Jak Najlepiej Utwardzic Droge FIC: EVERYLAND (5 / 23 + Epilogue)

Title: Everyland
Author: aisisgallo
Gender: J2 AU
Chapters: 23 + Epilogue
Pairings: Jared / Jensen, Chris / Steve
Rating: NR -17
Words: 51,000 + / -
Summary: Jensen's world has collapsed after a tragedy that is not being able to overcome. And then something happens that takes you to a place beyond the real world. But who is just your imagination takes you there, or something else?

Chapter 1, Chapter 2 , Chapter3, Chapter 4 ,

CHAPTER 5

Jensen sat up in bed like a spring, looking around completely stunned. He was lying in bed in his room at the inn. The inn in your dream, the people of his dream, and the boy his dream was on the other side of the door.

- Sir? - Dyel insisted from the other side of the door.

- SSI ... yes, I'm coming. - Managed to stammer while trying clarification Jensen
had two options, collapsed completely and let this madness end up with it or go with the flow and find a way back to New York and ending it all. If someone had asked him 24 hours before how he would react, would ensure that it would die in one-horse town, but surprisingly did not feel like giving up, I had to get out of there.

Jensen got out of bed, took a quick shower and dressed in the clothes of the previous day, mentally noting that I had to find a way to get clothes clean. Then he lowered the bar restsTMLXC - see, it is not necessary, sir. Yesterday we learned of the situation here, and we spent the night studying your case, I'm here on behalf of the group, to give you the information you need. Jensen

looked a little surprised there was something in the back of his mind that made him suspicious of the man, but on the other hand, would help to return to New York, so ... - Well, fine. What do I have to do?







Steve opened the door of the room and looked Jensen, Looked into his eyes for a hint of what was happening. - What about Steve?

- Nothing. I'll take you to lunch. You've been pretty much sitting in that chair.

- Steve Shit! - Chris punched him in the shoulder with angry gesture. - You scared me to death!

- Ow! - Steve complained rubbing the spot where he had been beaten. - So thank me invite you to dinner?

- You're an idiot.

- Yes, that's why I want. - Steve replied putting Lips. Chris smiled

byHRIS rested his elbows on the table staring at Steve. - Let go.

- What?

- Come on Steve, you know. I've been wanting to say something since we arrived. Drop it now. Is it about Jensen?

Steve sighed and sank back to rest on the back of the chair. - Yes, it's about Jensen.

- What?

- I've been talking to the doctor Chris. And the truth is that he is quite surprised.

- Why?

- You know that after this ma & np; oacute; his words for a moment, in fact, one could say that it required something like that demonstrated the authenticity of his "Bible" particular. Almost like a Christian to show that everything the Bible says is true. Seen from this point of view, was a reason strong enough to render all necessary assistance.

- Okay, so I have several questions - Zest sighed relieved to see that Jensen was willing to follow the plan. - What is the first stone and how to find it?

- It is said that the stone is the center of the original world. According to the ancient books incute n wrong.

- We were not mistaken, sir. Books say,
"There will come a man can live in both worlds, come to the fourth island, and will be received by the sacred stone. That man, and only he can return to report the Worlds "
. - Zest shrugged as if everything is obvious. - It is clear that this man is you, Mr. Ackles. You came from another world, and appeared on the edge of the forest, near the sacred stone that is on the outskirts.

Jensen thought for a moment, everything was crazy behind otaba saying, and suddenly, something seemed to fit in your brain and a smile lit her face.

- Oh, right! You came last night and this morning is down to the bar right from your room, and from what I see, nor even look out the window.

- Huh? - This time it was Jensen who seemed not to understand anything.

- If I came out, sir. - Zeste said rising from his chair and gesturing with his hand toward the door of the bar. - As they say, a picture is worth a thousand words.



CHAPTER 6.

