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Title: Leather and Lace
Author: dont_hate_me01
Artist: adrianneb78239
Beta: tattooeddevil
Alpha Reader jodean80
Word Count: 97 784
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Jeffrey Dean Morgan/Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki ( in separate pairings as well); Chad Michael Murry; Misha Collins; Tom Welling (short appearance); Jim Beaver (mentioned). Jared is 19 years, Jensen is 27 years and JDM is 39 years old.
Warnings: Blow Jobs; Bottom!Jared; Flogging and Disciplinary Spanking ; Gags; Homophobia; Ice play; Medical play; Rape; Sexual Assault; Sex Swing; Switching Jensen/JDM; Voyeurism
Disclaimer: Neither of the boys belong to me, if they did - you would've known.
Summary: Jared Padalecki knows he's a sub, but not only is he a very naive nineteen year old, he has no idea on what goes on in a BDSM club. He attracts the attention of the committed Dom pair of JDM and Jensen; who is looking for their own sub, but he also attracts the unwanted attention of some unsavory characters and ends up being raped.

Jensen and JDM finds him and they start a relationship with the traumatized young man. Will they be able to help him past this nightmare and bring out the potential they see in him, or will it be too much for Jared and will he fade into himself, not being helped?

Chapter 1

Warning: Rape and sexual assault in this chapter!

‘Leather and Lace’. Jared repeated the club’s name as he walked past the entrance for the second time that night and for the fourth time that week. He’d heard a lot about the club, but had yet to venture into it. One of the main reasons being that there was always a long queue snaking around the corner and it would take him ages to get in.

“Hey pretty boy, you wanna join us inside?” Jared turned as he heard the gruff voice of an older, large man addressing him. Two men stood near the front of the line and looked at him. The younger one of the two had his arms around the waist of the older one and hugged him close, a clear warning that the man in his embrace belonged to him.

Jared shook his head. “I’ll wait.”

The younger guy snorted. “You’re going to be waiting for a long time then. Come on, we don’t bite – not hard anyway.”

Jared gulped. He was unsure about it, but this is what he wanted, he needed it. He could find peace in there – he hoped. He nodded his head and couldn’t help but grin as both men smiled back at him.

“Good decision.” The older man said and pulled Jared closer to him.

Jared tried not to tense up, he didn’t want to seem rude, but he just didn’t like the vibe the two men gave off. He hoped that once inside the club he’d be able to lose them.

Jared was impressed with the sight that greeted him inside the club. Yes, the music was ear-bursting loud, but the decor drew his attention more. It fitted the name of the club perfectly without being tacky. There were lots of leather couches where most of the patrons were seated together and enjoying themselves. He could clearly differentiate between Doms and subs and he felt under-dressed with his jean and white button-up shirt. What satisfied him was the fact that everyone seemed to be having a good time.

He thankfully had managed to get rid of the two men with the excuse that he had to take a leak and slowly he made his way around the club. He tried not to stare and blushed when more than one eye met his own and even a few called out to him. Each time someone gestured for him, he quietly shook his head and moved on.

Jared turned his head when he heard someone laugh and gasped. Two men stood close to each other, slightly touching and you had to be blind not to know that they belonged to each other. Both were dressed in black, not leather, but their jeans fitted tightly and their shirts shaped their upper bodies to perfection. The black clothes suited their skin color perfectly. It was the light haired one that Jared heard laughing. Jared was close enough to see that he had jade green eyes and his whole face lit up when he smiled. The lighting made it difficult for Jared to discern, but he was certain that the man’s face was dusted in freckles.

Jared moved his gaze to the older of the two men; it was clear that he was at least ten years older than his partner. He had dark hair and Jared could see that his eyes were almost as dark. He looked comfortable with the younger man at his side and the way they looked at each other made Jared well aware of the fact that they had been together for a couple of years. He frowned; they stood on equal footing and he would have suspected that the younger one was the sub, but none of two acted that way. It then dawned on Jared they were a Dom couple. He looked around for their sub, but saw none. They must have a sub and Jared's heart ached. He wanted, no, he needed to be controlled. He would give everything up to be with a couple like that.

Jared shook his head and groaned inwardly. He was being silly again. He always fell head over heels in love with someone that he was even remotely attracted to. He would start daydreaming, building up a long lasting relationship even before the other guy had said one word to him. He knew it was because he always kept his head buried in books. He believed in the good. He believed in happy endings. That’s why he was fucked – so totally fucked.

