The Human Shop

[mida_the_knight]

Chapter 3

Wake Up Call

Jared was enjoying this. He hated to admit it but he was having a blast living with Jensen. The good food, the mind-blowing sex and after that night, even talking to Jensen gave him so much joy he’d never felt before. He knew the whole place and where everyone was at every specific hour now. And he’d been giving his reports. But He was really just enjoying himself.

Which is why it took him by surprise when 6 weeks after the first day he met Jensen, Jim gave him the word. The final order. This week was the week. They were attacking this place and Jared had to make sure they got Jensen. Alive.

He had known this day would come, but only now he realized that all this time he’d been dreading this day. They were about to take away all this beautiful amazing art. They were going to ruin the palace and they were going to ruin Jensen. His Jensen… The only person in this world who could make Jared feel so far gone, the only person who’d given Jared everything. And now Jared was about to betray him. No. He’s been betraying Jensen since day one.

And it only dawned on him after he made the mistake of asking Jim if there was any way they could help get Jensen off the hook here.

“You can’t be serious Jared.”

“Jim… He… there’s this whole other side to him that is so giving and… Jim, there has to be a way here… something… anything…”

“Jared! He doesn’t even know your real name! You think he cares about you? You think you’re special to him? Have you forgotten why you were sent there? That man is responsible for so many deaths… You have seen with your own damn eyes what he does to people Jared. Are you that screwed in the head that all the fancy layers he wrapped you in, made you forget the smell of the pit he has down there? The screams you heard?”

Ok, maybe Jared was that screwed up in the head because somehow, in his head, all this time, he’d made himself believe that his Jensen was different than this guy he’d been hunting for months now.

“No sir. He will be taken in alive. I’m sorry I was distracted for a second there. Anything else?”

“No. Make sure he doesn’t find out. Tomorrow we start the attack at 12 sharp, noon. Make sure you’re with Ackles.”

“Yes sir.” Jared disconnected and just sat there in his bed, staring at where the 3-D screen used to be only seconds ago. He was truly screwed.

J.A.H.S
Matt was frozen outside the door, his hand still on the handle. What the hell? He hadn’t meant to spy on Sam but he had just accidentally opened the door without knocking and he’d had a glance at this 3-D screen and keyboard and that was suspicious right? If he didn’t want to hide something he’d use the laptop Jensen had gotten him not this weird 3-D thing. He had to tell Misha. Now.

J.A.H.S
Jared was getting dressed, when Matt knocked on the door, letting him know he was opening the door. God bless Jensen for his damn rules. Speaking of, Jensen would be here any minute now. He should hurry.

“Come in Matt. Is Jensen here?” He hated how excited he sounded. This would be his last night here… his last night with Jensen. He shouldn’t be feeling so many things right now, he was here on business and he didn’t know where exactly he forgot that.

Matt stepped inside, his face a little more guarded than always. That should have been a neon sign to Jared if he was in his right mind. Which he wasn’t. He was far from his right mind. And that’s why he missed that and every damn sign afterwards as to what was about to happen.

“Actually Sam, he asked to bring you to him tonight. He’s waiting for you in the purple room.” He stepped out and closed the door.

Jared didn’t really go to Jensen’s rooms, they usually met in Jared’s room. It was where all the toys were. But it wasn’t totally unusual for Jensen to want Jared in his room.

Jared put on the new shirt Danneel had brought him yesterday, a white shirt that fit him perfectly, bringing out his tanned skin and showing off all his muscles. He was gonna miss these clothes.

All the way up to Jensen’s room, Matt didn’t say a word to him, which was weird. Jared didn’t think much of it though. He had more important things to worry about. Like Jensen.

Misha was waiting on the other side of the elevator door when Jared stepped out and Matt stayed inside as always.

“Misha.” Jared greeted the man, used to not getting anything in response. Misha didn’t really talk much. As Jensen put it, he wasn’t hired to talk either.

