#drea murphy

"Hey Sammy-" I say as I step into the map room, which is in fact actually just the dining room of mine and Jensen's Austin home. Sam, also known as Jared, gives me a pointed look. "-Oh sorry. Saammm. Dean went down to the dungeon to try to get some information from that demon bitch y'all captured a few days ago." I use finger quotes as I tell him what Dean had called Ruby.

"And?" Sam asks as he goes back to flipping through an archaic tome, which is actually just a random magazine we had laying around. "I'm trying to find a way to compel her to give up Lilith's location so we can end her before she can destroy the Earth."

"Well yea," I respond. "But he's been down there for a while now. I'm worried."

"Dean can handle himself," Sam says, no hint of concern in his voice as he goes back to reading the ancient words.

I sigh out as I begin pacing back and forth in front of him. It shouldn't be taking this long. If Ruby isn't going to spill - Dean should have already given up and come back to help research. I am close to going down there myself and finding out what's going on when Sam lets out a huff of air.

"Come on," he says as he stands to his full height. "Let's go see what's going on."

Sam Winchester is a force to be reckoned with. He fights and kills monsters, vamps, werewolves and all other things that go bump in the night but I'm not afraid of him. 

I have known both Sam and Dean for years and I know that deep down, they are both the sweetest, most caring men ever. 

I follow Sam's long strides through the door to the hallway that houses the dungeon (which is just the sliding glass doors to the back patio and the backyard to the pool house). I take two steps to one of Sam's long-legged strides.

We get to the entrance of the dungeon and we hear noises. Sam and I both stop and look at each other, perplexed. 

Dean's grunts are audible and I want to rush in there and save him but Sam holds me back.  We listen some more and sure enough, we can also hear moans and whimpers falling from the demon's lips.

Sam slowly opens the door and we peer inside. Both our eyes widen at the scene in front of us.

Ruby is on her knees on the concrete floor, completely nude, in the middle of the demon trap while Dean stands in front of her, his fingers tangled in her brunette locks, holding her head still as he pumps his hips, driving his dick down her gullet. 

The sounds of her throat clutching and the glug-glug of her swallowing around him are loud now that there is no barrier to muffle them.

Dean grunts and groans as he pulls his hips back before forcing his shaft back between her lips. His eyes open and he smiles at his brother and I.

"Guys, I found a good use for her," he says as he continues to feed himself to her. "She won't talk but she sure knows how to use her mouth."

Sam and I look at each other, perplexed. Neither one of us thought this would be what we found when we came looking for the older brother.

"Say, sweetheart-" Dean says as he stills, his member stretching Ruby's red lips. "-I know you, uh, swing both ways.  Ever fantasized about tasting demon cunt? I mean it's right there," he says as he motions down to the body in front of him. "Wonder if it's spicy?"

I smile at Dean as I step closer and pull my shirt over my head, my bra coming off next. I shimmy out of my shorts and kick them to the side, leaving me in just a pair of lace panties.

"Thata girl," Dean chuckles as he watches me. "Now, lay on your back and slide between those legs."

I do as he says and am swiftly met with Ruby's swollen pink pussy, dripping with her juices.

I hum in appreciation as I take the tip of my tongue and trace along her puffy lips, the juices sweet on my tastebuds. Gen has always tasted delicious but now it was extra honeyed.

As I tease and taunt her slit, Sam slides my panties from my body and spreads my legs. This erotic and arousing and I'm practically dripping as much as Gen - I mean as much as Ruby is.

I wrap my arms around Ruby's thighs to  steady myself as I feel Jared -  no Sam, notch his tip at my entrance. 

I cry into the pussy above me as he bottoms out in one thrust.  Sam sets a hard, deep pace as I pull Ruby's quivering clitp into my lips and tickle the nub with my tongue.

Pants,grunts, and whines fill the pool house as the four of us participate in such debaucherous pleasure.

Dean is above us all, quipping soliloquies such as "Yeah suck that that dick down your throat demon whore" and "She eating that cunt good? You gonna cum all over her face?" and "Sammy's railing you good ain't he?"