He lowered his eyes and continued to walk past the group of men. He really needed to get to grips with reality. That’s one of the main reasons he was looking for a Dom – someone who could anchor him to reality. Who would make sure that he didn’t drift off into the land of wonder? If he only knew how to approach a Dom. He tried reading up on it on the internet, but there was just so much information that it made his head spin. That was the main reason for him being here tonight; maybe he could get a few tips, maybe some Dom would sweep him off his feet. ‘Stop it, Jared!' He mentally chastised himself.

Jared shrugged his shoulders in an attempt to rid himself of his daydreams and made his way over to the bar where he found an empty seat. He tried to ignore the stares that followed him. He never got it why other men would say he was hot or sexy. He knew he was good looking, but he was too freakishly tall and no one as tall as he could be called hot or sexy.

He smiled at the bartender and ordered a drink. He would stay a couple of hours just to get a feel for the place and right now he had the feeling that he would come back again. He groaned as a pair of hands wrapped around his waist. “Did you miss us?” It was the couple from outside and Jared smiled nervously. Being rude was something he could never be.

He tried to wriggle away from the man’s hands. “Please.”

“What?” The younger man asked as he also brushed up against Jared.

“I’m not comfortable with this.” Jared said even as he felt himself blush.

“Whoa, sorry.” The older man took his hands away. “We meant no harm.”

Jared smiled. “It’s okay. I’m Jared by the way.” He introduced himself.

“Rick and that’s Barry.” The older man introduced himself as well.

“Nice to meet you.” Jared responded.

“Can we buy you a drink? You know, just to say no hard feelings?” Barry asked.

“Sure, why not.” Jared said and waited for the bartender to place the drink in front of him as he showed him his ID. He was about to take a sip when Barry leant forward and at the same time someone walked into him making Barry spill his drink over Jared.

“Shit, sorry, Jared.” Barry apologized as he tried to wipe the alcohol from Jared’s shirt.

“No problem. Let me just go and clean up a bit.” Jared smiled and made his way to the bathroom. He never saw the pill being dropped into his drink.

Jensen laughed when his eye caught a guy that looked in their direction. He was clothed in nondescript clothes and in this club that made you stand out like a sore thumb. It made Jensen well aware of the fact that this was the first time this tall guy entered the club; that and the fact that he would have noticed him if he was here before. He was also not the only one who noticed of course. He saw more than one pair of eyes that followed the man and he heard some of the invites directed at him.

Jensen watched as the guy walked past them, his shoulders hunched as if he didn’t want to be so tall and that made Jensen frown. He kept his eyes on the young man until he took his seat at the bar.

“Jen?” Jeff asked as he noticed that his partner’s attention was no longer on the conversation they were having.

“Mmm?” Jensen asked and turned back to face Jeff. “Sorry, I just noticed something.”

Jeff smiled. “Something or someone?”

“Someone,” Jensen replied, as he turned their bodies so that Jeffrey could have a look at the young man.

“Nice, very young. First time here,” Jeff said. “What do you think?” They’d been looking for a sub for more than a year now but nothing seemed to fit their requirements.

“I agree, he can’t be older than twenty and he’s very unsure of himself,” Jensen answered. The conversations around them had died down; the other patrons noticed that the Dom pair no longer seemed interested in any of them. Slowly they moved away.

“Is that a bad thing?” Jeff asked as he looked at the young man. He noticed the couple that approached the youth in question and frowned. He didn’t like the sight of them, but since they were not doing anything wrong there was nothing he could do about it. He would just have to keep an eye on them.

Jensen shook his head. “Yes and no. His age, he could be very cocky, although with the fact that he’s so insecure tells me that he won’t have an attitude. But then, does he know what he wants or is this just a phase that he’s going through?”

“I don’t think it’s a phase.” Jeff answered. “Look at him. He’s not drawing attention to himself in any way. He’s here to look things out, but doesn’t want to seem over-eager. You know how the others are; they always want the limelight, want to be picked up and claimed, only to realize that this is not really what they were looking for.”

Jensen wanted to reply, but their attention was drawn away when a sub kneeled at their feet.

“Alex?” Jeff asked as he placed a hand on the young sub’s head.