Misha opened the door and Jared stepped inside, spotting Jensen as soon as he was in. He was by the large window, drinking his special whiskey from his favorite glass. It was things like this that made Jared like the guy. He now knew so much about Jensen. Maybe he didn’t know much about Jensen’s past but he knew the guy standing in front of him. Knew his favorite drinks, his favorite smells, food, color, knew when his birthday was, knew how much he enjoyed dark humor. Jared knew everything that mattered about this guy.

Trust Jared to choose a criminal as the only person he ever let in.

“Jensen?” He finally broke the silence that had settled in the room after Misha had closed the door.

Jensen turned around and he looked tired, older than Jared had ever seen him. It was weird, seeing him without his ever present smirk. It made Jared uncomfortable and it was only then that he noticed all the other signs.

Jensen knew.

“Sit down Sam, I want to show you something.” Jensen’s voice was even worn out, as if he’d been shouting for hours. Jared sat on the chair he’d sat on his first day here. Ironic.

Jensen shoved a few papers at him, just like the first day. But this time, there was no smile, and no pen.

“Look at them.” Jensen ordered and Jared's eyes fell to the papers, his blood running cold.

“I was about to introduce you to Jared Padalecki but I figure you already know him…”

“Jensen…” Jared started but he was cut short when Jensen raised his hand, motioning for Jared to stop.

“I’m going to give you one chance to convince me here Sam. Convince me that you didn’t lie to me, and that there’s an explanation for all of this.” Jensen was still calling him Sam and well, that just made everything worse.

“Jensen, I told you I was in the army and after they threw me out I had to change my name…”

"DON’T LIE TO ME!" Jensen shouted, and he looked scary. His eyes were wide and the beautiful calm green was now dangerously thin and dark. His jaw was set so stiff that Jared was sure any minute he would break his teeth and he had crumbled the pages in his fist.

“DON’T FUCKING LIE TO ME ANYMORE JARED!! IF YOU SAY ANOTHER WORD BUT THE TRUTH I WILL SHOOT YOU MYSELF, YOU HEAR ME?”

Jared nodded, drowning himself in the chair. Never in his life he’d felt fear like this. But he took a deep breath and got to his feet so he faced Jensen eye to eye. He wasn’t going to let this guy intimidate him and make him feel guilty for doing his job.

“Ok… Ok Jensen! You want the truth? I will give it to you. I’m Jared Padalecki, I’m 30 years old, I work for the government as an undercover agent. My specialty is Mafia. And I was assigned to your case four months ago. I knew everything about you before I even met you. And I’m here to destroy this whole place.” Jared was breathless with rage himself now.

Jensen was staring at him with an unreadable expression and before Jared could even figure out what was happening, Jensen punched him hard in the face.

Jared cried out as he felt his nose crack and stepped back, staring at Jensen in horror. Jensen had lost it. He was now punching the table, throwing everything around. He actually flipped the desk and the chairs, not even glancing at Jared. He was like a enraged bull, spinning out of control and destroying everything around him.

“Jensen…”Jared started but he didn’t know what he should say. What could he say?

“WHY?” Jensen was shouting again. He looked like he could kill Jared at every second.

“Why what Jensen?” Jared said a little above a whisper.

“WHY DID YOU LIE TO ME? WHY DID YOU PLAY ME?” He really looked hurt and something in Jared was breaking. Was he really that far off when he thought his Jensen was a different person than the monster who ran this place?

“I never lied to you Jared, I was honest with you and the only thing I asked in return was that you be honest with me… Am I really the bad guy here? I let you in and I gave you everything… I … Fuck Jared, I told you how I felt about you… How could you be so insensitive? How could you play me when you were here on just business? Why did you fucking act like you wanted me? Like you actually had feelings for me?”

“What do you even mean Jensen? It was my mission…”

“NO! Your MISSION was to bring down this industry, it was to get into my house and give back fucking reports! Misha hacked your lines and I read every report you sent. Your MISSION didn’t include playing me, faking emotions at me. You just did that out of your cruelty! And you call ME a monster?”

