Summary: You loved your husband more than anything. He was your reason to live, you knew about his hobby and you feared something bad could happen to him.
When Spann called you, you felt as if someone threw ice-cold water all over you.
The news of your husband almost dying scared you beyond anything. He was the center of your world, your everything. If you were to lose him...
Your driver dropped you off at the warehouse.
Preston greeted you at the front, guiding you to where he was.
He was lying behind curtains in a makeshift hospital room, the doctor came over to you and explained what happened.
"I want her dead," you said simply, as you turned towards Preston.
"Already a step ahead of you Miss." he said as he showed you the footage. You nodded and they both left.
You looked at him through the curtain, and he turned away, hiding his face.
"I'm so glad you are alive Jesse. I was so afraid when Spann called." you watched as his hand moved into a fist, tearing the sheets. He couldn't talk, he didn't have his device with him, but somehow you understood. "I know you don't like the fact that he killed your piggy. But if it wouldn't be him, I would have done it myself. Don't misunderstand please, I do not care about superficial things like that and you know that, but she nearly killed you." You moved your hand behind the curtain and grabbed his wrist. You could only imagine the pain he felt, you could never fathom the pain he went through, is going through. But you loved him, and he was strong, he will be up on his feet quickly.
"He needs a new piggy," you said to Spann who nodded.
"Yes, I am already looking." she said as she showed you photos. Jesse needed to keep his mind off of his face and focus on something else.
You pointed at a photo of a blonde woman. "He'll like her."
And with that, you went back to your husband. Holding his hand as he lay there.
You weren't there when he was finally walking, you weren't there when Preston tried to betray him, you weren't there when the police busted his warehouse, but you were the first person they brought in when his identity was discovered.
You had to play and pretend, and you were quite the actress. When they showed you the photos, you recalled all women, some were chosen by you.
But of course, Jesse made sure nothing pointed at you, so you were free to go after you claimed not to know anything.
The new place of operations was a little better than the last one. The building still had that terrible feeling about it. But at least it had more space.
As you walked into the building, you rushed to your husband, hugging him, he had the chrome mask on his face, but you could see his eye through it.
"They are investigating, but they only found our old house, and the old warehouse. They know your name but they are clueless." you told him.
He said down in his leather chair, typing on his phone.
'Are you okay?' he asked.
"Me? Of course, how are you? How's your face, still hurts?" he didn't reply and instead started typing again.
'Now, I even look like a monster.'
"Don't say that, Honey! Of course, you are not a monster! It was their fault! They hurt you! All they had to do was to give you the girl, instead, they did this." You moved closer to him, and you noticed he tried to get further away, but the carpet stopped him. You grabbed his face, and made him look at you. "I do not care how you look like, you'll always be handsome to me. Inside and out. I love you for you, not for your face." You placed a kiss on his mask before pulling away, you intended to go and pour a glass of dink for yourself but he stopped you by grabbing your waist and burying his face into your stomach.
Your fingers started to run random patterns on his head and shoulders, trying your best to keep him calm and let him know he's safe with you.
You looked down at him, noticing how he started to remove his mask, he once again hid his face into you. You knew, no matter how he looked like, you'd still love him, but you couldn't help the anger bubbling in you, they did this to him, hurt him. How dare they.
He then slowly, looked up at you, and you smiled.
"There you are, Sweetheart. Handsome as ever." you smiled as he finally looked at you.
You didn't lie, you still found him very attractive, the scarring concerned you more because of the pain he had to endure.
"I love you." you said and kissed his lips softly.
"I love you too." came the voice from his phone which made you laugh a little.
A/N: The lovely Jesse is being added to my list of Slashers! Expect more to come for him! I’m also open for ideas for him, so let me know if you have an idea.
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