Stockholm, 1973 7/7 THE END

[soncnica]

Title: Stockholm, 1973 7/7 THE END
Author: soncnica
Rating: I'll go with 'R'
Genre/pairing: Jared, Jensen (no pairing), AU
Characters: Jared, Jensen
Word count: cca. 5.083 this chapter
Summary: Jared is a serial killer. Jensen is his next victim. If your google-fu is awesome, googling the title of this fic will give you an idea how this fic will end. 
Warnings: Well Jared is a serial killer with a desire to see and make people bleed so... warnings? Dark!fic, knives, blood, drugs, kinda psycho Jared, no disfiguration for Jensen or anything like that, language. And NO CHARACTER DEATH... 
Disclaimer: I seriously only own the grammar/spelling mistakes. Everything else is not mine! NOT MINE!
A/N: My notes can be found in the story.

This is the LAST chapter, thank you everyone for reading!

-:--:-

Jensen shivered, looking at the knife Jared was holding in his hand.

The blade that was moments ago slicing through his skin had a smidge of blood on it, just a little bit… just so much that Jared was… smelling it?

Jensen wanted to close his eyes, but… watching Jared smell the blood on the knife… his fuckin' blood… blood for crying out loud… was fascinating.

Jared got his smell back, after smelling nothing, nothing at all for fourteen years and… now he smells blood as his favorite thing to do?

So messed up… and yet… fascinating.

Jensen cleared his throat: "Why did you get shot?"

"'s the darkness gone now?"

Jensen didn't know what to say to that… and when you don't know what to say to something … it's better to ignore it.

"Who shot ya?"

-:-:-

Jared sighed and placed the knife by Jensen's head, watching with a smirk when Jensen rotated his head to look at it… probably thinking: so close, yet so far away.

He bent down to dig through his duffle, finding a new T-shirt and putting it on. Being naked was not his style. Victims are the ones to be naked, victims were the ones who had to be presented to him with skin and only skin.

"Store robbery gone wrong, or something. Wrong place, wrong time. I don't know. My parents told me what happened, but man… I was just.. smelling, ya know! I just wanted to smell stuff."

Jensen understood that. He did. Don't ask him why, but… he understood. Four years ago his leg got hurt, knee still hurtin' sometimes like sonofabitch, but when he made that first step; first step after weeks of healing… nothing else mattered.

Just walking. That mattered.

Running. That mattered too.

"Yeah, know about that. Wrong place, wrong time."

He licked his lips, feeling them dry and chapped.

Jared grabbed the knife again, ending the conversation just like that watching Jensen flinch and pull his fingers into a fist.

As if that will help him.

As if that will save him.

As if that will make a difference.

Well, it won't.

-:-:-

Jensen stared up at Jared's face… some would say that a battle was going on between them… who'd win, was the million dollar question.

And then Jared placed his left hand near Jensen's head and leaned down, the knife still held strongly in his grasp.

Jared won. He'll always win.

"You have all this… perfect skin, ya know? Perfect man… it just begs to be painted on."

Jensen flinched and hissed when he felt something cold on his hot skin; something running from his neck, down the middle of his chest, around his belly button and back up to his neck.

"So beautiful… can you imagine it turning red?"

The coldness was back, now running from his neck, around his right nipple, zigzagging on his stomach, around his left nipple and back to his neck.

He raised his head up as much as he could and saw that the coldness was actually the back of the knife sliding over his heated skin.

"Fuck…" he cursed and banged his head on Jared's T-shirt that cushioned the impact.

Fuck… now he can't even knock himself out. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

"Red and white, man… red and white are the new black and white," Jared chuckled, "well they are in here."

Jensen wanted to throw up.

-:-:-

And then the sliding of Jared's knife up and down Jensen's body stopped; stopped in the middle of his chest, slid up a tiny bit and rested right on top of his heart, pushing in a little.

"I wonder if I'd stay like this for a while, if I could feel your heartbeat through the knife? What do ya think?"

Jensen closed his eyes. What does he think? He thinks that his heart will soon put up a 'I quit' sign, if this will go on for much longer.

"Open 'em. Come on."

Jensen opened his eyes just in time to see Jared spin the knife around and placing the tip of it above the place where Jensen's heart was beating wildly underneath and pressed in, puncturing the skin.

"Right here... shot me right here." he rotated the knife: "Shhhh…" until the tip of it was carving out a circle, a little bigger then a bullet's one and Jensen screamed: "Jared, stoopppp! Fuuuuuuuck, stooooop!"

Jared looked up at that; looked at Jensen's tightly closed eyes - a tear spilling through the lashes - and bared teeth and placed his left hand on Jensen's forehead, keeping the man's head to the table: "Don't move, 's okay, 's alright…" and rotated the knife one last time, taking away a round piece of skin.

"Now you'll have a scar," he stroked Jensen's forehead, feeling almost dizzy at how great it felt to hear Jensen scream, "there too. Just like me."

