Jensen was standing on set, his makeup artist fixing tiny imperfections on his skin as everyone waits for you. You hadn't even been seen yet and you should've been there an hour ago. Jared yawns, slumped on the motel room set and flipping through his lines.

"Dude, you should call her. She'd probably respond to you."

Jared cracks a sly grin, knowing you both had a thing for each other.

"Oh, shut up."

Jensen scoffs, fishing his phone out of his pocket anyways and dialing your number. He was a little shocked to see how fast you picked up.

"Hey, sleeping beauty, are you planning to come to work today?"

He can't help the soft smile, even as it turns into a scowl the second Jared starts laughing at him.

"Yes. I'm walking as fast as I can."

You respond, sounding out of breath.

"Did you sleep in again?'

Jensen smiles, pacing slowly while he listens to you.

"I got hit by a car."

Silence.

"You WHAT?!"

The entire crew jumps a bit as Jensen yanks himself into motion, grabbing his jacket and making a beeline towards the door you usually come through.

"And you're coming here? Go to the damn hospital!"

He panics, his deep green eyes searching the hazy morning landscape to find you.

"Well, yeah. I was gonna be late. Plus, it's not that bad. Just a scratch."

You ease him, just hearing an annoyed growl.

"Don't start with that. You get here right now and you let me look at it. And then I'm taking you to a doctor myself."