“Master Jeff, Master Steve asked if you and Master Jensen would join him, please.” The young sub answered and tried not to purr aloud at the hand that was gently massaging his skull.

“Tell your Master it will be our honor.” Jeff answered after he looked at Jensen for confirmation. Both men followed the sub and for a while forgot about the young man that had piqued their interest.

Jared felt woozy and tried to make his way through the crowd to get to the restrooms. He felt drunk, but couldn’t understand why. He only had two drinks. He never drank more than two. He stumbled forward and nearly fell to the floor. He had to get some water splashed on his face; maybe it would make him feel better. He walked slowly, not wanting to bump into anyone and make a fool of himself.

Jared sighed in relief when he reached the restrooms and he could enter them. He turned the tap and let the water run into his cupped hands before he splashed it on his face. He looked up into the mirror on the wall. He looked utterly drunk. He tried to shake his head to get rid of the feeling but regretted his action immediately when the floor swooped up and he felt himself crumpling to the floor.

“Hey, easy there, Jared.” It was Barry’s voice and Jared felt relieved.

“Sorry. I’m not sure, not sure.” He stumbled over his words not even trying to finish his sentence.

“Let’s get you out of here. We’ll take you home.” Barry said as he pulled Jared to his feet. He grinned at Rick as the two men guided Jared out of the restrooms, using the back fire escape. They were going to have lots of fun this night.

Jared was grateful for the two men and let them guide him to help him out of the club. The cool air that greeted them on the outside helped a bit in clearing his vision but it didn’t make him feel better at all.

He must have groaned or said something because Barry was pulling him closer. “It’s all right. We’ve got you. We’re going to take good care of you.”

Jared frowned. “Home?” He felt himself sway again and tried to drag his hand over his face, but his limbs felt so heavy and he couldn’t even manage to pick up his hand to complete the simple task.

“We’ll take you home. Let’s get you into our car and we’ll take you home.” Rick answered as he brushed his body against Jared’s tall figure. He could feel himself hardening and cursed for not being able to park nearer.

“You’re such a pretty boy.” Barry dragged his hands through Jared’s hair as he whispered the words into Jared’s ear. “We’re gonna make you feel so special.” He pushed against Jared as he rubbed his own hardened cock against Jared’s thigh.

Slowly they made their way to their parked car, every now and again giving Jared the opportunity to catch his breath, or giving them the opportunity to rub themselves against the drugged man. Rick propped Jared against the car while Barry started to unlock it.

“Can’t wait to take you hard and fast. I’m gonna fuck you so good, you’ll beg for more.” He said as he leaned in and caught Jared’s mouth with his and forced his tongue inside of Jared’s mouth to kiss him hard.

Jared frowned. He couldn’t understand what was going on around him. His feet felt heavy and he had difficulties in understanding what the two men were saying to him. He looked around and frowned. He couldn’t even remember how he got there. He just wanted to go home and die. When a tongue entered his mouth, Jared jolted away. “No!” He groaned. He may be drunk, but this was not what he wanted. He tried to push the man away, but once again, his limbs refused to work.

“Shh, it’s all right. Just relax. You’re gonna like this, I promise.” Rick said as he let his hand travel lower and cupped Jared through his jeans.

Jared tried to push the man away again, but he only managed to press himself deeper into Rick’s touch.

“See, you do like it already.” Rick grinned as he palmed Jared through his jeans. He could feel Jared harden under his touch.

“Please.” Jared begged, he didn’t want to do this.

“Begging, already. You’re a real slut aren’t you?” It was Barry’s voice and Jared could feel the second pair of hands on him, this time circling his torso before the hands dipped underneath his shirt and started to play with his nipples.

“Don’t.” He tried to move away but was shoved back hard against the car.

“Don’t play hard to get, slut. We know you want this. Hell, we made sure you want this. Just let the drugs to their work. It will make you feel so good.” Rick said as he moved in behind Jared and pulled Jared against his chest.

“Feel this, Jared?” Barry said as he positioned himself in front of Jared and ground hard against him, letting his cock thrust against Jared’s groin. “You’re going to beg for it – hard and long.”

Jared tried to move away again, but his arms were pinned to his sides and he could feel the engorged cock as it pressed up against him from behind. “No.” He had to get away, it didn’t matter how drunk he was, and he didn’t want this. He had to get away.