Jared could only stare at Jensen and he couldn’t even believe his ears.

“Jensen… I never meant for anything to go like it did… I just had to get your trust and somewhere along the way things got out of hands… I didn’t lie to you about… That night. Jensen I really do feel that way but what you do is...”

“Screw you Jared… You want the damn shop? You can fucking have it. I don’t give a shit what happens to this place.” Jensen reached behind him and took out a tin colt, holding it at Jared.

“You want to shoot me, just go ahead Jensen. It won’t change anything… If you read my reports then you know that they know where we are and they’re already on their way!”

Jensen laughed, the hurt and the anger starting to wear off as he stared at Jared and slowly calmed down.

“Maybe, or maybe not. But I know two things for sure. First, I will not be caught and two, you won’t live to see another sunrise. No one gets to betray me, Jared. No one! I own everything around you and I own everyone around you. They can come and have this place, tear it down, I don’t give a shit. I’ll be long gone and I have enough money to make 200 more just like this one, all across the world. You can’t even begin to understand how powerful I am.”
Jared frowned at the quick turn of emotions. Something was really off about how this was going on.

“What??”

“You poor little bastard! You don’t even know what you got yourself into, do you?”

Jensen calmly smirked, looking just like the first time he’d told Jared what his job was here.

“You think the government didn’t already know where I am? You really think you did a service here Jared? All you did was throw away your life, a future with me. And for what?”

“What do you even mean?” Jared was really confused now.

Jensen laughed loudly at Jared’s face.

“Who’s your boss Jared? And I don’t mean Jim. I mean the top guy.”

Jared frowned, not following where this conversation was going.

“Mark Sheppard. His name is Mark Sheppard isn’t it?” Jensen said, leaning in to see exactly what that sentence did to Jared. Jared could feel the blood leave his face.

“Yeah… He is… But how do you know that? And what difference does it even make?”

Jensen laughed again, looking obscenely beautiful in the messy room.

“You know, a month ago, you were in my room when Dani was here? And we were talking about this ‘Mark’ guy, who needed a new boy this time? And Danneel was saying how he treated them like trash, and how if I only gave in and said yes he’d stop hurting those poor girls and boys? Well news flash Jared, that Mark, is Mark Sheppard.”

Jared was hearing, he was listening, but he didn’t understand the words. He couldn’t place the meaning of them, couldn’t make sense. As if Jensen was talking French again.

“You should see your face right now Jared.” Jensen was now clearly laughing AT him.

“He’s been my customer for years now, and last year he made a move on me, and I said no because well… No! And that’s when he started threatening me. Four months ago he just let it go and just started killing my girls and boys. Isn’t that around the time they assigned you to this case?” Jensen was smirking and Jared felt sick to his stomach. Everything made sense now, how they didn’t really care about his reports, how they had so much info on Jensen already before he even got in.

“I was planning on taking you away Jared. We could have had a life together, away from all this. I knew it bothered you to hear the screams and I was so stupid, I trusted and wanted you so much that I was ready to take you away. But you ruined everything.”

“Jensen… you would have never stopped.” Jared was trying to convince himself and he knew it. He felt like he had lost on a big poker game. Like he was the only loser. He’d lost so much…

He’d been tricked and now he was putting up his last fights, to keep his morality here. He still did the right thing here. It didn’t matter what Mark had been intending. What mattered was that this shit would be over now because of Jared. Right?

“No I wouldn’t… But that’s because this place is just as much a part of me as this room. As everything else around you. This is who I am Jared. It’s who I wanted to be since I knew myself. I turn trash, rubbish that you yourself would look away from in your everyday life, into useful beautiful things. You think anyone cares when those people, down there, disappear? No! Most of them feel lucky to be here Jared. At least they have some use here. But the people I help, I save fathers and mothers, beloved kids. People who will actually be missed if anything happens to them.”