Jared looked at the bloody piece of skin that was hanging off of the tip of his favorite knife and brought it to his nose: "Fuckin' smells so fuckin' awesome." and threw it into a plastic bag: "Can't leave any evidence, right?" Jensen didn't know where the bag came from nor did he care, because what Jared just did…

Jensen saw darkness again.

Darkness.

-:-:-

Waking up was nothing special. Hadn't been for a long time… either it was nightmares or memories… but he always woke up sweating and thirsty with the last of his screams still attached to his lips.

"Jensen, okay… hey, come on… wake up, but don't move, alright?"

Who was that? Was he being saved? Was that the police, doctors, someone, anyone?

"H'lp." he croaked out and smacked his lips together after he unstuck his tongue from his teeth.

"Calm down, man. Alright?

Jensen opened his eyes and saw Jared.

He wanted to cry, was probably crying, but whatever. He pissed himself in front of this man, and seriously… crying was not the most embarrassing thing he already did here.

"Those were some dreams, man."

"Sc'w ya." He pulled in a breath, his chest feeling tight.

"Come on, man, haven't we been down that road before? Better just get used to being here, alright?"

"What… did you do to me?"

"Gave you a little… memento." Jared said and tapped a finger lightly on the bullet sized wound that was now covered with white gauze; the smell of some sort of antiseptic strong in the air.

Jensen raised his head up and saw… and then felt the pain.

It burned. Uff, fuck it burned and stung and before he knew it… he saw darkness again.

Darkness was becoming his friend.

Darkness was good.

-:-:-

He had no way of telling how long he's been here, in this room, strapped to the table with the maniac looking at him like he wants to eat him or drink him or smell him or whatthefuckever.

"You were dreaming again, man."

"Everyone dreams."

"You dream… nightmares."

"What do you care? What? Just… stop it."

"I can smell… when you wake up… your fear… it feels alive."

Jensen groaned. Jared was making no sense to him whatsoever. Maybe… maybe if he just nods, pretends that he gets it, maybe then Jared will back off.

"I can't make you understand, Jensen."

"Then stop."

"Can't do that either."

Goddamnit.

-:-:-

Jensen was looking through the window at how the night was fading and listened to Jared breathe next to him.

"I can show you… maybe then… maybe then you'll understand."

Jensen startled. Jared's voice was coming from somewhere near and Jensen started to fear for his sanity alongside his life. Maybe, maybe… maybe his sanity will go bye, bye first and then his life can follow, because without his sanity… well… what would be the point?

And then he felt it… a pressure at the cut Jared made below his collar bone, then the pressure started to sting and then burn and then it felt as if Jared put his whole finger into the small cut.

Oh wait a second… Jared did put his finger into the cut.

"Stoppppfuckyou!"

Jensen raised his head up just in time to see Jared's index finger dipped into the cut and raising skin up to the point of just ripping it off when Jared moved the finger left and right, gathering blood.

"Fuuuuuuckstoph, stoppah!"

Motherfucker… but it hurt.

And then Jared stopped as suddenly as he started.

Jensen was gasping for breath, his eyes closed… seeing darkness beneath his eyelids.

"Open your eyes."

Jensen shook his head.

No.

No.

No.

"Open. Your. Eyes. Jensen. Or do I have to get the duct tape?"

Fucker…

Jensen opened his eyes, still gasping for breath when he saw Jared's finger covered in blood, the red liquid running down the finger and dripping down on Jensen's chest.

Jensen wasn't one of those who faint when they see their own blood or well blood in general, but in that moment… he wanted to faint. Wanted to just… go back to that darkness.

But instead he started to laugh, ignoring the way Jared was looking at him. Dark eyes and lips tightly pressed together.

Jensen stopped laughing when Jared put his finger to Jensen's nose.

"Smell it, man. Smell it… tell me… what do you smell?"

So. Apparently Jared can get even more insane. Good to know.

"Screw you." Jensen hissed and turned his head away from the finger, but the finger followed.

"Tell me."

"Fuck you."

"Jensen," Jared sighed, "we really were down this road before. There's a nice way and there's the… not so nice way. Your choice, dude."

Fuck…

… but Jensen smelled it.

"Smells like… iron, rust."

Jared smiled: "'s what everyone says… but just smell it… go deeper."

Jensen sniffed at the finger, trying to ignore how the blood was… his. And it still smelled like iron, rust, what everyone says.

"Still smells like fuckin' rust."

Jared removed his finger from in front of Jensen's face and Jensen breathed out like he'd just been hit with fresh air and saw Jared raise the finger to his own nose and inhale deeply.

"It smells sweet… smells like life, Jensen. Life. Sometimes it runs right underneath your skin," he slid the bloody finger over the veins in Jensen's wrist, painting them red, "sometimes it runs a little deeper, sometimes you can bring it up to surface so easily, other times you have to work for it, but in the end… it's your life. And right now, it's me who can take that away from you… or not."

Jensen wanted darkness. Wanted to go away. Wanted to live. Wanted that red liquid to never stop filling his veins, because he understood now. He understood life.

-:-:-

Jensen lost some time, he knew that the second he opened his eyes and the light was turned off and the sun was shining right on him, directly on his chest.