When Barry leaned in towards him, Jared did the only thing he could think of at that moment and brought his head forward with all the strength he had left in him and caught the other man on the nose. He felt the bone break against his head and as Barry moved away from him, he slammed his head back and hit Rick hard on the head as well. Both men let go of him and Jared knew he had only one chance and even though his legs felt like they were cemented into place, he forced them to obey his commands and stumbled forward and then started to stagger away.

He had no idea where he was going to, but he knew he had to get away. His eye caught an alley and he ducked inside. There was an industrial waste bin that he crept in behind. He just hoped they would not look for him here. His body shivered and the adrenalin that he used to get him this far depleted fast, the nausea slammed into him as he heaved violently. He couldn’t help it and knew that if they heard him he would not be able to fight back again. He crawled into a tight ball not even caring that he was lying in his own sick as he heard running footsteps approach the alley.

He shuddered as one of the men laughed right next to him. “You’re not very good at playing hide and seek, are you?” Rick growled as he pulled Jared up by his hair. “You’re going to regret running away.” He kissed Jared hard, nipping at his bottom lip, sucking hard, worrying the bruise that appeared.

Jared tried to fight again but the last of his strength vaporized and he couldn’t even manage to turn his head away as Rick started to kiss him.

“Gonna fuck you so hard.” Barry said as he helped his partner pull Jared deeper into the alley. Already his hands were on Jared’s trouser, lowering the zipper and palming Jared’s crotch. “Gonna make sure that even though you won’t remember much of this tomorrow, the sting in your ass will stay with you for at least a week.”

Jared struggled as the man stripped him of his jeans and underwear, just letting it sit around his knees as he was forced onto his front and his ass lifted into the air. Rick held onto his forearms leaving Jared with no leverage to move. He screamed when the wet head of a cock pressed up against his puckered hole and kept on screaming as Rick pushed forward, not giving a damn that he was tearing the young man apart as he entered him in one powerful thrust.

Jared sobbed as Rick pounded into him, the waves of pain threatened to bind together with the clouds of darkness that surrounded the edge of his vision. He was determined to not give Rick that mercy though and he managed to stay half-lucid throughout the whole ordeal. He was dimly aware that the men changed positions and by the time he was breached again he could only whimper, the drugs made sure that everything around him was numbed. He was not even aware when Barry ejaculated within him before he got pushed to the side. The whole ordeal lasted only a few minutes.

“Let’s get out of here. There’s no way he would remember any of this tomorrow. Let’s just go.” Rick said as he tucked himself into his trousers. His head hurt like hell and he could see by the streetlight that Barry’s nose was still spewing blood.

Jensen frowned as he saw the young man stumble towards the bathroom. He had kept an eye on him since they sat down with their friends and knew that the young man only had two drinks. He wanted to get up to go and find out if he was all right when he saw the man’s friends heading in the restroom’s direction and it made him relax. It looked like his friends had it sorted out. What made his blood run cold was when Steve spoke up.

“Well, well. I never thought I would see those two here.” He indicated with his head to the two men who disappeared into the bathroom.

“What do you mean?” Jeff asked. He had also been keeping an eye on the tall young man and frowned when he saw how unstable he was on his feet.

“They have this tendency to pick up single guys and then drug them – or so the rumors go. No charges were laid against them because none of the victims could remember much of anything the next day. It’s always just circumstantial evidence.” He shrugged his shoulders.

“Why did you not tell us earlier, Steve?” Jensen growled as he got to his feet.

“What? I only saw them just now and I told you.” He frowned. He could see the Dom pair was clearly agitated with something.

“Steve, call the bouncers. I want those two removed.” Jeffrey said as he rose to his feet as well.

“They’re taking too long.” Jensen said as he looked over to his partner. He saw the same concern in Jeff’s eyes that he knew was in his own.

Jeff nodded his head and then cussed. “The fucking fire escape. They must have gone out through the fucking fire escape.” He didn’t wait for anyone but made his way to the restrooms while Jensen hurried out through the club’s main entrance. Both men just knew that they had to act quickly.

Jeff found the restrooms empty and cursed when he found the fire exit open. “Fucking hell.” He ran out and looked around. Everything seemed quiet around there and he didn’t hear any footsteps. He ran to the side of the club. They had to be somewhere and he sent up a prayer that they hadn’t managed to drive away.