The air in the pool house is thick with passion as our four bodies become sweaty and overheated. I can no longer get a grip on Ruby's thighs as the sweat pools between our skin so I use my fingers and insert them into her clenching opening. 

Ruby whimpers around Dean's cock as he continuously runs his manhood into her mouth. My mouth falls open in a silent scream as Sam's dick unceasingly batters my cervix.

I hear mumbles above me and then Dean's voice. "What's that slut?"

Ruby's voice is hoarse and her words are breathy and she's panting as she mutters, "I'm gonna cum."

"You gonna cum on that beautiful face under you? Squirt all over it?"

"Yeah," Ruby pants as she circles on hips on my fingers and tongue. "Gonna," pant, "cum," pant, "so hard."

"Hmmm, what do you think guys? Should we let this demon whore cum?"

"Fuck," Sam states. "Let her. I wanna see it. Watch it cover her face."

Dean pulls Ruby's head up to see her, look her in the eyes as he commands, "You can cum on her while I cum down your throat, capiche?"

"Yes, yes," Ruby begs. "Please cum down my throat. I wanna taste Winchester seed, let it float in my belly."

Dean grins as he maneuvers her back to position and slams his dick do hard into her mouth, it's a wonder his pelvis didn't break her nose.

"Shit!" He exclaims, as his fingers tighten in her hair. "Fuck, I'm gonna fill you up, whore. I don't want to see a single drop pass your lips, ya hear me? Not. A. Single. Drop!" Each word of his last demand is punctuated with a hard thrust.

Ruby hums in agreement and takes everything the older Winchester gives her. Her pussy is clenching my fingers like a vice and her clit is vibrating against my lips.

Suddenly, Dean roars above us  and I know that sound; it's the sound of sweet release. I smile as I know he used this demon to get what he wanted.

Sam is on the other end of me, thrusting and grunting and one hard push causes me to move,  my teeth glancing against her clit and Ruby loses it. 

She screams as her juices slosh out of her and onto my tongue, lips, chin and drips onto my neck. Her hips are jerking and her thighs try to tighten around my head as she wails out her pleasure.

"Holy hell!" Dean exclaims above us as I try to drink up all that I've been offered,  "did you see that Sam? She fucking soaked her.! God damn!"

Sam is too busy chasing his own end to respond as I have also squirted all over his dick and balls, giving him the lubrication to slide in more easily.

He yells his release as his hands squeeze my hips hard enough to leave bruises. A few more pumps of his softening cock in my sodden  pussy and then he is sliding out and sitting back on the floor.

Jensen helps Gen from her position and practically carries her to the little bench in the corner of the room before he comes back and squats down beside me, picking my body off the floor bridal style, carrying me to the couch.

He sits down and cradles me in his lap, pulling the blanket that was on the couch around my body.

"You okay, Drea?"  He asks as he looks lovingly into my eyes.

"Perfect," I say as I try to catch my breath and slow my heart. "I am utterly fucked though."

Jensen chuckles as he kisses my forehead. "We all are, babe. We all are."

I can hear whispers across the room so I turn my head to see Jared is giving the same kind of aftercare to Gen. It makes me smile.

Even though the four of us have this close friendship and we often share spouses, the guys always- and I mean always-are at mine and Gen's side to comfort and soothe. 

Once we all catch our breaths and calm our racing hearts, we get dressed and head back to the house.

"Who wants a drink?" Jensen asks as we all enter the kitchen. 

"They can," I say, motioning to the Padalecki's. "I'll take some water though. Ya know, in case Jared just impregnated me."

Gen and Jared smile at me and I can see the hopefulness and optimism on their faces.

"I know I haven't cum that hard or that much in a very long time," Jared chuckles, shrugging. "So maybe it worked?"

When the idea of role-playing was brought up to the group, I never in a million years thought I'd be fucking some of the cast of Supernatural. 

And you know what, even though I've only seen a couple episodes, I wouldn't want it any other way.