Milena-verba.de Films FIC: EVERYLAND (4 / 23 + Epilogue)

Jensen had to make some noise as he looked preoccupied, because Dyel suddenly looked up and saw that it was observed an expression of something like fear in his eyes. He covered the hood quickly and without saying anything took the truck and walked along the road surrounding the house. Jensen

stood there, looking for a while the place where he had gone Dyel, unable to react, and again and again wondering why someone so handsome hiding from the view of the world. Finally, he shook his head as if trying to remove andl thought, sighing and re-entered the hall and headed for the stairs.

The room was simple but was clean and spacious with a good bed, a bathroom with shower and bathtub and a closet to store clothing. There were also a couple of chairs and a table on one side of the room. To see the bed, Jensen felt as if all the fatigue that had accumulated over again is heavier than lead, and suddenly fell on his shoulders.
His brain seemed disconnected from everything that had happened during the Diaye only thing recorded was the bed que in front of him, so Jensen finally gave up and after removing clothes dropped on the bed and fell asleep almost instantly.






- Eh, eh, calm Jensen. - Chris Jensen was holding her by the shoulders preventing him out of bed. - Jen, come on, be quiet, you better not move until you see the doctor. - Chris said as he pressed the call button for the nurses.

Steve and he had arrived at the hospital at eight o'clock, the hour at which the shift began Steve- Last night. - Jensen ran a hand over his face. - I ... - suddenly turned into bed with a quick and leaned forward putting his head on one side, and began to vomit on the floor. - Jesus, Jen! - Chris Ely approached grabbed her by the shoulders, gently rubbing her back not knowing what else to do. Then a nurse came in when he saw the picture habitacióny ran into the BATHING took a punt that gave Jensen. Half an hour later, Chris was turningthat everything had been exhausted. More. So stay was limited to lying in bed staring at the ceiling and the images of that dream spinning in your mind over and over again.

- What did you say? - Chris asked looking at him strangely.

- Huh? I did not say anything. - Jensen said, frowning.
- Yes, you said something. You were there staring at the ceiling and you said something, "diel" or something. - Dyel?

- Yes What's that? - Chris rose from his chair by the bed and sat on the edge of the bed, laying a hand on Jensen's knee. - What is it Jensen?

- No ... I do not know ... it's nothing. Chris Jensen looked at with some suspicion. - Jen, come on, do not give me those, I know something is going on in that head of yours. What is Dyel? - Chris Not ... really, nothing. Just ... a dream.

- A dream?

- Yes, only that it was very real, almost as if he had really lived, and I can not get that nameDo not know what happens to me Chris, it is as if he needed to go back.

- Back? Where Jen? - Chris asked him with great concern. Jensen knew what was wrong from Frank, but did not think it was bad. Then

Jensen grabbed his shirt and shaking vigorously increasingly looked into her eyes. - To dream Chris. I have to go back to sleep. Jensen

kept repeating that endlessly, over and over again, as she clung to Chris desesperacióny almost tears rolling down their musselsplants and seeds. That word repeated endlessly, and wanted to go, I had to return. Finally
Chris called the nurses to give him a sedative, and when you finally took effect, Jensen fell asleep, curled up between the sheets, made a ball.




Jensen The next time he opened his eyes, was when the rays of sunlight streamed in through the sale of the room fell on her face. The light made him frown, and grunted in bed he turned his back to the window.

did not want to wake up. Clearly remembereddistress that had invaded his body when he was awake, that need to see a Dyel, the boy from his sleep. The mere recollection made her heart speed up and clenched his eyes tightly, as if she could force the sueñoa sumirle into oblivion once again.

Then someone knocked on the door of the room. Jensen tightened, did not want to see anyone, I just wanted to let him alone. But whoever was out, he insisted and called back.

- Sir? - Dyel's voice came from the other side of the door. - It & amp; about girls, or there is someone down who wants to talk with you, says he knows how to return to New York.




CHAPTER 5.