He looked at the man who kidnapped him and hurt him and all he could think about was how one person can be so… sick.

Jared stood by the table, hands across his chest, probably deciding, deep in thought, which knife to use for whatever he'll do next and the next moment his hand was on Jensen's forehead and Jared's eyes were locked with his.

The change was instantaneous, made in a blink of an eye and it caught Jensen completely unprepared, with no way of defending himself, of no way to think up something to distract that madness shining in Jared's eyes.

He couldn't breathe when Jared leaned down, going right in his face and whispered softly: "Dunno what it is 'bout ya, can't figure it out, but…"

Jared shook his head and ran his hand through Jensen's sweaty hair.

Jensen blinked the sweat from his eyes and tried so hard to ignore the candy smelling breath that Jared breathed next to his cheek.

"Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!"

He yelled, squirming on the table, trying to put some distance between himself and Jared but… he was tied down.

Jared tied mean knots.

"No, no, no, stay still, yeah?"

Those eyes of Jared's watching him… the softness in them, those sparks of something, something mean yet kind.

Jensen squirmed and closed his eyes. He needed to block Jared's eyes, hell his entire face. Just... go into some happy place inside his head, just... hide inside his mind.

But he couldn't find any happy places in his mind. Only the one with his sister offering him gummy bears, but that just reminded him of how Jared's breath smelled.

He was screwed.

-:-:-

"Open your eyes, man. Wanna see that fear in them, come on. Open them. Can't make you understand, right… you'll never get it… showed you, you just didn't get it, but…"

The words send a shiver down Jensen's spine. But he did get it. He understood. He did. It was life in his veins, not just blood. It was never just blood. It was life.

Sonofabitch… 'm getting as insane as Jared is. Dear Lord help me.

And no, no, no, opening his eyes would just make him see Jared and that would bring back reality and he can't handle reality right now.

He needs a happy place.

But he doesn't have any.

"Jensen…" it was said as a whisper, Jared's breath tickling Jensen's nose, making him crave gummy bears, "… open your eyes, goddamnit!"

Jared yelled and Jensen opened his eyes out of instinct. Someone yells, you do what it's yelled.

"That's it…" Jensen couldn't not look directly into Jared's hair obscured eyes. They were almost… hypnotizing him into calmness.

Only when a flicker of madness flashed through them did Jensen want to fight or just die already.

"Why are you doing this? Just…" he swallowed; his mouth was so dry.

"If you let me go, I swear I'll never tell, I swear... I swear it man."

"Nawh… don't think so…"

Jensen left out a breath when Jared's eyes finally left his and travelled down his nose, mouth, chin, chest to stop and stay put on his right arm.

The knife… he could feel the cool steel of it pressing against his forearm, his skin warming it up fast, until all he could feel was the pressure of the tip travelling up and down his arm.

Jared's left hand stayed on Jensen's forehead, his palm pressing his head down to the soft T-shirt, his thumb stroking Jensen's temple in smooth, small circles.

"Just wanna see you bleed again. Fuckin' addictive, man."

Jared whispered and before Jensen found something to say to that, before he could even draw in a quick breath, Jared pressed the knife through Jensen's skin and pulled.

Jensen screamed, closed his eyes and buckled up, pressing his head down and up, but was stopped by Jared's palm on his head pressing him down.

"Shhhh, shhh. 's okay, 's okay."
Were the words that made Jensen pull in a breath and cry out: "Fuuuuck!"

"You bleed… perfectly."

There was awe in Jared's voice as if he never saw anyone bleed before, as if he never saw Jensen bleed before.

-:-:-

Jensen wanted to throw up at the feeling of wetness and cold pain that started to run down his wrist.

"Makes me wanna cut you all over, man. Make you bleed all over."

"No… stop, stop. Man, please…"

His pleading died on the tip of his dry tongue when Jared cut up from his elbow to his shoulder.

There was no air in the room, there was only him screaming himself hoarse.

When he sucked in a breath finally after what felt like eternity, Jared's smile was what greeted him.

"Stop, please… stop… stop." He whimpered, choking on a sob. Fuck, but he will not cry. Not again. No more.

Even though tears were already running down his face. But those were tears of pain, it wasn't crying.

"Hey, hey… 's okay…" Jared said while stroking the sweaty spikes of Jensen's hair, "I'll take my time." And then leaning down to smell at the blood running down Jensen's arm: "Smells so good."

-:-:-

The clank of Jared putting down the knife was sharp, the press of something against the cuts was soft, Jared's hand on his forehead was scorching hot… and Jensen just wanted to breathe.

He looked up at the light, imagining a ceiling, imagining he didn't hurt like someone lit his arm on fuckin' fire.

But there was just darkness.

Jared and darkness.

Jared with a needle in his hand, pushing out air, with clear liquid shining at the tip.

"What…" he swallowed, "what's that?"

Jared smiled. It wasn't a nice smile.

