“ I know, Jen. And I doubt he found her. She still talks to Krystal, and Krys hasn’t said anything about Ian. It’s okay, Jen.”He muttered before wincing as he realized where she was. Not only with a ex-boyfriend, but a countries and a nearly 19 hour plane ride away. Daneel was going to kill him. Not that he doubted Jensen would go anyways.
Later, Jackie frowned a little as she heard the doorbell, frowning because she knew it was to early for Sebastian to be home, much less ringing his own doorbell. And considering that she’d chosen his place, not only for his company, but because people so rarely-besides Chris Evans, but he was filming so it wasn’t much of a chance he’d show up randomly-that no one came here. Frowning as she detoured from the kitchen to the front hall, not even considering what she was wearing. Looking through the peephole her eyes went wide as she considered the exhausted looking man on hte other side, resting her head against the wood, wondering if he’d wait long enough to let her get dressed, before deciding she had a better chance of convincing him of leaving if she answered the door in the simply lannel shirt and boy short undies she was wearing, the shirt comfy and soft, short enough to start showing she was pregnant.
But that wasn’t the only change. It was obvious she was pregnant now, but she was slender, almost painfully so, the shadows under her eyes nearly as dark as if she’d broken her nose, pale and gaunt, she looked sick, as if the pregnancy was taking everything. And it was. The only reason she was as healthy as she was, was for the child she carried. But as her heart leeched away, it took everything to care about what was going on. And the mishap of con and what followed had made a already fragile woman broken, sapping what little strength she’d built up since leaving Ian. Sighing quietly she rubbed a hand over her face, considering leaving Jensen outside before pulling the door open, leaning against it a little bit.
“Jackles.”