The One worth Suffering for Chapter 2

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Jared Padalecki was pissed. Where the fuck was Jensen? He knew what time his plane was landing and that he was supposed to meet him. Jared was especially mad because he had called all day Saturday, the man in question did not answer, and eventually the calls just started going straight to voice mail. All he knew was that he had fucking had better be dead, because there was no excuse for this.

He had to call Chad for a ride home. Chad. He had been gone a week and his ride home was going nothing like he had thought it would. He knew the anger stemmed from the fact that it had been a week since he has seen his partner and he had missed him like hell and it seemed as though Jensen hadn’t felt the same.

On the ride home, he kept trying to call Jensen but it was still going straight to voicemail and by the time they were halfway home, he started to worry.

“When is the last time you talked to him Chad?” He asked his voice laced with concern “Was he at dinner on Friday?”

“Yeah,” He answered. “But I can’t tell you when he left; I left early because I took an extra shift at the hospital Saturday morning.”

The minute they turned onto their street Jared’s entire body stiffened in anticipation of seeing something amiss when they got to the house, but he was wrong everything looked normal. Chad pulled his large SUV into the driveway behind Jared’s which was parked next to Jensen’s car.

He looked up at the house and saw that the light was on in the room Jensen used as an office for his online business and realized that he had probably immersed himself in some project and was ignoring everything around him. His mood immediately switched from worry back to anger.

Jared hopped out of the vehicle and reached into the back seat to get his bag, and as he stood up, he noticed Chad getting out as well.

“I thought you were going straight home.”

“Nah, Jensen got me out of a warm bed with a willing body to come and get your ass, bitch owes me coffee at least”
Jared laughed until he reached the side entrance of the house. The door was open. It was open and he could see the carnage inside.

Chad who was standing beside him asked, “Do you think we should go in?”

“He could be hurt Chad.”

“Ok, just remember not to touch anything.”

“Jensen!” Jared yelled stepping over the mess in the room. When he got to the stairs and saw blood on the wall, he took the steps two at a time until he stood outside their bedroom door. The bloody smears on either side held him frozen there until he felt Chad catch up and slowly push the door open.

He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. The room was wrecked, but the only thing he could focus on was in the middle of it all was Jensen, naked and tied spread eagled face down on their bed. He was a mess of blood bruises and semen and he wasn’t moving.

All of their friends used to laugh and give Chad grief about his abilities as doctor, especially his bedside manner but seeing him spring into action by jumping on the bed to check Jensen Jared knew he would never tease him about his medical training again.

The first thing Chad did was rush to Jensen and take his pulse to see if there was any need for medical attention.

“He’s alive Jare,” he said as he reached over and placed his keys on the nightstand and pulled open the drawer and began to search. “Scissors, I need scissors,” he shouted at Jared.
The command seemed to snap Jared out of his immobility, as he raced across the room to find the scissors Chad requested. While Jared went in search of the scissors, Chad grabbed his cell from beside his keys and began to take pictures.

“What are you doing?” Jared questioned.

“We are going to have to move him before the police get here and destroy evidence; this could help with the investigation, now where the fuck are the scissors?”

Once Jared found the scissors, he watched in horror as Chad turned back to Jensen and ran his hands over the prostrate man’s body. Jared didn’t know what he was feeling for, but when he ran his hands over Jensen’s sides, it caused the man to moan and that reaction seemed to satisfy Chad.

“Call 911 and then help me turn him over.” Chad ordered turning back to the man on the bed, “Now Jared!” he barked when he stood there staring at his lover.

When they turned him over, Jared could not believe what had been done to his beautiful partner. His face was utterly unrecognizable; with both eyes, swollen shut and his lips were twice their normal size. There were cuts on his forehead and his short hair was in spikes with his dried blood acting as gel. He could not tell if his nose was broken, but with each breath he drew, blood bubbled from the nostrils making it difficult for him to breathe. It was as though whoever did this was trying their best to destroy his beautiful face.

When the emergency crews arrived ten minutes later, with Chad giving directions, everything was thrown into organized chaos, every action had the eventual goal of making sure Jensen arrived to the hospital alive.