"Jared…"

Jensen eyed the needle coming down to his arm: "Don't… don't, please don't…"

He started to panic… with no idea of what was in that syringe he had no way of bracing himself for whatever was to come. What if Jared will just poison him and leave him to choke on his last breaths, or what if the poison will liquefy his organs and Jared will watch 'em run out of Jensen's nose… what if…

He was starting to hyperventilate. This is bad. Fucked up and bad.

"Love that fear in your eyes, the tremble in your voice… you have no idea."

"Jared, ju- just tell- tell me."

Jensen raised his head up as much as he could to see, but all he could do was feel the sting and pressure of whatever the needle held being pushed into his vein.

"Just gonna fall asleep, alright? Gonna relax a little…"

Jared stroked his hair when something started to pull him under. Heavy eyes….

"Close your eyes…"

He did.

-:-

There was a tiny slither of light coming to burn his iris making him blink.

There was a dull kinda pain in his head making him groan. Whatever Jared gave him, must've knocked him out for some time because the sun was really hot on his skin now, burning his wounds, making him smell the blood, his life.

"You're awake. Good, real good."

"Huh?"

He tried to lift up his hands, wipe across his eyes at the tears forming there and then remembering that his hands were tied down, his legs were tied down and there was still that fuckin' belt across his chest making it harder to breathe.

Really hard to breathe.

Fuck.

Air.

He needed air.

And then Jared started laughing out loud; one of those laughs that come from deep down, from deep within your belly and soul and never seem to stop, until you cry yourself out with laughter.

Jensen was still trying to catch his breath, almost whining with how much he needed to get some air into his burning lungs. He hurt… he hurt everywhere.

"Whatcha… whatcha laug- laughing about, ya fuck- fucker?"

Jared leaned over Jensen and looked right into his teary green eyes; those eyes that held so much fear, so much unshed tears, so much pain Jared could drown in it.

"Was that as good for ya as it was for me?" Jared whispered.

Jensen's lips pulled up into a grin: "Fuck- fuckin bet - better, man."

Jared smiled so wide that his dimples showed: "You're one crazy fucker, ya know that?"

Jensen grinned wider: "Fuck… fuck yeah," his eyes sparkling with the same kinda want, need, madness Jared's eyes always possessed.

"Now untie me, man. I'm loosing feelings in my arms."

"Okay, just… come down from the high first okay? Just catch your breath and relax, alright and I'll untie you in a sec."

He started to untied Jensen; feeling the man's hands tremble slightly under his fingers, hearing Jensen try desperately to catch his breath, being really careful not to touch any bandages, not to disturb any wounds. He knocked Jensen out so that he could bandage him, and he knew that he bandaged him well, he knew that, he stitched him up so that there will be no scars on that perfect skin… he's good at what he does. Always was, always will be.

He grabbed Jensen's left hand and pulled him into a sitting position: "You okay? Dizzy? Wanna lie down for a minute longer?"

"What the fuck? No. 'm fine."

"Okay, okay…" Jared raised his hands away from Jensen's and watched the man sway a little, gripping his head with his hands.

"Okay, man, just rest for a while, alright? We have time. Just breathe and relax, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, you're right," he cleared his throat, "did you stitch the cuts okay?"

"You… don't trust me?"

Jensen looked up, still massaging his right temple with his fingers and blinked.

Jared looked hurt. He actually looked hurt by that question, his puppy dog eyes coming out to play, full of… hurt.

"I trust you. Trust you with my fuckin' life, man ya know that… don't ever question that again."

"Then why did you ask?"

"Blood loss, 's fucking with my head."

Jared smiled at that: "Okay, alright, do you want to rest for a while longer?"

He looked around the room, down at the bloody table, down at the bucket full of his blood and piss: "Naw, let's get the hell out of here, man."

-:-:-

The inside of the SUV was hot and bright, with the midday sun shining directly into the front windshield.

Jensen was looking at all his bandages, pressing his fingers on them, wanting to feel that sting, needing to feel that pain…

"Wouldja stop that, man? You're gonna break the stitches."

"Shut up 'n drive."

He didn't stop poking at the stitches and he knew that deep down Jared knows why he's doing it.

-:-:-

The road was long. It was just long. It was always long. Always… going from town to town, state to state… always on the road.

But Jensen never felt more alive. More at peace. The cuts on his body were stinging a lot, but he – fuck, what possessed him to even ask Jared that – trusted Jared, he knew that Jared did everything to make sure that there will be no permanent damage, no permanent marks, no infections, no nothing.

Except for the 'bullet' wound. That… that Jensen wanted. He wanted to have that… wanted to know how it felt for Jared, wanted to be one step closer to knowing his friend… he just wanted.

"Hey... I uh... when you were out... like when you were sleeping... when I was bandaging you up and ya know… stitching you up… you... what were you dreaming about? You didn't wanna say…"

Jared looked at Jensen sitting in the passenger seat. That man was Jared's darkness. He was his darkness from the moment they met.

"Was dreaming about the accident, ya know…" Jensen husked out, "four years ago."

Jared shifted gears, going a little slower.

"Your knee okay? I was real careful, man. Didn't hit it or anything."