In our little circle of friends, I feel loved and cherished and appreciated and I know they feel the same.

Previously

"Drea, you awake?" Gen whispers as she quietly opens the door. I nod and she walks in, closes the door and approaches the bed.

"I need to talk to you," she says solemnly. "To apologize."

“Come in,” I tell her as I sit up, making sure I don’t jostle Jackson too much. “I agree. We need to talk.”

As much as I love Genevieve, her actions the last couple of days has hurt me and completely baffled me. 

“You treated me like a common whore,” I state.

“I know,” Gen says as she sits at the foot of the bed. “I will never be able to apologize enough for that. I love you Drea. I do, but I let that old demon make me feel insecure and envious. I saw that post on the internet and got jealous.”

“But Jay told you that they just love drama, the media thrives on it,” I say.

“I know that,” she says, twisting her hands together in her lap. “I realize that now. But when I first saw it I got pissed, okay? I felt like I was hiding away while you two went out and enjoyed this beautiful island together. That I was the dirty little secret.”

“Gen, it hurt. Badly. The way you pushed me away and acted as if I didn’t exist. My heart was breaking in two.”

“I know,” Gen whispers, looking at her feet. “That’s why I couldn’t look at you. I could see the pain in your eyes; the grief. It was killing me but I just would tell myself you deserved it. You were trying to take my husband.”

“But I’m not,” I assert.

“Yea, well. My mind was telling me differently.” 

“Gen, I think it’s best that we just stick to how it was before. Friends, no benefits. We were best friends and we let sex get in the way of that. I love you Dox, I do. But I think we need to rethink the whole swinging aspect.”

“You’re right,” she agrees with a nod. “As much as I hate to admit it, you’re right. I fucked it up when I got greedy. God! I wish we could start this vacation all over again. I’d never come on to Jay; I’d never entice him into something when you weren’t there; when Jared wasn’t there. 

“God Drea, can you ever forgive me?” Gen looks up at me with tears in her brown eyes. “It’s all my fault!”

“Honestly? I don’t know,” I answer. “I want to. I want to say it’s all forgiven but I just can’t.” A beat of silence between us and then I spoke up. “So it was your idea? The blowjob I walked out on? Jay didn’t charm you into doing it?”

“It was all me,” she replies, ashamed. “We were just floating around in the pool, talking and laughing and well you know, when swim trunks get wet, they leave hardly anything to the imagination. I made a lewd comment and he made one back and then before long….well, you saw.”

“So it’s okay for you to suck Jay’s dick, then tie him to the bed and have your way with him but it’s not okay when Jared and I do the same? Help me understand here Gen, please?”

“I don’t know,” she shrugs. “Of course I was okay with you and Jared being together. Really, I was. But then I saw that article and it just snowballed from there.”

I just sat there and looked at my friend, my Dox. Her words seemed sincere and they made sense but why now? Why was she having a problem with everything now? 

“Can I ask you a question?” she finally speaks up.

“Sure.”

“Are you going to keep the baby once he or she is born?”

“What? Why? Gen, this is-” I say, as I lay my hand on the bump of my stomach. “-is your child. I’d never keep them away from you.”

“No Drea. It’s not mine,” Gen says and I balk at her. “It started out that way. That was the plan, you were going to use my eggs. But that didn’t happen. That little baby in your womb is Jared’s and yours.”

My eyes widen as realization dawns on me. She’s right; she is absolutely right. I am carrying Jared Padalecki’s child. Not Jared and Gen’s; Jared’s and mine. How had I not made that connection? Fuck, what was Jay going to say about this? 

He was so adamantly against this when we began discussing it and if I remember correctly, his exact words were “You’re not sleeping with Drea.” Well, I guess he got that wrong. Shit! How do I bring this up to him? Do I? Had he put the two and two together and already realized it. And what about Jared? Does he know that this is our-mine and his-kid I am growing or is he still thinking it is his and his wife’s? 

“We all need to talk. This is major!”

“You hadn’t thought about it had you?” Gen asks, looking over at me.

