The Kapok Shade Detective Agency for Exotic Solutions, Epilogue
Title: The Kapok Shade Detective Agency for Exotic Solutions
Author: tcs1121
Artist: thruterryseyes
Pairing and Characters (in order of appearance): Jensen/Jared, Lauren Tom, Osric Chau, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, D.J. Qualls, Samantha Ferris, Mark Pellegrino, Misha Collins, Nathan Fillion, Alona Tal, Tahmoh Penikett. Mentions and cameos: Chad Michael Murray, Felicia Day, Jim Beaver, Steven Williams, Sterling K. Brown, and original family members
Rating: NC-17, bottom Jensen
Genre: J2 AU, h/c
Word Count: ~37,000
Warnings: Drug addiction and drug rehab, one brief suicidal ideation, one character is a cross-dresser (not one of the Js). This warning under the gray is also a spoiler Minor Character Deaths but not one of the J's. It might be more fun to read without knowing that. ;-)
Disclaimer: Untrue story. Character names are being used without permission. No money changes hands.
~~Special Thanks to:~~
My Tireless Beta: kee who always knows how to talk to me, what to say to help my stories along, and never lets me get away with anything. I love her more than just a little.
My First Reader: SPN_J2fan whose careful attention to detail and kind consideration of these characters makes her a joy to work with.
And Wendy: The ever patient moderator of the SPN-J2 Big Bang I don't know how she does it year after year.
A/N: Two year age difference between the boys. The real Jim Beaver is younger than this James Beaver.
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My Artist: thruterryseyes who went way, way above and beyond for this story.Please read my note of thanks under the fin.
Art Master Post to her many beautiful illustrations: ~~CLICK HERE~~
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Summary:
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Jensen was born an empath. With a touch, he can experience the physical and emotional sensations of another person.
Jared is a claire-clairvoyant, clairaudient, and clairsentient. He can hear, see, smell and even gather emotions from either side of the veil.
With Jensen's ability to feel the subject's emotions and pain, and Jared's extraordinary ability of communication, they work as paranormal detectives seeking the missing, the lost, the dead and the dying.
A new case puts Jensen's life in danger and Jared must use all his exotic abilities to find the perpetrator before time runs out.
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Back to Part Five
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Epilogue
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Grace Bay Club: a five star hotel, on Grace Bay Beach, Turks and Caicos Islands.
"So, what are you wearing?"
"Stop it," she giggled. "You're making me blush."
"Aww come on. Tell me." He switched the phone to his other ear and lowered his voice an octave, "I really want to know."
"Well, since you asked, I've got this crème-colored silk charmeuse that's to die for, paired with a soft black, mid-calf pencil skirt that begs for a pair of Peter Chu's six inch heels."
"Peter Chu? You're giving up your Jimmy Choos?"
"Jimmy Choo is Chau's footwear of choice. I prefer a different, I don't know-je ne sais quoi."
"Then, it's a good thing we pay you so well, isn't it, Miss Chu hua."
"Yes, sir. It's a very good thing. But the reason I called is the Metro PD wanted to know when you'll both be available for consult. Lieutenant Morgan said he was sorry to interrupt your extremely prolonged honeymoon, but he's got a case that's right up your collective alley."
Jensen covered the mouthpiece and leaned toward Jared. "Miss Chu hua wants to know when we can start taking appointments."
"What month is it?"
"Jared wants to know what month it is."
A long, heavy sigh hissed through the cell phone. "It's the end of August. You are so spoiled."
"She says August and we're spoiled."
"Tell her she's right. We are spoiled brats."
"Jay agrees with you."
"So, are you coming home or what?"
"Are we coming home or what?" Jensen looked at Jared and raised his eyebrows.
"I was thinking, sometime before Thanksgiving, and then taking off after Christmas." Jared stretched and turned over onto his stomach for an even tan.
Jensen paused a minute and said, "We'll have a company meeting and get back to you on our timeline. Until then, keep the home fires burning for us, would you?"
"You are both impossible."
Jensen looked at his phone, and then at Jared. "She hung up."
"Smart assistant."
Jared had whisked Jensen away to Trinidad and Tobago as soon as he could travel. Which was the very next week. Dr. Collins was correct Jensen's body had incurred no lasting damage, but he needed emotional recoup time, and a whole lot of naps.