"Yeah…" Jensen rubbed his knee, thinking about the accident; drunk driver, wrong place, wrong time.

"'s fine," he thought back at how that drunk driver gave him three broken ribs, broken arm and a busted leg.

"'s fine." He murmured, knowing that Jared would never, ever cause him pain there… his knee was off limits and Jared knew that.

"You remember..."

Jared didn't get the chance to finish before Jensen's: "Man, how can I forget?" interrupted him.

And really… Jensen will never forget how they tracked down the driver and man was he a screamer. For a guy who gets drunk all the time and almost kills someone, he screamed like a chick, all high notes and all. And he… he was Jensen's first kill. It was really amazing to watch… the way Jensen cut the skin over the guy's ribs into little strips, how he cut right into the guy's knee and then went around it with Mr. Fat, and how he cut and cut and cut at the man's arm.

Now that is what Jared calls poetic justice.

Jensen took his time, but when he cut the guy's throat just like that, Jared tsked. It was just too fast… and cutting someone's throat is just so… clichéd. But he told Jensen, that next time… next time will be better.

"That was awesome, man. Just awesome. You," Jared pointed at Jensen, "were awesome."

Jensen just grinned.

-:-:-

"Was dreamin' of… when we met too. When you… took me."

Took. Not kidnapped. Took. For awhile Jensen looked at it as 'kidnapped' but then… it was took. Jared took him with, took him into a new life, took him into freedom he never knew before.

Saved him.

Jared swallowed and smiled: "Man, ya pissed and shitted yourself that night. I thought I was gonna pass out from all those smells."

"I was freaking out, dude. You were a goddamned psycho, man. Just… talking all that shit, man you're lucky I didn't have a heart attack or something."

Jared adjusted his sunglasses and softly said: "I'd never kill ya, you know?"

"Didn't know that then, did I?"

"'m sorry, I kept telling you that and..."

"'s kinda hard to believe someone who's cutting into you, ya know?"

"Yeah... yeah, I know."

But it was true... Jared would never have killed Jensen… he was his canvas when everything else failed, when he couldn't find someone to be his next victim, when there was no one to take and paint and Jensen loved it. Craved it. Wanted it so badly, it made Jared's chest hurt with how lucky he got on that night four years ago. To find Jensen of all people in a small desert town's bar, for crying out loud.

Jared cleared his throat: "'m sorry."

"Don't be, man. Just.. don't. okay... coz I'm not sorry, never was sorry. Okay?"

"Yeah, okay... just.. the blood on you, how hot it was when I put my fingers in the cuts... man, I knew I wouldn't kill ya.."

Jensen cleared his throat and looked out the window. The desert in the hot midday sun. Loneliness in its finest form.

"When you first cut into me.. I felt more alive then ever, man. Just.. so.. and then the blood started flowing and I felt free, ya know? Like... free.. I loved it."

"Yeah... you said that pretty loudly back then."

Jared remembered it so clearly how Jensen all of a sudden started forming words with his screams. Yeah, those are awesome memories that he'll treasure forever.

"You remember when we killed your sis?" Jared asked.

"Fuck yeah… that bitch was screaming so loudly gave me a headache."

Yeah, Jared remembered tying up her delicate wrists and then holding her head down when Jensen cut four shallow cuts across each of her wrists and then stepping back so that Jared could stitch them up.

Man, did she scream and beg: "Jensen, Jensen, don't… don't…!" and cry and sob and pass out just to be woken up again… but he just sliced her up and down nice and slow. She deserved it too, always treating him like a piece of shit.

He showed her then… the little bitch.

"Sorry we couldn't do that today too."

"We can go piss on her grave."

Jared laughed. Sometimes, Jensen has the weirdest ideas.

"You ate gummy bears, could smell them on your breath and that's the closest I wanna get to my sis."

"Had to give ya something."

"I think we should go piss on her grave."

Jared laughed and shifted gears: "Maybe tomorrow."

There was silence after that, both remembering that day, that night four years ago when Jared first took Jensen out of that bar.

When Jared first touched all that smooth skin and made that first cut.

This.. what they did last night was their way of 'celebrating the anniversary'.. in their own twisted way, but still a way.

It was Jensen's idea… to re-enact the events of that night. He wanted Jared to give him a scar. The 'bullet' scar, he said.

"I want the scar you have. From when you were shot. I want it. Wanna feel it."

Jared was all for it, having a plan made in his head even before Jensen finished the sentence.

But then he asked: "You trust me?" because he had to make sure. Had to… make sure. Even though they had been friends for four years now, gone through some kills and shit… Jared had to ask. Make sure.

"Fuck you!" was all the answer Jared got.

-:-:-

"Here," Jared reached behind to the back seat and dropped the heavy duffle on Jensen's lap, "Mr. Skinny needs some cleaning."

"Ah, he's my favorite, man. Fuckin' hurts the most when you stick it under my skin."

Jared grinned and nodded: "I know."

Jensen helped name the knives on that dark, long stretch of road all those years ago.

"Man, I need a kill. I can feel it under my skin... man, this was like.. foreplay."