Jared felt sicker with every passing second.

No.

This was wrong.

This was really wrong and deep down he knew that. He also knew Jensen could be a persuasive bastard when he wanted to be, charming and talking his way through any situation. He needed to keep his ground here.

“No… they are people anyways and I don’t care if you think you’re doing a good here Jensen… You’re hurting people and Mark or not, that’s wrong… I can’t let you leave…”

Jensen stepped closer to Jared, making him aware of how little the space between them was.

“Come on Jared… you know me baby… You’ve seen the real me, tell me, do you really think I’m capable of hurting someone who doesn’t deserve it?” Jensen paused, lowering his gun completely.

“Did I ever hurt you? Didn’t I know you were different from the very first second? I knew you deserved better than down there with just a glance… Jared...”

Jensen was now touching his face, cupping his cheek and making Jared to look him in the eyes. The eyes that were soft again now. The eyes that were HIS. The eyes that he could never resist.

Except this time he HAD to. He HAD to resist them and he HAD to hand Jensen to the law.

“Jensen… I can’t… I have to… I have to give you away Jensen… It’s my job!”

Jensen sighed, his hand falling down to Jared’s side and he placed the tiny colt in Jared’s hand, closing his eyes for a second before reopening them and staring into Jared’s soul.

“Fine… Then you have to kill me Jared… Because like I said, I won’t just wait here for them to come and get me… I’m gonna leave Jared. And if you NEED to hand me to them, then you have to shoot me. Kill me.”

Jared couldn’t breathe. He was staring in those green eyes, and they were so soft, so inviting. He could still remember reading Jensen’s “I love you” in them a few nights ago. And he could damn well feel his own ‘I love you too’ in the tears burning his eyes.

He couldn’t do it… He couldn’t just let Jensen go. And he couldn’t kill him either… He’d rather die first.

He knew it was the only way out, when he closed his eyes and placed the gun back into Jensen’s hand.

“No… You kill me…! I can’t…” He was cut short when Jensen slid his thumb on his lips, making him open his eyes.

“Jared… You don’t have to…”

Oh for heaven’s sake, what was even happening to Jared? Why did he feel like crying? Why did he have tears in his eyes?

“It’s the only way Jensen… It’s the only way for you to get away and for me to… They will kill me anyway when they find out I let you run away…” He tried to reason.

Jensen just leaned closer and before Jared could even breathe, Jensen was kissing him. It was a flashback to their first kiss, hungry and sweet and Jared knew Jensen had won. He’d already gotten away.

“Jared… listen to me! Please…” Jensen whispered and Jared had to listen because Jensen Ackles never says ‘please’.

“Come with me! We will fake your death and Jared Padalecki will be dead… You’re Sam, You’re my Sam… We can have it again, somewhere else… Just let me do this for you and come with me… It doesn’t have to end like this…”

Jared was looking in Jensen’s eyes and he knew he was going to say yes to Jensen. He always said yes to anything Jensen asked of him. That was just how it went.

And Jensen knew it damn well, only a nod from Jared and Jensen was fidgeting with his watch, calling Misha inside.

“I need you to fake Jared’s death here, tell Matt to help Jared take what he find valuable, send Ty up to help me take what I need. We will leave in two hours.”

Misha nodded once, waiting for Jared to go with him.

“And Misha, you, Matt and Ty are coming with us. Get the helicopter ready, you will be driving it.”

“But Jensen…”

“I don’t care Misha, Mark already knows anything they will find here. Just get us the new passports and I.D cards, and I don’t need you to stay back and take care of this place. Mark will do it himself. Trust me.”

Misha nodded once more and Jensen turned to Jared again, looking satisfied.

“Now kiss me before you go pack Sam Winchester. And don’t ever try lying to me again… you understand?”
Jared just nodded and kissed that beautiful smile.

Maybe being Sam Winchester wasn’t half bad.

~T.B.C~