Jensen made his way through the crowd and burst out into the darkness. He could hear voices from the side and sprinted in that direction. He saw the two men coming from one of the side alleys. “Hey!” He called out and ran to them. He was not surprised when they started to run.

“Stop!” He shouted again and started to chase them. He nearly caught up when the larger one of the two turned around and charged him.

He could see that the man’s noise was broken and he had to smile – even if it was just for a second. He didn’t even hesitate and when the man came within striking distance he pulled back his fist and made sure it landed right on the broken appendage. The man stumbled backwards before letting out a growl of pain and anger and then stormed back at Jensen, hitting him low and making them both fall to the ground.

Jensen bucked his hips, managed to lift the man off him, and shoved him away. There was no way he would be taken down. He circled the man, but at the same time kept an eye on the second man and wished Jeff would hurry up. He knew he would be able to take both men down, but it would just be so much quicker if Jeff helped.

The second man approached him from the side and Jensen widened his stance. He prepared himself for both of them to tackle him at the same time and was not surprised when they did just that. He used his skills and managed to get one with another upper cut before he crouched as a blow swept towards him, letting it sail harmlessly over his head.

He punched his first attacker before letting another blow hit the second one. Both men backed up a bit. “What? Don’t you want to fight anymore?” He grinned and knew he sounded cocky.

“We’ll have you for breakfast, bitch.” The larger one grunted as he spit some blood to the side and launched himself towards Jensen again.

Jensen side-stepped him, but momentarily forgot about the second guy. He felt himself being pushed against the wall roughly before fists were hitting him hard all over his body and he couldn’t stifle the groan that left his body.

He tried to push the men away, but he was pinned hard and he used his foot to step forward before he brought it hard down on the man’s toes. The grip loosened enough and he managed to get away from the wall. Both men encircled him again.

“Two against one, never sounded fair to me.” A voice called out and Jensen couldn’t help but grin. Jeff was here.

The two men turned their attention towards the voice and Jensen took his chance. He grabbed hold of one guy and slammed him hard against the wall. He knew Jeff would take care of the other. “Where was the man that was with you?” He growled.

The man smirked. “I’ve got no fucking idea what you’re talking about.”

Jensen landed a fist to the man’s stomach, loving the sound the man made as his breath left his body. “Try again.”

The man wheezed, but managed to raise his fists and landed a hit on Jensen’s jaw. “Fuck off.”

“Then have it your way.” Jensen shook his head and pummeled the man. He always had a nasty temper that he usually controlled. Until it came to nights like this. He didn’t even notice that the man started to plead, but kept on letting his hits find flesh again and again. His name was what brought him to stop.

“He’s had enough, Jensen.” Jeff said as he pulled his partner away from the bleeding man, pinned Jensen against the wall, and took his mouth into a deep kiss. He knew this is what Jensen needed to get grounded again.

Jensen felt himself relax as Jeff’s mouth slid over his, nipping his mouth at the corner, scraping his teeth across Jensen’s bottom lip, asking permission to enter which Jensen gave up gladly. Their tongues met each other half way, lapping and teasing before Jensen let Jeff take control over the kiss. He could hear himself groan when Jeff moved away.

“Feeling better?” Jeff asked as he placed his head in Jensen’s nape and lapped at the beating pulse point to calm his lover down some more.

“Yes.” Jensen answered and pressed himself further against Jeff. He knew that tonight Jeff would take care of him, make him forget about what happened here.

Jeff turned his attention away from his partner and looked at the two bleeding men at his feet. “Do you know where the man is that you drugged and dragged out of the club?”

“He ran off.” The large one wheezed.

“Where to?” Jeff asked. He had a feeling they were lying and he didn’t like the sound of it.

The large one shrugged his shoulder. “Lost sight of him.”

“What did you give him?” Jeff wanted to tear them apart. He was getting more and more concerned.

It was the younger man that grinned. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” He was still cocky.

Jeff heard Jensen growl. “We don’t have time for this. We need to find him, Jensen.” He pulled Jensen back as he saw some of the bouncers making their way over. “Get them out of here, make sure they’re secured and call the police.” Jeff ordered.

“Start looking for him, Jensen, I don’t think he would’ve gotten far.” Jeff said as he pushed Jensen into one direction. They had to find the young man and they had to find him soon.