Jensen looked at him and smirked: "I got an idea."

To be honest, he could feel the need inside him too and what he and Jared just did… yeah, it was foreplay.

-:-:-

2 am:

They were at the same bar, sitting on the same chairs, with the same bartender serving them cold beer, spilling it all over the counter.

2.10am:

Closing time.

2.43 am:

The bartender was lying nice and comfy drugged out of his mind on the backseat of the black SUV, with Jared driving 90 down the road and Jensen cleaning Mr. Skinny.

"Man, he's fat. We'll have to cut real deep to get some blood out of him."

"No worries, you just get that knife clean."

3.44 am:

The bartender was screaming himself hoarse lying on the blood drenched table.

"Please, please, don't.. don't… fuuuuuuuuck!"

"Shut up you fat piece of shit. 'm gonna spill your blood like you spilled my beer all over the counter."

Jared stood back and observed Jensen. Watched his best friend work his magic.

He taught Jensen some things, some he picked up on his own through years of practice but really… Jensen was a natural and Jared felt proud.

Proud of his best friend.

Of his darkness.

The End.. I think I covered everything...didn't leave any plot holes, and if I did, just ask. AND I just have to say this, (forgive me) but: "Sometimes, things aren't what they seem to be." *wink*
Thank you so very much for reading and leaving comments and... your support meant a lot to me while writing this story. Thank you! And, man… I so need to write a happy!fic now. LOL

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Comments

[lemanya.livejournal.com]

*dances*

I did not see that coming. That was an epically amazing twist!

*loves*

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

hey!!!

LOL :) *beams* thank you!!! :)))))

S.

[josieb1.livejournal.com]

That was awesome, such a twist! Just amazing, thank you

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

*giggles* thank you for reading :)))))

and whoooot for the twist! :)) LOL

I bet no one saw that coming! :) LOL

thank you so much for reading!!! :)))

S.

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

*smirks* why? because Jensen is more sick then Jared and you can't hate him? :)
I wanted this story to be like this... because I hate it when people assume something about someone OR assume something about a story.... so yeah... LOL :) and you of all people should understand that *hugs U*

I'm really happy about this fic, I'm very comfortable with how it turned out! :)

but yey for no plot holes... I was worried about that :) phew :)

thank you for reading! :) I seriously need to start writing happy fics :) LOL

hugs
S.

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

I'll email you in a second :)

xx
S.

[marlowe78.livejournal.com]

Ok,I didn't expect THAT :-D

Really cool, really smart! I know there is kinda something like this out there (ikn kink-meme, maybe?) but I never read the other one, and this here is SO creepy and so dark -yet the end makes it all shiny.

And even darker, still


Wonderful!
And creepy. And... not the kind of thing I go for, usually, but sooooo cool. I loved reading it, and you did awesome, yet don't be offended if I don't read it twice :-D It'll give me nightmares.

Dunno why, but more than a creepy fic with the guys being "normal", I get nightmares from stories where it turns out the one I identify with is a psycho, or a murdere, or both.
Still, those stories certainly stic with me forever and ever... there wasn one story with a dog, and I swear I couldn't sleep with the book in my room! Had to get it out and gave the book away soon as I could.

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

*giggles madly* LOL, I think no one expected that LOL :) man, I wonder sometimes about the state of my mind, and yet... I just don't care :) 'm gonna stick to happy fics from now on :)
oh really!? didn't see it there... hmmmh, should go look for it, coz I loooove dark stories :)

yeah 'm sowwy I know this isn't your kinda thing, but... when you think about it... this story really isn't all that dark in comparison with other stories out there. :)

ROFL! man, I'm just thankful you read it once :)LOL

awwww really!? man, you know... I CAN NOT STAND stories with animals... just can't, because ... idk, they make me wanna cry even if they are happy.... I don't know...
and besides... humans are crazy!

thank you so much for reading this I really appriciate it :)))) because of.. you know why! :)

hugs
S.

[shattershockred.livejournal.com]

Whoa!!

That was AMAZING!!!

Loved the twist at the end!!!!

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

*giggles* thank you! :)

'm really, really happy you liked it!! :) I was worried about that twist, but then I said to hell with it.. GIMME the twist :) LOL

so....WHOOOOT for the twist :)
'm really glad that it worked for you :)

thank you!

S.

[2sexyboys.livejournal.com]

Wow, like the others, I didn't see that coming. I thought maybe Jensen would come to like it maybe, but not that...very cleverly done. You got me :)

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

*beams* teehee....
I had this chapter writen 1st and then I build this whole story around it... and it was sooo hard to not say anything when everyone was commenting about how bad they feel for Jensen and how he suffers.. and I was like: LMAO! :)

man, I'm evil, so sorry :)

thank you sooo much for reading!!!!

S.

[anifsemaj.livejournal.com]

Oh, so very very twisted! Nicely done.

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

Thank you! and tnx for letting me know about those chapters.. *headdesk* thank you!

and YEAH!!! WHOOT!!! twisted! yey! LOL

thank you so much!!