After careful maneuvering, Jensen was placed on a gurney, taken downstairs and was now resting in the back of the ambulance ready for transport. The police arrived once they were ready to go. Chad who was inside the ambulance barking orders to the paramedics stopped Jared as he tried to enter the vehicle. “Jared you can’t come with us, you’ll have to follow.”

“Chad…”

“Jared you’re gonna have to talk to them,” he advised cocking his head towards the police, “give them the information they need and by the time you arrive at the hospital hopefully you will be able to see him.”

With a look past Chad to Jensen lying prostrate unaware of what was going on around him, Jared blindly nodded his head in agreement.

“Take care of him for me,” Jared whispered and stepped back to allow the ambulance to leave.

“I will.” Chad assured him and closed the door.

Turning towards the house, Jared walked towards the two police officers wearing suits to answer any questions they had so that he could get to the hospital and to Jensen. He had watched enough reality shows to know that he was going to be a suspect, the spouse or significant others always were. He went inside the house and stripped down to his boxers and suffered the humiliation of letting the forensics team to take pictures of his body and swab his cheek and fingernails for DNA evidence.

Jensen and Jared had been together for two years when Jared fell off the roof and broke his arm putting up Christmas decorations. When they arrived at the hospital, they learned that Jensen could not make any medical decisions because they were not married but had a commitment ceremony nor did he have medical power of attorney. Lesson learned. The following week found them in an attorney’s office preparing for what might happen. Jared did not imagine that when they sat in that attorney’s office that what might happen would be someone breaking into their home and attacking the man he loved more than life.

When he arrived at the hospital and identified himself as Jensen’s partner, he was glad that Chad had made him wait behind or he would have forgotten to get a copy of that agreement and he was not sure he wanted to go back into the house just yet and face the bloodbath.

The wait was unbearable, it seemed each time he asked he was told that the doctors were still working on Jensen, and it should not be much longer. When the nurse came out from behind the double doors and called Ackles, she was bearing a cup of bad coffee and news. Amy advised him that Jensen had a badly broken arm and may need to have a pin implanted in order for it to heal correctly and that he was on his way up to surgery.

Amy also gave Jared a breather from the detectives when she made them leave. He was not sure if they really thought that they would talk to Jensen tonight or if they thought he was going to suddenly confess to beating the hell out of the man he loved. The nurse gave him more paperwork authorizing the surgery and told him that he and his family members could wait on the third floor in the surgery waiting room. The doctors would come and get them when Jensen came out of surgery.

Jared had never felt more stupid when he confessed “It’s just …me”
Looking at the tired man, she placed a hand on his shoulder and asked, “Is there anyone I can call for you?”

“No. No, I can do that thanks.”

He suddenly realized that he was focusing so much on Jensen and what was happening behind those doors he could not enter, that he forgot to call family and friends. As he made his way to the surgical waiting room, his mind warred as to whether or not Jensen would want his friends to know what happened to him, but… what if he did not make it. What if he died, Jared did not want to be alone if that happened. Was he being selfish right now when it wasn’t him in there struggling to stay alive?

Quickly before he could change his mind, he pulled out his phone, called Chris Kane, and asked him to make the other calls for him because he did not think he could do it without breaking down.

Less than ten minutes after he hung up, he felt a hand on his shoulder and a deep voice saying “Jared?” He looked up into the eyes of his older brother, Dr. Jeff Padalecki.

One look into his brothers eyes told him he knew. He knew what that monster had done to his partner.
Jared stood up to let his brother envelop him into a hug and for the first time since he found Jensen, he cried like a baby.

Jeff pulled his baby brother into a small office that doctors used for consulting so that they could talk freely.

“Jay why didn’t you call me, or have me paged?”

“I just wasn’t thinking man; I just wanted to be with him, near him and let him know I’m here and I love him.”

“I understand, but I could have gotten the information for you, you realize you didn’t have to be alone.”

“I know,” Jared admitted.

“Listen Jared,” Jeff warned, “he’s got quite a fight ahead of him because whoever did this beat the hell out of him. He has a concussion, a broken arm, but we think he did that trying to get free of his restraints. They thought he was going to need surgery for that but the orthopedic surgeon said that it will heal nicely with just a cast.”
Jeff paused before he continued to let that information sink in because there was more bad news to come. After a minute of quiet, Jeff continued softly. “He also has a broken nose, several lacerations to his head, but those are superficial.” Taking a deep breath, he continued, “His jaw has a small hairline fracture and will have to be wired for about six weeks.”