Jeff moved slowly between the cars, making sure to look underneath each parked vehicle and to test the doors to see if one was left open that the younger man had crawled inside. By the time he reached the end of the parking lot, he was feeling desperate. ‘Maybe he did manage to run away,’ Jeffrey thought, but couldn’t convince himself of that. He had to be here somewhere. He turned around and made his way back to the club when he heard Jensen’s voice calling out to him. His lover sounded frantic. Jeff started to run.

Jensen was leaning over a figure when Jeff turned into the alley the sound came from. He could hear Jensen’s concerned voice echoing through the empty passageway. “Come on buddy, open your eyes for me, come on.”

Jeff kneeled next to his partner and couldn’t help but gag at the smell. “Fuck.” He started to breathe through his mouth, just to make sure he could get some air into his body. “We need to move him into the light Jen, we can’t help him here in the dark.”

Jensen nodded his head and with Jeff’s help, they moved the young man closer to the entry of the alley to get a better look. Both men gasped when they saw the young man’s trousers pooled around his knees.

“FUCK!” Jensen screamed out in anger, but stayed put as Jeff placed a hand on his arm. “The police are on their way, we need to help him.” Jeff could feel the anger building up in himself as well. It was clear that the young man had been raped, and he was glad that he ordered the bouncers to secure the two guys who did this. They wouldn’t get away with it.

The young man had blood on his face, but no apparent injuries, that was a good sign. Together the two men started to check the unconscious man for further harm. His breathing was very shallow and he was warm to the touch. “Come on buddy, wake up for me. I need to know if you’re okay, come on.” Jeffrey used his knuckles to rub hard over Jared’s sternum and smiled when he got a reaction.

“That’s good. You feel that? Come on, open your eyes and I’ll stop.” Jeff continued talking to Jared and rubbed hard again. This time Jared tried to swipe his hand away. “Come on buddy, you can do it, open your eyes for me.”

Jared could hear someone talking to him, but he felt safe in the fog that surrounded him even though he felt so hot at the same time. He frowned as something painful moved across his chest and he groaned. It happened again and this time he tried to get the thing that hurt him to stop. His hand was met by something strong and cool to his touch. He whimpered as the object once again caused him pain. Slowly he opened his eyes and gasped as his whole body flared up in pain.

Jared whimpered softly. He could see the concern on the face hovering above him and frowned. A second face came into his line of sight and he frowned slightly. “What?” He shook his head.

“Shh, it’s okay. Just take it easy and we’ll get you out of here.” The man who spoke to him before, said. “I need to check that you’ve got no hidden injuries, so I’m going to lift your shirt.” Jeff said as he slowly started to pull Jared’s shirt upwards. None of the two men was prepared for the violent reaction they got.

The moment the man touched his shirt and started to pull it up, Jared started to fight. “NO.” He shouted as he tried to get upright and away from the hands that touched him. He managed to lash out with his fist and caught Jeff on the side of his jaw before his arms were lifted over his head and he was held down. “No, please, no.” He struggled hard but his movements remained sluggish.

“Hey, look at me. Come on buddy, look at me.” It was the second man that was holding his arms and hands locked above his head that was talking to him. Jared could feel a wave of dizziness descending on him and he groaned before he closed his eyes.

“Shh, it’s okay; just take some nice deep breaths for me. As deep as you can.” The second voice told him and Jared felt himself doing just that. He was extremely uncomfortable with the fact that his arms were held tight but at the same time he felt oddly calm.

“You’re doing great; just keep on taking deep breaths for me.” Jensen coached Jared while he looked at Jeff to see if he’s partner was all right.

Jeff nodded his head as he gingerly touched his jaw. “I’ll live. Keep talking to him, I need to get his trousers up before we can move him out of here. I’m not going to try and see if he’s injured, we’ll let the paramedics do that.”

“What are we going to do with him?” Jensen asked, as he loosened the grip he had on Jared when he felt the younger man was no longer straining against him.

“Let’s get him into the club. I don’t want the paramedics to struggle in the dark. It would be easier for them and for him.” Jeff replied as he stepped back so that Jensen could get up before the two of them tried to move the younger man back into the club again.

“We’ll be taking him to St. Angel’s hospital, down town,” the paramedic indicated as they pushed the gurney into the back of the ambulance.

“Thanks.” Jeff replied. His arm across Jensen’s shoulder, keeping his partner grounded. “We’ll follow you.”