S.

[spnfreak15.livejournal.com]

Neehhg i have a really wierd thing for psycho!boys.

Specially psycho!Jared

And then at the end where it turns out Jensen is just as psycho...

I LOVED THIS.

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

right!? man, me too.... just... idk.... idk why, but... guh! :)

LOL, yup.... Jensen is probably even MORE psycho then Jared is in this story :)))

ah boys!

thank you so much for reading! :)

S.

[serendip50.livejournal.com]

Well blow me down with a feather!!! Didn't see that one coming...BOTH BOYS ARE PSYCHOs. Though I wondered how you could wrap this one up so quickly:).

Jared turned Jensen into a 'copycat' psycho and that was presumably the Stockholm Syndrome connection (no I didn't read your original link to that). But I was rather taken aback by their killing antics particularly Jensen's sister, and the grave comment...ugh!!! JENSEN. How sick is that.

I'm really not a fan of dark!evil!Jensen, and luckily I only found that out at the end:). What a shocker.

Evil and sick boys makes me sad..(though I love dark!Sam):). But what a brave and utterly compulsive read. Well done indeed. xx

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

*grabs a feather* LOL

seriously... with an ending like this, I could have wrote like 20 more chapters and have Jared start laughing at any point! that was the beauty of this story :) I could've ended it at any moment :)

but the boys had other places to be :)

LOL, I was like... when I was reading people's comments about how they feel bad for Jensen and how Jared is such a psycho.. I was snickering because... people assume something just because... ya know!? and then I was like 'm gonna make Jensen an even bigger psycho just to show them that nothing is ever the way it seems to be :)
and Jensen and his sis... well Jensen was sick in the head and MAYBE Jared had nothing to do with that, MAYBE it was all Jensen's sis's fault... ya know!? and then Jared finding Jensen was a way for Jensen to start a new life, get revenge on his sis for treating him like shit and revenge for the driver that hit him! so yeah... Jensen was probably screwed in the head by 1st his sis and then Jared! :)

actually my only kink is dark!Jared but I just couldn't NOT make Jensen dark too :) and seriously.. I HAVE read even more sick stories out there then this one :) so I'm totally okay with this story :)

man, I think my next stowy is gonna be a happy!fic... something happening in space! yeah... space boys!

anywho...

dark!Sam and dark!Jared are my kinks, if I can say so :) LOL just love them!

thank you so very much!!!!!! 'm really happy that despite everything.... that you stayed with the story until the end! thank you! :)

S.

[wataru-kisugi.livejournal.com]

Wow... I was stunned...felt betrayed in a good way 'cause I didn't expect that kind of twist at the end.
Just amazingly disturbing, dark and scary yet fascinating story I've ever read. Great work indeed!! *applause*

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

I love twists... looove them, like make the reader think something and then SPIN HIM around and do something else :) 'm sick like that... sowwy :)
I hope you don't feel too betrayed!

thank you so very much! I wanted to put into this story everything I WANTED in these kinda stories, but never got... like I read a lot of dark!fic with dark!boys and I never got what I wanted... *sigh* so I decided to write my own and include inside as many kinks of mine that I always wanted to read in dark!fics, but never got the chance. :) does that make sense?! :)

thank you so much again for staying with the story and commenting! thank you! :)))))) means a lot :)

S.

[aubergineautumn.livejournal.com]

Too much for me, but the story was really catchy.

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

awww I did warn... and dark!fic usually means dark....
but 's cool! :)

'm gonna write happy!fics from now on... :) I just wanted to get this out of the way :)

I think my next stowy is gonna happy in space! yeah....

anywho...
thank you for reading this 'till the end!!! :))) means a lot :)

thank you!!!!

S.

[sam-dean-lover.livejournal.com]

that was a shocking twist at the end didnt see that coming

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

hey!

oh erm dunno how to take this comment... :) as a good YEY TWIST or a bad UGH TWIST! I hope it was... okay... so 'm gonna take this comment as YEY! LOL :) hope you weren't disappointed by the ending or anything :)

thank you so very much for reading this!!!!!!
S.

[braintorturer.livejournal.com]

That was an amazing story! *whoot*
I love a good twist... it just added more 'crazy' to the story, which is definitely a good thing.
You totally nailed that things aren't always as they seem...
And yeah, everything that goes on in a human mind follows some kind of logic, no matter how weird or twisted it may seem... it's still logic...
...and now I'm off tho re-read it again in one go, 'cause I really love it to bits and pieces... :D

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

YEY!!!!!!!!!! awesome, 'm so happy you liked it!!! :)))))
I LOVE TWISTS!!! LOVE THEM! LOOOVE THEM! man, 's like I live for them! :)
yeah I mean... I was like when I was reading comments through the chapters of people saying OMG JARED IS NUTS I was just snickering, because well he's not! :) and yeah I mean people assume a lot while reading a story, so... I just had to MAKE THIS a twisted, weird, ''you are wrong in assuming anything'' story! so happy it worked! *beams*
thank you!

yeah I mean... human brain does function on logic, it's just that that logic varies from person to person! and well Jared's mind worked like this, Jensen's mind worked like that :)

re-read it!? :O *huggles you*
thank you soooo much!

