Hannah's POV: "Oh, your back, I was getting worried- what's that?" Marta asked gesturing to the paper in my hands, "Copy of my parent's will. Turner isn't around either so, all their stuff now belongs to me. I'll be out of your hair soon, real soon. I just need some help." I stated as Marta covered her mouth, "You're leaving but why? Did you hear the argument last night? Oh, dear, he's just stressed, he doesn't mean it!" Marta tried to explain, "It's fine, about time that I came to terms with," I hesitated as tears started to bead along my eyes. "I have a month to get everything out of storage, I'll get the money in 48 hours." I started as Marta licked her lips, "Do you want a drive over." "What about the kids?" "I'll call the nanny," Marta stated as she stood up. "This is it?" Marta asked we both stood in front of the storage bunker. "That's what she said," I replied as I raised the hood covering the bunker. "Did your dad have a motorcycle?" Marta asked as we both looked around the enclosed space, "Yeah, mom was pissed when she found out." I smiled fondly at the memory, "And this?"Marta asked picking up a heavy book. "Family album." I stated as the words finally set in, "You found the family album!" I raced to where she was, taking the old book from her. "All the pictures are intact." She stated as she peered over my shoulder. "Alright, perfect. This is good right?" Marta asked as tears started to wet the pages, "Right?" Marta repeated concerned. "Yeah, it's good."I smiled, "What about the house? Did they leave you a key?" Marta asked, "Not likely, it's been over 5 years since they died, it's either demolished or has a new owner." I stated. "And you're okay with that?" Marta asked, "I have to be."I admitted as Marta nodded sympathetically. "Ready to head home?" Marta asked, I let out a sigh, "I have to find another apartment, and I think I know where." I stated with a small smirk. "Here?" Marta asked looking at the laptop. "That's at least 5 hours away." Marta stated, "But it's closer to filming locations." I stated as Marta nodded. "Your sure this is where you want to live?" Marta asked, "I'm sure." I stated starting to look into renting the small house.
Jared's POV: I sighed as I walked into my empty home. It wasn't particularly cold, but it did feel empty. I looked down at my phone wondering if it was too soon to call Hannah. 'It's only been a couple of hours.' I thought checking the watch on the wall, hearing a buzz from my pocket, I checked the message that Jensen had just sent me. "You need to look at this." I read aloud, before clicking the link. "Hannah DeCourte seen crying in apartment lobby." "Hannah DeCourte: Secret Lover?" "Hannah DeCourte: Actually Poor?" I wondered as I started scanning the articles accompanying the titles. "Hannah DeCourte was seen crying in her old apartment building before an older man came to pick her up, could she be a secret sugar baby?" I shook my head at the article in disgust, "You don't think this is true, do you?" I sent the message to Jensen. "Don't know, nothing is impossible. Best to ask Hannah herself." Jensen sent back as I slumped into the couch. As unsettled as I was it was only right that I asked Hannah about it. The paparazzi were known for twisting things around.

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Happy Accidents (Jared Padalecki X Oc)
Fanfic"From Ontario, Canada our very own angel: Hannah DeCourte!" Richard announced as cheers greeted me as I was given the 'okay' from the stagehand to walk up onto the stage. My life was never expected to turn out this way, I was supposed to have a norm...