Fictional Conversation

[fc]

Jensen: I think I heard something ...
Jared: [sighs heavily] You didn't hear anything, now come on.
Jensen: I don't think this is a good idea.
Jared: Jen, where's your sense of adventure?
Jensen: Sen, Jensen. And I have a sense of adventure, thank you very much. I just don't have a sense of going to jail.
Jared: Whatever, pussy. Get a leg up.

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Jensen: So, uh, now that you've got me alone in an old abandoned building what's the plan?
Jared: [laughs loudly] I was thinking rape or murder, you know. Whatever comes up.
Jensen: [gulps] Uhm.
Jared: Dude, relax. I'm kidding. You don't get a rush from this?
Jensen: I'm getting something, I'm not sure I'd call it a rush though. More a sense of impending doom.
Jared: Chicken shit.
Jensen: I think I'm more of a realist. Seriously, is there a point to this?
Jared: [looks a bit sheepish] Not really.
Jensen: And no one knows we're here?
Jared: Not unless you told someone.
Jensen: Hmm.
Jared: What?
Jensen: Oh, nothing. Nothing at all.
Jared: Jensen?
Jensen: [grins a bit evilly]
Jared: I'm in trouble, aren't I?
Jensen: [walks toward Jared, forcing him back against a wall] I wouldn't call it trouble.
Jared: What would you call it?
Jensen: [leans up and kisses Jared]
Jared: [mutters to himself] Yeah, I'd call it trouble.
Jensen: C'mon, let's get out of here.
Jared: [touches his fingers to his lips] Yeah, okay.


*just incase it's not obvious - this fc took place during S1 of the show and kind of near the beginning. They had to stay and work one weekend and on the Friday after work, Jared somehow convinced Jensen to break into an old abandoned building with a large 'No Trespassing' sign on it.