S.

[babyreaper.livejournal.com]

OMG, that final chapter was out of this world, I just didn't picture them ending up like that. Didn't see Jensen in that roll. WOW, who knew after reading through 6 chapters that Jensen had all that darkness buried deep inside him. i think he was actually worse than Jared. Thanks, enjoyed reading it.

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

*giggles*
thank you!!!!
yeah acutally Jensen is even DARKER then Jared... and sorry, but I was sooo smiling when people were all like: OMFG JARED IS CRAZY and I was like... heheh, naw Jared is sweet! it's Jensen who's nuts :) LOL
man... 'm soo happy that you liked this :) thank you for reading!!

S.

[bonbonschnecke.livejournal.com]

Yeah how did I know that would come? i had a feeling but you wrote it real good. I doubted myself a few times.

*Shivers*

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

hehehe, maybe your mind is as messed up as mine :) LOL :)
*high five*

NEVER doubt yourself... you can get in a lot of trouble doing that :)

thank you sooo much for reading!!! thank you! and umm I hope the ending wasn't too disappointing! :)

S.

[fatty0-0.livejournal.com]

wow~~~the ending is so frigging brilliant! I did NOT see that coming~XD

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

hey! :)

wheeeee.... I loveeeee doing this... twisting stuff and leading the readers one way, while really everything will end up in some other way :)

thank you soooo much! :) I'm really really happy you liked this :))))

S.

[mihka-mc.livejournal.com]

How this story slip through my fingers??? I didn't even know you wrote that!!! Freaking awesome love. love it love it love it....and the end, wow didn't see that coming at all.

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

ROFL! 'm just glad you found it :)) and read it! and tnx for not thinking it sucked or that it was too dark! :)
*squee* thank you!!!! so so so so happy you liked it! and the end!? *giggles* nothing is ever the way it seems in my stories :) remember that!

*huggles you*

S.

[mihka-mc.livejournal.com]

Lol I stumble upon it while searching for Stockholm J2 stories because I kinda have a bunny for something with that subject and wanted to see what was out there and I was surprise to see that one was from you. Of course, I rushed to read it!!

And yes, should always remember that you are unpredictable!!

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

ahhhh how awesome!!! very cool! a bunny you say!? * mwhahhaha* me is intrigued!!!

ah hope you didn't break anything when you rushed here! :P jk

*nods, nods, nods* damn right you should remember that :P *hugs you*

S.

[mihka-mc.livejournal.com]

bunny? did I wrote that??? *shifty eyes*

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

LMAO don't shifty eye me... you sooo wrote BUNNY, you did, you did.... *mwhahaha*
*coughs* now 'm really interested in what kinda bunny you're talking 'bout! :) *grins* because stockholm syndrom stories are SUCH FUN to read! :)

S.

[mihka-mc.livejournal.com]

I plead the fifth!!!

Anyway, I was going through lots of Stockholm syndrome's stories and well nothing was remotely near what I've been thinking in my mind. I still have a couple to got through and if I see that it is something I can write (cause mine would be insanely dark, violent, etc..) I'll give it a try.

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

ROFL you can't plead the 5th with me... our country doesn't have a 5th... or does it?!

mmmmmmmm *shivers* I love dark! loooove it! man, you better what that story!!! give it a try, come on *puppy dog eyes* pwease!

S.

[mihka-mc.livejournal.com]

Lol will see if I can even manage to start writing again.

[herminekurotowa.livejournal.com]

Ha! I knew it, Jared's not crazy, he's just absolutely mental. And Jensen too! Yay!

I loved this fic. With nailbiting and getting one shock after the other, I had FUN reading.

I admit, I'm a sick girl.

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

ROFL ROFL ROFL!!!!!! ahhahaahhaha... so glad you made it to the end :))) and that you liked it :))) well, if you're sick then what am I for writing this!? :)))

thank you so very much for giving this story a try and reading it until the end :)))) *beams*

S.

[herminekurotowa.livejournal.com]

So did you ever think I just could STOP reading? No way. I needed to know if Jensen got some Stockholm and started killing with Jared. And then he did it for four years!

I went, like, WOO-HOO for about five minutes.

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

:))) well I never know what will make a reader say: I can't read this crap anymore! LOL
so yeah... I was thinking that maybe you'll stop reading LOL :))) I am glad you proved me wrong :)

ahhhhhhahahahhahahahah LMAO LMAO!!!! totally, yup.. 4 years of Stockholm ... and I think I made Jensen crazier than Jared.... LOL :))

thank you again so much for reading :) totally made my evening! :)

S.

[herminekurotowa.livejournal.com]

You're welcome.

Oh wait, there's more stuff of yours. I wonder if it's also sick stuff. Gonna check it out. *dum dee dum*

[soncnica.livejournal.com]

:)))

ahhaha, no, I don't think there's anymore sick stories.... I don't think so? hmmm...

S.