The paramedic nodded his head before he got into the back of the ambulance and closed the door behind him. Jeff and Jensen looked on as the ambulance pulled away into the night.

“Let’s go.” Jeff said as he pulled Jensen towards him. “I’ve arranged with the police to take our statements later.” He knew Jensen would not stay here but would want to go to the hospital as soon as possible.

“He looked so lost.” Jensen whispered and shuddered. When they got Jared to the club, they managed to find his driver’s license and then at least knew his name. At that stage, Jared kept on drifting in and out of consciousness with some moments of clarity in between, but still very disorientated and still slurring his words.

When the paramedics arrived to assess him, he became agitated again and lashed out at anyone who came near. He only calmed down when Jensen spoke to him and even though the paramedics didn’t want to sedate him without knowing what kind of drugs were in his system, they had no choice.

Jared groaned and then sighed when he felt the cold compress against his forehead. He felt so hot. He tried to open his eyes and had to blink a few times as everything stayed blurred.

“You waking up for us, Jared?” Jensen asked as he saw Jared opening his eyes.

Jared groaned again. He felt so drowsy. “Where?”

“You’re at St. Angel’s hospital and you’re safe.” Jensen said as he dragged the cool compress across Jared’s forehead. Jared had been running a fever for the past hour and the medical personnel tried to bring it down.

“Who?” Jared asked tiredly while still trying to keep his eyes from closing again.

“My name is Jensen. My partner and I found you in the alley.” Jensen answered and once again wiped Jared’s face. Jared’s cheeks that were burning red hot with fever were slowly losing their color and Jensen had a feeling that Jared’s fever was breaking. He smiled softly and then noticed that Jared’s eyes closed once again.

“How’s he doing?” Jeff asked as he stepped into the room. He had been with the police, giving them his statement.

“He was awake just now, but seemed to have drifted off again. He’s fever is down as well.” Jensen answered as he pulled the sheet over Jared’s torso.

“That’s good.” Jeff paused and dragged his hand through Jared’s long bangs. “I’ve got a feeling that he does not sit still for a haircut.”

Jensen smiled. “I won’t argue with you on that one.” He turned his attention back to Jared as the young man started getting restless in his sleep. “Shh, it’s okay. You’re safe.” He repeated the words again, something that him and Jeff have been doing the whole evening. He kept on talking softly to Jared until the younger man finally calmed down again.

“I can’t believe he’s responding to you so easily.” Jeff said as he took his place on the other side of Jared.

Jensen grinned. “It’s because I’m sexier then you.”

Jeff laughed. “Yes my dearest, Jensen, on that point I’ll have to agree.” He leaned over Jared and kissed Jensen lightly. “You’re not leaving here tonight?”

Jensen shook his head. “No. I want to be here if he starts becoming more aware of his surroundings. I don’t want him to wake up alone, not knowing where he is.”

Jeff nodded. “Then we’re staying.” He knew the nurses would not object, especially since they all noticed the calming effect Jensen had on the young man. Jeff looked at Jensen and then at Jared. He didn’t know why, but something about Jared just made him care about the younger man. Maybe it was the way he trusted Jensen and himself.

The hospital already indicated that they would send a trauma counselor tomorrow to try and help Jared start to work through his ordeal. Jared was taken to surgery shortly after he was admitted to repair the damage done with the rape. A rape kit was taken and according to the doctor, semen was found. They also did STD tests and an HIV test as well. They were all still being processed. Jared had been drugged with Rohypnol and it would be expected that there would be some things he wouldn’t remember from tonight.

Jensen looked at his partner. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was. They’d been together for the past seven years and most people didn’t think their relationship would last since Jeffrey was twelve years older than he Jensen. “Thanks for doing this.”

“There’s no way we’re not doing this.” Jeff answered as he stepped back to take his seat next to the bed.

Jared became aware of a weight pressing against his arm and he started to panic. Images flashed through his mind of hands touching him, brushing up against him and he didn’t know where he was. He scrambled upright and even when he saw the clean white lines of the room and heard the sound of a heart monitor in his ears he still tried to get out of bed. But his limbs refused to work with him and all that he managed to do was to nearly fall out of the bed.

Jeffrey woke up the moment Jared scrambled next to him on the bed. Even before he could utter a word of comfort, Jared tried to get away, but his movements seemed uncoordinated and Jeff had to brace Jared to stop him from falling of the bed. Jeff knew Jared was panicking and he had to act quickly. “Jared, take it easy. You’re safe. No one is going to hurt you.” He tried to touch the trembling young man, but received another blow to his jaw for his effort.

