This is a dream I had. None of this is real.
There’s two women in the Ackles’ home toting clothes, accessories and other things that Jensen doesn’t quit know what they for, nor does he really want to. One of the strangers pulls him into the mix, immediately measuring his inseam.
“Uhm,” He says worriedly, looking around desperately for his wife. He doesn’t see her, but he can hear her chatting away with another person in the house that sounds a few feet away. He can’t make out the words until they get closer.
“Oh, it doesn’t quite fit here.” Another strange woman informs Danneel as they appear again, the woman draping an evening gown across the front of his wife’s frame. Her attention is directed at Danneel’s midsection, making a show of trying to stretch the fabric before shaking her head dismissively and putting the gown back.
Jensen starts to greet his wife and ask what’s going on, exactly, given there’s another woman’s hand all over him for a reason he doesn’t quite know. Danneel hasn’t quite spotted him, caught up in the commotion, when the other woman assisting Danneel opens her mouth again.
“After two failed pregnancies, one’s bound to gain a little girth in the belly… but we’ll find something.”
Jensen’s blood runs cold and watches Danneel’s demeanor crumple before she collects herself again. Danneel agreed politely with the woman before excusing herself, calm and collected. It’s one of the reasons Jensen fell for her. She has this ability to keep form in any situation, regardless of how rude and crass people were with her.
She went out the french doors to the balcony overlooking the city, closing the door behind her.
“Excuse me,” Jensen said forcefully, stepping out of the other woman’s hold as he followed his wife out to the balcony. He opens the door a few moments later, letting it click behind him after slipping out.
“Give me a moment, please.” Danneel says with a mocked politeness she often used when people mispronounced her name at an award show or speak to her unkindly. It broke his heart as he watched her try to hide the fact she was wiping her eyes of the tears this insane woman had caused her.
“I heard what that woman said, Dee.” Jensen replied softly, stepping closer to her as she turns to face him.
“I didn’t know you were home,” Danneel comments, her voice softening.
Jensen nods, hold his arms out to her and he watches as he resolve comes crashing down. Her face crumbles, giving in to the emotional turmoil she’s undoubtedly feeling after an attack like that and lets her husband hold her in a loving embrace.
“How did that woman know?” Danneel asked into his shoulder, whisper quiet.
“I don’t know, but she should’ve have said anything to you, especially so callous.” Jensen replied, swallowing hard as he closed his eyes and kissed the top of her head. “Her intent was cruel.”
Danneel didn’t reply. She simply buried her face in Jensen’s neck and lost herself in his strong, protective arms. Jensen rubbed her back, whispering encouraging things to her as she worked through the emotions of hearing a comment like that.