Jeff stopped and took a deep breath before he continued. “He has three broken ribs and, Jared, he was… was raped. From the amount of damage, whoever did this used something other than…himself, so the surgery is for a temporary colostomy so that means no penetrative sex for at least three months.”

When Jared didn’t respond, Jeff asked, “Do you understand Jared, he could end up incontinent if you do not follow the doctors’ orders.”

“I understand Jeff. It’s not as if I am thinking about sex right now, what I just don’t understand is why this happened to him. Who would want to hurt my Jensen?”

“I understand that this is not an issue right now, but I don’t want it to be in a month or so Jared.”

Jared nodded and leaned back against the sofa and just stared. Everyone he knew loved Jensen, so he could not fathom how someone could do this to him. Why would anyone want to cause him this kind of pain and then leave him for dead? He remembers the two detectives walking him through his house to see if anything was missing, but he didn’t notice anything missing, nothing else had been touched. That meant their only goal was to hurt Jensen.
Chad, Jared learned from his brother, was in surgery with Jensen, and he silently sent up a prayer of thanks that their best friend since childhood could help save him.

On a beautiful Sunday afternoon when they should all be at home or out, enjoying the nice weather, one by one Jared and Jensen’s friends filed into the waiting room to wait with Jared. An hour after he called Chris, everyone that mattered was there.

For the first time since he arrived home to that god-awful scene, Jared felt safe and reassured. With his and Jensen’s parents standing alongside him, he tried to tell them what happened, but each time he attempted to speak, his voice failed him. Using the same soft tone he had earlier, Jeff took over and explained what had happened.

He could tell when Jeff got to the really, really bad parts as opposed to just the bad parts because their mothers and sisters started crying, and then one by one their friends joined in. He wanted to reassure them that it would be ok, but he couldn’t. He knew what Jensen was going through, what he looked like so he just sat there still in a stupor.

He continued to sit dazed and unmoving as Jeff explained how Jensen had been attacked, and that it had been brutal. He deferred to Jared reticence to talk and Jensen’s privacy and didn’t go into specific detail, but stressed that both men were going to need all of their love and support to get through this, and right now Jared wanted their emotional support in the event that Jensen didn’t make through surgery.

When Jeff finished speaking someone behind him cleared their throat in a manner that was too loud for anything other than to get their attention.

Holding up his badge by way of introduction, Det. Mark Sheppard began to speak “Hey folks, I know that this isn’t the best of circumstances, but we really need any help you can give us for this investigation, because at this point we really don’t have a lot to go on.”

The slim woman standing beside him opted for a more formal introduction, “I’m his partner Det. Samantha Ferris, and we will be working on this case together, so if you guys can remember anything about that night, no matter how unimportant it seems, we need to know about it.”
After Sheppard and Ferris finished speaking everyone began speaking at once until Sheppard whistled to bring quiet to the room.
“Not at once people,” he corrected.
“Ok, I know that it isn’t a little thing, but what about uncle creepy from Friday night?” Aldis asked.
“Who is uncle creepy?” Sheppard and Ferris asked at the same time.
“Jeffery Dean fucking Morgan!” Chris spat.
“Yeah,” Jared snarked “each time we went to the police we were told there was nothing they could do until he crossed the line. Guess that’s why you’re here huh?”
“Look I know you guys are angry at us for not preventing this,” Samantha began in a motherly tone.
“No you look” Donna Ackles cut her off, “enough with the pseudo motherly tone, my son is fighting for his life, all I need from you is how you are going to get the man who did this or what we need to do to help, but do not patronize us.”
Samantha had been on many cases where families were not so happy that their children were gay, but judging from the way that Sherri Padalecki came and stood beside Donna Ackles along with their friend Carrie Murray, this was not the case and she knew that she had better choose her next words carefully.
She opened her mouth to apologize and trying to run something through her mind that did not sound condescending when there was a sudden interruption by a bleary-eyed Chad announcing, “Jensen is out of surgery.”

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