“Jesus boy, you really do pack a punch.” Jeff said, as he felt a bit dizzy. He managed to get Jared back onto the bed and sighed in relief when Jensen was next to him in a flash.

“Jared, calm down. You’re safe.” Jensen said as he pushed Jared back into the mattress. The heart monitor was whining in agony as Jared’s heart rate increased. He could also see that Jared was breathing hard and knew Jared was heading towards a panic attack. He knew Jared was strong, but he had to use all of his own strength to keep his hold over the struggling man. He tried to get Jared to look at him.

“Come on, Jared, you need to calm down. You’re safe. No one is going to hurt you.” Jensen pleaded with the distraught man and couldn’t help but sigh in relief as the door to the hospital room opened and one of the nurses stormed in.

“What’s going on here?” She asked, but also didn’t hesitate to act when she saw that Jared was struggling hard against the arms that held him down. She reached the medicine cabinet where she drew a clear substance into a syringe before she pushed the plunger down into the IV line that was connected to the back of Jared’s hand.

Jensen kept the pressure on Jared’s shoulders until the young man’s breathing even out again and sighed as he stepped clear from the bed. The anguish must have shown on his face because the young nurse placed a comforting hand on his arm. “Don’t be upset. This reaction was expected, that’s why the doctor prescribed the sedative. He’ll be all right. He’s fortunate to have such good friends as you.” She smiled and stepped out of the room, leaving the three men alone again.

Jeff waited until she left the room before he addressed his lover. “He’ll be all right.” He hoped he was right but had a feeling that whatever the future held for Jared, it was going to be a rocky road.

Two Days Later

Jared awoke with the sound of soft voices to the side of him. His whole body ached and for a moment, he wondered if he was coming down with the flu. He groaned as he tried to shift on the bed and frowned as two men moved into his line of sight.

“You’re safe,” the younger man of the two addressed him.

Jared frowned. The man looked familiar, but he couldn’t quite place him. He also couldn’t understand where he was. From what he could see, he was in a hospital, but he had no recollection of being involved in an accident that would land him in this place.

Jensen saw Jared’s frown and he knew that Jared couldn’t remember what happened to him the last few days, which in a sense was a blessing. Jared had developed an allergic reaction to the drugs the thugs poisoned him with and was even placed on oxygen for two days to help him breath properly.

The trauma counselor had come by for the past two days and expected to make a return again later on in the afternoon. There was some stuff that needed to be explained to Jared, some of it neither Jensen nor Jeff looked forward to.

“Jared?” He addressed the young man again and smiled as Jared turned his gaze to look at him. “I know everything is very confusing to you right now, but all will be explained.”

“Who are you?” Jared frowned again as he tried to place the two men from where he could’ve seen them before.

“My name is Jensen. This is my partner Jeffrey.” Jensen introduced them again. The doctor did explain that there might be lapses in Jared’s memory.

“Where am I?” Jared looked around and frowned.

“You’re at the St. Angel’s hospital. You’ve been admitted here two days ago.” Jensen explained and prayed that Jared didn’t start asking more question.

“Why?” Jared asked. He had no recollection of being ill or of being in an accident. In fact, it was as if his mind was a blank slate if he looked back. He wasn’t even sure what the last thing was that he could remember.

Jensen looked over at Jeff and wanted to answer when the door to the room opened and the trauma counselor stepped in. “Good to see you awake. I thought you’d never wake up.” The man smiled and stepped towards the bed.

“My name is Tom Welling.”

Jensen noticed that Tom didn’t elaborate what his duties entailed. They'd discussed between the three of them and they’d decided that Tom would tell Jared what happened to him alone. They didn’t want Jared to feel uncomfortable with them around.

Jared frowned. He had no idea why any of these men were here. “Are you from the police?”

Tom shook his head. “No, Jared, I’m not with the police. I’m a trauma counselor.”

“Trauma counselor?” Jared sounded confused. “What’s going on?”

“I’ll explain everything to you.” Tom replied as Jensen and Jeff stood up to leave the room.

“We’ll be outside.” Jensen said as he and Jeff left the room.

“Jared,” Tom started. “What is the last thing you can remember...?”