“No,” I chuckle nervously. “No I hadn’t. Man, this is fucked up.”

“That was what worried me,” Gen says as she shyly reaches out and places her hand on my knee. “I was scared that we started out just trying to make a baby and then it escalated in this….this….relationship between the four of us and once the baby was here, I’d be left out in the cold. 

“That you and Jared would be raising this kid together. That the boys and I would be tossed out like yesterday’s trash.”

“Never. You are not trash, not even close,” I tell her, as I push her hair behind her ear. “We’d never leave you out or forget about you. I love you, Jared loves you. Besides, where would Jensen be in this scenario of yours, huh?”

Gen shrugs again and a smile appears on her lips. “I dunno. I hadn’t got that far yet.”

“Dox, I love you but my lord, your hormonal mind can dream up some doozies.”

“My hor-..what? How did you know?”

“That you should be having your period right now?” I ask and she nods. “Jared told us. When you stormed out of the jacuzzi, he deducted that it was time for you to start and although you don’t have the actual period, with the blood and all, you still have the other effects. 

“Are you okay, though? Cramping? Feeling bloated? I can get you a hot water bottle,” I offer.

“Nah I’m good. Are we good? I mean, I know we aren’t completely back to normal but will things ever get to the way they were before?”

“Yea Gen, we’re okay. For now,”I tell her as Jackson begins to wake up. “Let’s wait and see how things go after we see how the guys react to other facts. ‘Kay?”

Once Jackson is fully awake, I take him to the nursery to change his diaper and put some sunscreen on so we can walk with Gen back down to the beach and meet the rest of the family.

A/N2: Did anyone else realize before what Gen did about the baby Drea is carrying? 

Later as I climb into bed, Jensen is already under the covers. He turns to me and asks, "Did it ever even cross your mind that you had a claim to the baby?"

"Truthfully Jay, until Gen asked me, I never even realized it was a possibility. I have been so happy to be able to do this for them, it never dawned on me that this kid isn't Gen's. In my heart,  I am still carrying her child. 

"You know she asked me if I thought I'd want to keep it and honestly,  that floored me. I don't know why I never thought about it; that Jared and I made a baby together."

"Well now that you have," Jensen asks as he pulls me into his arms, my head on his shoulder. "Do you think you'll change your mind and want to raise it yourself? With Jared, I mean."

"Absolutely not," I state. "Not that I don't love it...him...her….whatever gender it is because I do. I love it just like I love Tom and Shep. This is not my child, though"

I am getting sick of repeating myself but I want each of them to know, without a doubt, that for me nothing has changed and nothing will change. As soon as the baby in my womb is born, he or she will be given to the Padalecki's.

"You know," I say, changing the subject a bit. "I'm glad we worked everything out. I don't want to lose them as friends and although I'm growing and nurturing their offspring,  it would have really sucked to not to get to see them grow."

"Yea," Jay says, kissing the top of my head. "I'm glad it all worked out too. We are one big, happy family. The Acklelecki's? The Padackles?"

I laugh as I look up at him. "What about Murphy, huh? Where's that come in at?"

"Baby, as soon as I can, I'm making you an Ackles. You should already be one, you practically are anyway."

Jensen sits up against the headboard and pulls me with him. My laughter dies down and I raise my head to look at him. Is he serious? Is this for real?

"This wasn't how I was planning to do this. Hell, I haven't even picked the ring up yet. But Audrea Murphy, I love you so fucking much and I can’t picture my life without you. I don't want to. Will you marry me?"

JARED’S POV

It had never occurred to me that my wife was frightened that she would be losing the baby if Drea had decided to keep it. That thought never even crossed my mind. I just assumed that the plan for Drea to carry our child and give birth to a baby that would be ours, mine and Gen’s, was still just that.

When Drea become pregnant I realized then that we fucked up when it dawned on me that I put a baby in her, not some doctor using a turkey baster and Gen’s fertilized eggs. I immediately went to talk to Jay about it as I felt as if I needed to apologize.

