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Epilogue

Jensen felt the humming of the engine shut off and blinked sluggishly, only half drifting out of his exhausted slumber, ache still sitting bone deep. Strong arms slid behind his back and under his knees, lifting him off the seat. Faint talking crept into his ears, Jared’s low rumble, a foreign, Latin accent.

After he’d been settled again he felt that tug behind his navel, and the popping of his ears that told him that they were up in the air. The last thing he noticed before he drifted off completely again were the fingers that wrapped tightly around the wrist of his left hand, his heartbeat pulsing steadily against the warm skin.

When he came to once more with the dip of a soft mattress, and a hand behind his neck slowly lowering his head, Jensen blinked his eyes open until Jared’s face swam into focus just inches away as he was carefully laying him down. They looked at each other for a moment, silent and still, until Jensen couldn’t hold back anymore and let all the want and longing for closeness pour out over his features. Even so, he still didn’t dare make a move, it wasn’t his place.

Jared’s expression didn’t change for a few terrifying seconds, but then he moved closer until his lips finally brushed Jensen’s, warm, and chapped and glorious. He drew back for a moment, trembling, eyes shining with … something, and then it was like a switch had been flipped, all teeth, and tongues and lips clashing with desperate abandon. Jensen’s hands came up, clawing at fabric, and muscle, and he wanted to draw Jared in, closer, take him deeper until he could satisfy that burning in his stomach, until his breath ran out…

Jared drew back with an effort, flushed and breathing heavily, but holding Jensen down when he tried to chase after him and whispered;

“No, not yet, we’ve got time for that, we’ve got time. Sleep, now, sleep.”

Jensen wanted to scream in frustration, protest, but before he could muster the energy, his limbs were heavy again and he slipped into deep sleep.

~*~

Jensen tugged himself loose from the last tendrils of sleep when the sun filtering through the half closed blinds hit him full in the face. He blinked rapidly and turned to the side, breathing calmly and enjoying the soft mattress a little bit. Then everything came rushing back, and he drew a sharp breath, followed by a little stab in the side, and the realization that he had no idea where he was or how much time had passed since he’d broken Jared out of… Jared.

When Jensen turned around slowly all the way he expected many things, but not to find the man fast asleep and curled towards him on the other side of the bed. The play of light and shadows on his sleeping face made him so beautiful that Jensen ached to reach out and touch, but he didn’t even know whether he’d dreamed up that kiss in his mind or not, or whether Jared might have changed his mind or…

Confusion and doubts muddled his thoughts, and he had to get out. Jensen carefully tugged away the sheet and padded out into the main room of the cabin on bare feet, looking around and then going over to open the door. That let in a whiff of salty air, and the sound of the ocean like he hadn’t heard it in many years. They seemed to have made it to their final destination after all, which filled him with infinite relief for a few moments. He stared out past the beach and into the sea while trying to order his thoughts and formulate a plan for what should happen next, drawing up a blank on both accounts. He thought of all the people he’d left behind without a word and would likely never get to see again. Jensen scrubbed his hand over his face in an attempt to disguise even to himself that there was moisture gathering in the corner of his eyes.

“Do you regret it?”

The words startled Jensen into turning around, and he had to lean back into the doorjamb because Jared was standing so close behind him.

“No.”

He felt a shadow pass over his face when he thought about the alternative.

“Was it worth it?”

Jensen licked his lips, but didn’t hesitate any more before answering.

“Yes. I… I don’t know, was it?”

There was much more in that question than just severed relationships and being on the run. It was about whether there was something, anything that held them together. Jared looked at him searchingly for a moment, a thick tangle of emotions running over his face. Then he bent down, their foreheads touching gently before their lips met, and Jensen remembered this. Oh hell yeah, this was it, and he was not going to let it go anytime soon. Also, he needed to send Jeff a huge ass gift basket, somehow.

They kissed leisurely for a few moments, searching, nipping, getting to know each other, but the heat fired them on, and soon they were exploring stubbled jaws and sucking hickeys into necks, Jensen shoving his hands under Jared’s undershirt, racking it up unceremoniously to feel the definition of the muscles underneath. Jared bit him over his collarbone in retaliation and slid his hands down to cover Jensen’s ass almost completely, squeezing in a decidedly possessive fashion. Jensen threw his head back and hissed, breathing heavily and scrambling together whatever was left of his wits to not … come … just yet.

Then Jared lifted him clear off the ground, which left Jensen no choice but to sling his legs around Jared’s narrow hips and meet his frantic thrusts with a slow, teasing grind. He just wanted to let his eyes roll into the back of his head and let go, but then Jared pressed him back into the wall, and a stinging pain pierced his chest. Jensen tried to not to flinch, ignore it and just get on, but Jared had noticed and stepped back immediately. Jensen would have fallen over backwards from the sudden loss of support if he hadn’t had one arm slung around Jared’s neck already as he was let down. Instead, Jared just walked them straight back to the bedroom where he gently laid him down on the covers before all but ripping his pants off. Jensen just continued to enjoy being laid out as a feast, lips, and tongue and fingers everywhere. He was a little startled to find Jared had produced lube and a condom from somewhere but too caught in the moment to do more than urge him on. He cried out helplessly when Jared buried his nose at the base of his cock before licking at him, while he opened him up. Jensen barely waited until he was loose before dragging him up into another scorching kiss and lifting his hips in a clear invitation. Jared grabbed his hips in a sure grip, thumbs digging into the groove of his groin, and fingers splayed wide to drag Jensen’s ass cheeks apart before he slid inside tantalizingly slow. Jensen couldn’t move to meet him at all and was left to tremble and twist the sheets, enduring the powerful and deliberate strokes at Jared’s mercy. He felt his body thrash when the energy just needed to go somewhere, but before long the pleasure that ran through his veins like an electrical current peaked and left him breathless and sated in a tangle of limbs and soaked sheets and surrounded by Jared in a pleasant haze.

Jared woke from a satisfied slumber and enjoyed the feel of a living, breathing body against his skin. It had been too long since he had sought that kind of connection to another human being, and even with all the ups and downs in his life over the last few months, he couldn’t begrudge himself the comfort of such an embrace. It sure wouldn’t be all violins and roses from now on; there were too many things that had happened, but he felt that he might have found some semblance of peace in this moment.

When he opened his eyes, he found Jensen looking back at him with the same thoughts written over his face.

“So, what happens next?”

The doctor had a small smile tugged in the corner of his mouth as he shrugged with one shoulder.

“All up to us, I guess.”

Jared felt a lazy grin spread his lips. He did have a few ideas for the immediate future at least.

The End