats an awesome compliment,thank you so much!Working very hard on it!