Fortunately, Jay was more understanding than I gave him credit for and didn’t hold any grudges against me and we talked it out. He was also under the assumption that all would go according to plan; that Drea would carry the baby and then give it to me and Gen after he or she was born. 

Apparently, I also needed to convey that same sentiment to my wife and I dropped the ball on that. Big time! Gen had ultimately figured out on her own that she has no claim to the kid and let her emotions and imagination run rampant until she became terrified that she was losing not only the baby we worked so hard to get but she would be losing me too. 

Which is the farthest thing from the truth! I love my wife and I love my kids, all three of them. So what if one of them came from another woman; it didn’t diminish my love and devotion to the woman I vowed to spend the rest of my life with.

Once all that was settled and Gen finally gets the answer she has been praying for; Drea isn’t keeping the baby once it's born we all relax. Until Jensen brings up the other aspect of our relationship. Sex. With all of us.

Listening to him talk about how everything was fine when it was the four of us in bed together and then when we decided to pair off and how it all went to shit after that, I couldn’t agree more. 

But does that mean, it’s over? We just go back to what it was before Gen and I asked Drea to be a surrogate?

We all agree that maybe we should just keep it to a group thing but then Drea brings up the time when Jay and I are away. I know she is pregnant now and her hormones are going to be going wacky so when she asks about her and Gen having some fun, just the two of them I have no problem with it at all.

Jay doesn’t either as he says so and then suggests they record their ‘girltime’ so he and I can at least watch. I shake my head as he wiggles his eyebrows and we laugh at him. 

In our room later that night, I lay in bed as Gen finishes up her nightly routine. While she was showering, I loosened and removed the restraints on our bed. I had plans for my wife and it did not involve her dominatrix aspect. I wanted something special, something personal. I wanted to make love to my beautiful and loving wife.

My wife is petite but don't let that fool you. She is dynamite. Those who underestimate her quickly find out just how tough she is; that she is a take no prisoners type. If she wants something, she will do whatever it takes to achieve it. That is what attracted me, her can do, will do attitude. She is the glue that holds everything together. 

As I lie in bed and wait for her to join me, I think back to the first day on set when she joined the cast of Supernatural. I remember thinking that this dainty, little person was going to reject and oppose the idea that her first scene on screen she'd be in her underwear but much to my surprise, and everyone else's, she stripped right down and blazed through the performance like it was nothing. I knew then and there that Genevieve Cortese was a force to be reckoned with.

That is why when Gen brought to our attention her apprehension about Drea wanting to keep the baby, it took me by surprise. She had never shown her fears before. Honestly, I hadn’t even considered the possibility that Drea could want to keep the baby for herself. I had been so wrapped up in the knowledge that I am having another kid that it never dawned on me; I am having another kid with someone who isn’t my wife. With someone who is not Gen.

I am having a baby with Drea, Jensen’s girlfriend. How fucked up is that?!

When Gen comes out of the bathroom with just a towel around her body, my dick twitches. It is already semi-hard just from the ideas and thoughts of making love to this amazing beautiful woman. 

Gen smiles at me and drops the towel before reaching down for her underclothes. I reach out and grab her arm, stopping her.  She looks up at me questioningly.

“Lay back on the bed,” I tell her softly. The smile on her face says it all. She now realizes that she still has me, that she still turns me on. Hell, not wanting her is the furthest thing from the truth.

I watch as my smoking hot wife climbs onto the bed and crawls to the middle of it, laying back with her head on the pillows. Her body is totally nude in front of me and my dick springs to life.

“You are so beautiful baby,” I whisper as I pull my boxers down over my erection and let them fall to the floor. “So sexy. And all mine!” I growl.

She smiles that dazzling smile of hers and I hurriedly join her on the bed, claiming her lips in a searing kiss.

I spent the rest of the night showing Genevieve just how much I love her, want her and worship her by bringing her immeasurable pleasure.

Previously:

“I don’t like this. I don’t like it at all!”

Jensen’s outburst has all our heads turning toward him.

“What don’t you like about it?” Gen asks, calmly.