Ovarian Cancer And Dermatitis FIC: EVERYLAND (3 / 23 + Epilogue)

Title: Everyland
Author: aisisgallo
Gender: J2 AU
Chapters: 23 + Epilogue
Pairings: Jared / Jensen, Chris / Steve
Rating: NR-17
Words: 51,000 + / -
Summary: Jensen's world has collapsed after a tragedy that is not being able to overcome. And then something happens that takes you to a place beyond the real world. But who is just your imagination takes you there, or something else?

Chapter 1, Chapter 2 ,

Ceina and concern for the state of Jensen, was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

was walking around the room like a caged lion when suddenly the door opened and Steve came in looking tired closing behind him. Chris came to him quickly. - How are you? - Said with concern.
- will come out of this. We've done a stomach pumped, and had something of hypothermia, but it'll be fine. In a couple of days you can go home. Chris exhaled was retained in the lungsand ran his hand over his face, then went over to Steve and he put his arms around her head on his chest. Steve hugged her back rubbing her back to reassure him.

- What will we do with it Steve? This is increasingly worse. If he keeps this going to end up doing something that has no cure.

Steve pulled the hug and sighed. - Yes, I know. But if not let us help you, it's hard to do anything. All we can do is be there when you need us. - I have the feeling that this is no longer sufficient, if nothe had dropped the scarf in the corner, now might be dead. - But it is Chris, we have to hold on to that and continue to support him at all times. Chris

departed a little Steve and I looked into his eyes. - You look tired, you want some coffee?

- I was thinking we could go home a few hours to rest. Jensen is not going to wake up at least until morning, sedated, and I have morning shift, so we will rather sleep a few hours.

- Yes, of course. "I can see you before we go?

- S & iat; Islet? There is no island! - That was her headache worsened, and Jensen put his hand to his head, closing his eyes for a moment as he dropped an oath.

- You all right sir? If you want I can accompany you to the inn, I work there, and you can rest a little.

- La posada. Well. - At least it was a start, surely there could extract some and get information about what was happening. - Yes, okay, go to the inn.

- Good lord. Follow me.

Without another wordThe man turned and started walking with the lamp raised before him to light their way.

They advanced about fifty yards uphill and when they reached the highest point, suddenly appeared before them a people who settled in a small valley below. Just could see some lights that illuminated the streets and the silhouettes of the houses forming the village. The boy turned to Jensen and pointed with his free hand toward the valley.

- This is the town of Khormik, sir. Not great, but is a good town to live. Jensen

would reply that he did not think vivista time there are always empty rooms, so I have no problem.

When they reached the inn door, the man turned off the lamp in his hand and put it on a block of stone in the entrance, then opened the door and followed by Jensen.

- DYEL! Damn lazy! - Jensen turned to the place from which came the screams and saw a woman in her fifties, a lot about weight and wearing a blue dress partly covered by a white apron, came from behind , s of the bar with side pocer how literally cringed in fear before the woman he imagined that he suffered beatings were something usual, and could not prevent a kind of need to protect him suddenly invaded.

She turned at the voice of Jensen, and the boy took the distraction to run to the door in the back of the inn and go for it.

Seeing Jensen, the woman immediately changed her expression and a false smile appeared on his face. - Well, good evening sir. Are you new in town? If you need a place to sleep here, We have the best rooms. - Jensen said as he grabbed her arm and led him to one of the tables. - But first, sure you want to eat something, just come to town? Be tired of travel. DYEL! Move your ass here right now and bring coffee to the gentleman! Dyel

appeared almost immediately behind the bar and after grabbing a glass and pitcher approached the table where he sat Jensen. This could not help but notice that although it was hot in there, the boy still had the long robe, the hood still over his face, and bore thera to tell him how he could return to New York. Aldoun

looked down at the table and sighed. - Well, if you want to know how to get back to New York, we will tell you. Zester, - said turning to the man.

- Yes sir?

- I want that tomorrow you get to the inn, go talk to Ely tell him that you know how to return to New York.

- Can you back, sir?

- Yes If the door opens you can go wherever he wants. Once you open the door for us, and not l