I know this whole book is just trash XD. but here... You all deserve another chapter. I've been slacking. If ur still here, thanks xD

The love birds quickly realized that Mark Pellegrino was in fact a cheater. He was using Jensen and Misha as an escape from his b**chy wife. They quickly kicked him out, but not quick enough. She found out and filed a divorce. Once Mark left, Misha wasn't too thrilled. His Jen was right, the hoe was very rough... And then on top of the pain he felt like a homewrecker. Jensen decided that the last week of his life, he just wanted to throw away, never to again look at it. He didn't know what to do about Misha either. His baby was constantly blaming himself for what happened.

It wasn't untill... 4 months later. Misha's depression, he was getting so much better. Jensen was so proud of his baby boy. There hadn't been any mentions of self harm, he was eating normal. He was happy. Jensen thought it was time although. He had been planning it for a while! Everything else was perfect, so 'why not,' he thought. He was gonna go get a ring and plan a dinner and everything. But it didn't turn out like he planned.

"Hey Misha... I'll be back in a little bit. I'm gonna go to the grocery store, babe."

"Hurry back!" He cooed. "I'm gonna miss you too much, daddy."

Jensen ran into the kitchen, where his boy was and kissed him on the cheek. His full lips almost made sparks appear on Misha's soft skin. "I love you," he whispered in the same spot before breaking away.

Jensen left, in a hurry, so excited for the plan he had. He didn't have a care in the world about leaving Misha home anymore either. But something about Danneel still bothered him. He remembered about how she said she loved him, but they ended up not being able to be more then friends. It upset him because he didn't want it to turn out like that with Misha. Misha and Vicki sorta did the same, and Jensen was beyond scared of that. He deeply loved Misha Collins.

He didn't know why the fear came to him in the car, maybe it was because he was about to make the best decision of his life. But everything all at once clouded his brain, he lost controll of his car and...

Crash

Misha Collins was singing Nicotine by Panic! At The Disco, as happy as he could be. He was cleaning up the bedroom and had all intentions of lighting candles to put in the bathroom as a surprise for when Jen got home, but his train of thought got stopped when he got a call. He didn't wanna answer because it wasn't a number he knew. But then within a few seconds his called ID loaded and it read 'EMERGENCY.' That's when he answered, quite scared. An old lady's soft voice was on the other end.

"Hello?"

"Mr.Collins?" She said with a worried tone.

"Yes? Who is this?"

"No need for that, sir... But I do work at the hospital. Your uh... You were the most recent contact on mr.Jensen Ross Ackles' contact list... We just wanted to tell you... He's been in a bad car crash and slipped into a coma."

"He- he what?"

"Sir, he is in a coma. Your friend, he's not doing so well..."

"My boyfriend." Misha corrected him. "Can I come see him?"

"It you don't care about blood, get your a$$ down here, fast..."

Misha hung up, in a panic still. The words wouldn't process in his mind. He had no clue what was going on. Why was his Jensen suffering? He didn't do anything. If anything, he felt like he deserved to be in Jen's place.

Jensen Ackles, in a paralyzed state and in a coma... All signs pointed to his death. Misha was a mess. He spend every single second beside him, mumbling encouragement. He occasionally sung to him.

"If I walked up to you, talked real smooth, threw a pick up line or two, baby would you hear me?"

He sniffled, his voice almost cracking as he thumbed over Jensen's cold hands.

"What would you think if I bought you a drink? I know you know that's scene, but baby would you see me?

You've been sitting over there playing with a bar napkin, I'm over here but I wanna be next to you

I wanna be closer than that red dress, red lipstick, Marlboro red taste on your kiss. The tattoo on your skin, that can feel my breathing in.
I wanna be that touch tonight
The chills running up your spine
So tell me what I gotta do. To get that close to you..."

He couldn't finish the song, his mouth wouldn't allow it. Tears flowed out of his eyes and they were uncontrollable.

"Cmon Jen. I need you..." He whispered weakly.

15 days passed...

Misha stayed with him. Dying people needed a reason to wake up, that's what he was told anyways. So he never left.

But there was slight improvement when nobody thought it was possible.

His breathing had increased and he could restlessly move in his sleep. Though he didn't wake up from the coma, he was internally healing.

Misha thought again that he was lucky. He didn't deserve anything he was given. A second chance. A beautiful boy. That boy, wow... There were no words to describe it. He loved him more than life itself. He'd put a ring on it, but he couldn't anything that would suit his perfect Jensen. Nothing came close to being as perfect as Mr.Ackles.

Lol prepare for another month without updating. I'm sorry. But I have a feeling this story is coming to an end soon. I'm working my butt off on sight is a gift and that's almost done as well!!! so I still hope you enjoy this... Probably not, but oh well