Jensen huffs and sits back, indignant. “You two telling us we can’t have sex. I can’t make love to my girlfriend, all because my best friends wants to use her as a breeder. You guys want to dictate to us what we can and can’t do and I won’t stand for it. If I want to fuck Drea until we both can’t walk straight, I will!”

I feel sorry for Jensen because he has apparently not been paying attention to what Jared had explained at all.

“Babe,” I say, putting my hand over top of his. “That is not what they are doing. If you just calm down and listen.”

“I listened. I heard. We can’t make love so that when you do get pregnant, you can be sure it’s his. I told you from the beginning I didn’t like this idea! And it just keeps getting worse and worse.”

“Dude, I never said you couldn’t sleep with Drea,” Jared tries to get through to his co-worker. “Hell, after being with her myself, I can see why you love her. All we are saying is use a condom. Please? Screw her brains out, fuck her until the cows come home. We don’t care. Just be safe.”

I can feel my cheeks redden at Jared’s words and I keep my gaze on the table; too embarrassed to look up and see who might have heard Jared’s speech. I really wish the floor would open up and swallow me whole. It’d be less humiliating than being here, right now.  

“Oh,” Jensen says and I can see him relax in my peripheral vision. “Well why didn’t you say that anyway?”

“I did!” Jared exclaims with a laugh.

Jensen is still grumbling on the drive home, with a pit stop at the local pharmacy not making matters any better.

“I still don’t like that they have control over this,” he mumbles as we pull into the driveway and wait for the garage door to open. “Do we have to tell them every time we fuck too?”

“I’m sure we don’t.”

“See,” he states, turning his head toward me. “You aren’t positive. I tell you I am hating this idea the more I think about it. If you didn’t get pregnant last night, no more. They can find another way to have a kid or just be happy with the two healthy ones they have.”

“Are you telling me I can’t help our friends? Do I need permission now if I want to even talk to Gen or Jared?” I ask, getting pissed at his attitude.

As soon as the truck is in the garage, I open the door and hop out, being sure to slam it to inform him that I am not liking his opinion.

I hear him groan and grumble as he steps out of the driver’s side and instead of waiting for him, I enter the house to relieve Kayla of her babysitting duties.

Kayla Hostettler had been highly recommended by Gen. Apparently, before they hired Hannah as a full-time babysitter after Shep was born, Gen employed Kayla on an ‘as needed’ basis. 

Gen had explained that if it had not been for Kayla living with a boyfriend and going to college, she would’ve easily offered the position to her when they decided to hire a live-in. Kayla understood and kept her babysitting gigs as a side business.

Jackson had taken up with the young girl easily. She could make him laugh and giggle almost as well as Jensen could.

When I had asked Kayla to babysit Jackson the week before, I had informed her it was for overnight and she had had no problems with it. Her boyfriend was out of town on a job anyway.

“Good morning!” I greet Kayla as I walk into the kitchen. She is sitting at the table, feeding my son his mashed fruit medley and babbling.

“Good morning Drea,” Kayla says, looking over her shoulder and then back to Jackson. “Look who it is sweet boy. It’s your Mommy.”

I smile as I listen to her talk to Jackson and him coo in response. The garage door opens and a petulant Jensen walks in. He nods to our babysitter and then turns and climbs the stairs, probably going to his study to grumble and bitch some more about the predicament I’ve put us in.

By the afternoon I had paid Kayla for her services, changed out of my clothes from last night and put Jackson down for his nap. I have yet to see or hear anything from Jensen and that is fine by me. I’m still agitated as hell with him!

How can he think that Gen and Jared would go so far as to try and manage when Jensen and I sleep together? They wouldn’t do that….would they? I begin to think about it all; about how well and easy Genevieve Padalecki slips into the dominatrix persona, how it’s just like another part of her and wonder if she is really actually trying to dominate us. Is she so anticipating the third child that she feels the need to make sure Jared is the only one who gets to sleep with me?