Samantha Ferris had been true to her word, because another identical payment appeared in the Kapok Shade's account two weeks after her death. PharmCare's lawyers contacted the Kapok Shade's lawyers with Mark Pellegrino offering an equal sum of money to keep Jensen from suing them for the attack.
Jensen explained that he had no intention of suing Mark's company. The lawyers took that as an okay, and that sum appeared-with a note of congratulations signed by Pellegrino.
They had been on one Caribbean island beach after another since April.
On July nineteenth, they were married by an official from the Demographic Registry Office when their cruise ship docked in San Juan. Jared had arranged and paid for transport for both of their families and all their friends to attend the ceremony. They were standing and waving at the dock when the Adventure of the Seas pulled in. The reception lasted three days and four nights.
The only down-side was that Jensen's craving for narcotics had been rekindled after taking them at the time of Samantha Ferris's death.
"It was a momentary necessity, not a relapse, Jense. We got this," Jared repeated on those occasions that Jensen paced all night, biting his nails, and drinking Kona coffee to ignore the urges. But even in these times, Jared knew what Doctor Collins had said was true: Jensen had done the right thing.
Even though the beast had awakened, Jared kept Jensen's mind and body occupied until the physical and psychological need for the drugs finally flaked away like old parchment, leaving the hunger for the drugs buried for now.
"We should probably tell her and Jeff that you're quitting the agency, huh?" Jared propped up on one elbow to look at him.
"Probably," Jensen chuckled. "We should also probably tell them that we're moving."
This time Jared laughed. "Yeah, probably. But it's only temporary. How long will your studies take all together?"
"For a full Doctorate of Empathic Healing, it'll take at least six years, maybe even seven. Plus, I'll be doing my internships all around the world." He held his hand out to Jared. "We'll get to see the world after all, Jay, just not the way we originally planned."
Jared smiled, "You mean as international super sleuths?"
Jensen blushed and shook his head.
"This is even better," Jared said. "Because when you finish, Doc Collins will have an Empathic Healer on staff at the hospital." Jared took his hand and kissed his fingers. "I'm so proud of you."
"I am sorry about leaving the detective business to you." Jensen was truly remorseful.
"Not just to me. Osric will make a great detective once he finishes his-what-fourth Master's degree? You were born to be a healer. I have no regrets. You?"
"I don't if you don't." Jensen squeezed Jared's hand. "I have you to thank, because you're the one who's always had faith in me." A gleam came to Jensen's eye. "You taught me everything I know about being special."
"Amazing how I worked things out like that."
Jensen laughed and Jared thought again: That's the best sound there is.
Then Jensen grinned a mischievous little grin. He got up in front of Jared and started humming, bumping his hips side to side. He pulled the straw from his drink and held it in front of his lips and sang, "Gonna use my arms, gonna use my legs, gonna use my style, gonna use my sidestep."
Jensen slid over to the right and back to the left.
"Gonna use my fingers, gonna use my, my, my imaginatiooon cause I gonna make you see," he pointed to Jared and swayed to the left, "there's nobody else here, no one like me. I'm special, so special-I gotta have some of your attention. Give it to me."
Jensen raised his voice and twirled a sloppy pirouette and Jared knew, without even looking, that their future was going to be just fine.
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Allow me to extend a very special thanks to my artist thruterryseyes.
A. Her artwork is amazing.
B. She was a dream to work with, and...
C. She came through for me in a big way when I needed her--going far above and beyond my wildest expectations. She's a wonderful lady and a talented, tireless artist. This story is so much better for all her efforts. I tip my hat and sparkly hands to you, my dear.
Please go see all her artwork for The Kapok Shade Detective Agency for Exotic Solutions: ~~HERE~~
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~~Thank you all for reading.~~
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Music video links in order of performance:
Disney's Lion King, I Just Can't Wait to Be King
Billy Joel, You May Be Right
Paul McCartney and Wings, Helen Wheels
Bette Midler, The Wind Beneath My Wings
Harry Belefonte, The Banana Boat Song
The Pretenders, Brass In Pocket (I'm Special)
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My Favorite Links:
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Sherlock Holmes Short Stories and Novels
Vietnamese names
Chinese names
Jimmy Choo
Fre Wines
The Who-See Me Feel Me
Auras and Their Meanings
Grace Bay Club, Turks and Caicos
Peter Chu Shoes