‘No,’ I think to myself and shake those thoughts out of my head. ‘Gen and I had agreed to being completely honest and open during this whole ordeal. She wouldn’t try to prevent Jensen and I from doing shit just to get her way. She promised.’ But just to put myself at ease I decide to call her.

I pick up my phone and begin to dial the number when Jensen walks in.

“Drea, I’m sorry.”

I click the phone off, or so I think,  and look at him.

“For what?” I ask, folding my arms across my chest.

“For getting so upset. For trying to boss you around. You are a grown woman. No one can tell you what you can and cannot do. I just--when they told us that we had to talk and Gen had shouted as we were making out, I lost it. Okay,” Jensen explains as he slowly approaches me. “I love you baby. I love making love to you. I love how it makes me feel, how it feels, how connected we are.”

I relax my stance as I listen to his apology. “Can I still be friends with Gen?”

“Of course baby,” he says, with a smile as he reaches out and grabs my hands, holding them in between us. “You can be friends with whomever you want. You can do whatever you want. With whoever you want. I’ll be the perfect boyfriend and if my best friend impregnates you I will wait on you hand and foot and  make sure you give him a healthy baby.”

“Guys? Guys?” I hear Gen’s voice coming from the counter where I laid my phone and realize that I hadn’t ended the call like I thought I had. Picking the device up I put it to my ear.

“Gen?”

“Oh my god! Have you two been arguing this whole time?”

“Uh….” I seriously don’t know what to say. She heard us talking, she had deduced that we had a disagreement. 

“Listen, Jared and I are sorry that we caused you to fight. We didn’t intend for that to happen. At all!”

“I know, Gen.”

“Can I talk to Jay?” she asks, almost shyly. 

“Sure,” I tell her and hand my phone to him. “Gen wants to talk to you.”

I watch as he listens to whatever she is telling him. I can’t tell if she is helping the situation or making it worse; Jay’s face is neutral.

“Yea okay,” he says and then bids her a goodbye. He makes sure the phone is off and lays it back on the counter.

“What did she say?” I ask. 

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a work of fiction. Nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing, in the next few chapters is anything I would ever wish to see or happen with any of the people portrayed in this. They are REAL PEOPLE, I know and what scenarios I am putting them in is just a means to an end for my story. Please do not send hate to my inbox. I know this is most unlikely to happen. 

I get JJ settled into her seat in the truck and climb in the front, taking my phone off bluetooth and calling Jay.

“I got her.”

“Thank god. Listen, I’m trying to get a flight home now. From the sounds of what the officer I spoke to earlier said, Dani is going to be in a lot of hot water. I’ve got to come home and handle the fallout from that.”

“Okay. See you when you get in. I love you,” I tell him although I’m wondering what he means by ‘fallout’.

“Love you too Drea. Give JJ and Jackson a kiss for me. I’ll try not to wake you up when I get home.”

I hang up and drive back to the house, parking in the garage and proceed to get the sleeping little girl out of her seat and into her bed hopefully without arousing her.

Kayla’s eyes widen when I walk in with JJ on my shoulder and I just smile as I head to the bedroom.

Thankfully JJ stays asleep as I tuck her in and I flick the night light on before leaving the room, making sure the door isn’t shut all the way, in case she were to wake up.

I walk back into the kitchen to find Kayla scrolling on her phone.

“Dang Ms. Murphy,” she says. “I didn’t know it was this bad.”

“What?” I asked, confused.

She turns her phone to show me an alert on her phone.

‘BREAKING NEWS: One Tree Hill alumni Danneel Ackles involved in a fatal collision. Drugs and booze suspected to be involved. Stay tuned as we will report more as it becomes available.’

‘Oh shit.’ I think to myself. ‘This is what Jensen meant about a fallout. Someone died! Fuck.’

“Kayla,” I begin, hoping to make her understand what I’m about to tell her. “I know this is all big news and all but I need to request your full reticence in this situation. Please do not speak a word to what you know. Promise me, please?”

“Of course. You don’t have to worry about that at all. I understand completely.”

“Okay, thank you,” I say as I reach into my wallet to pay her for her time, plus a little extra for the short notice.

The babysitter smiles at me as she accepts the payment and then turns to leave, opening the front door and walking out of it. 

I sigh as I turn the lock and head to my bed. I knew tomorrow was going to be insane, what with having two kids to take care of and the questions JJ will have about going to sleep at the hotel and waking up here.

It is still dark out when I woke up to movement in the room. I open my eyes and can barely make out Jay’s form.

“You made it,” I whisper as he crawls his now undressed body into the bed.

“Yea. Sorry I woke you honey.”

“It’s okay,” I tell him. “You find out any more?”

“Yea. Dani was with some guy named Marcus. I have no idea who he is or how she knows him. It doesn’t matter. They were in her car, he was driving. They hit another vehicle, a mini-van. A fucking family car. Thankfully it wasn’t full but still the driver was killed. 

“Drea, they’re saying both Dani and Marcus were high and intoxicated.” I could hear the break in his voice. “What was she doing out with someone like that? How could she be doing drugs when we have a daughter?”

I pull him to me in a hug. “I don’t know Jay. Let’s get some sleep and we’ll go over tomorrow and try to put the pieces together. Okay?”

He nods and lays his head on my chest, silently crying himself to sleep.

The next morning I wake up before anyone else. Jensen is still sleeping beside me, his back to me now. I can tell by the way he is breathing that he is having a fretful slumber.

I get up and get dressed before making my way to the kitchen to get the coffee pot started and figure out what to make for breakfast. I’m sure waking up in her room at her dad’s house is not how JJ thought her morning would be.

A little after I get the bacon sizzling I hear her footsteps as she comes into the room.

“Dea? Where is my Gmaw and Gigi?” 

Smiling at her nicknames for her grandparents, I scoop her up and sit her at the table. 

“Well, they had something they had to take care of, so I came and got you last night. Bacon and eggs okay?” I ask, hoping to change the subject.

Jackson’s cries come through the monitor as I am pouring the scrambled eggs onto her plate.

“Brodder!” JJ says with a smile.

“Yea, your brother is awake. Be a good girl and sit here and eat while I go get him, okay?”

“Yes ma’am.”

I peek into our bedroom as I pass by it and see that the bed is empty. The shower is running in the ensuite so I know Jay is awake and is showering, probably trying to procrastinate what he has to do today.

As I walk back into the kitchen, my phone rings. I place Jackson in his high chair and pour some Cheerios on the tray as I answer.

“Hello.”

“Oh my god Drea,” Gen exclaims. “I didn’t realize how bad it was going to be.”

“Yea Jay got in early this morning,” I tell her and watch as JJ is trying to show Jackson how to eat his cereal. Her head pops around and she looks at me wide-eyed at the mention of her father.

“Dad’s here?”

I nod and then sigh. “I hate this. He has to do all this by himself. God only knows what he’ll find out at the hospital. I don’t even know how Da-ahem- she is. He told me there was d-r-u-g-s involved.”

“What do you mean, do this by himself? Are you not going with him?”

“How Gen?” I ask. “I have JJ and  Jackson to take care of. He doesn’t need them to be there, they don't need to be there. It’s just a shitshow.”

“Bring the kids over, Drea. I’ll watch them for you. Jay does not need to be alone.”

“Are you sure?”

“Absolutely.”

“Okay,” I concede. “I’ll discuss it with him and let you know.”

“M‘kay. Love you baby.”

“Love you too,” I respond and then mine and Jay’s conversation from a few nights ago come to mind. “Hey Dox?”

“Yea?”

“There is something you and I need to discuss once all this blows over,” I say. “It might just be what Jay needs to get back to normal.”

“Okay. I’ll be here. We can talk whenever you want.”

I hang up as Jensen walks in, headed straight for the coffee pot.

I wait until he has some caffeine in his system before I bring up going with him.

“Gen offered to watch the kids so I can go too,” I tell him after he greets Jackson and gets a huge hug and kiss from his daughter. “If you want that.”

The tension and stress in his shoulders waft away and I see him visibly relax. “God yes, please!”