FIC: "Avalanches Approaching" (2/10)
Avalanches Approaching
By Simarillion
Fandom: Supernatural RPS
Universe: Alternative Universe
Rating: PG-13/R (this instalment)
Beta: asm_z
Pairing: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki, Jared Padalecki/Sandra McCoy (mentioned), others
Warnings: slash, M/M
Word Count: 3,164 (6,504)
Summary: Extra! Extra! Read all about it! (Of pictures, and rumours, and beginnings)
Disclaimer: None of the herein presented happenings and events are true. Everything is 100% fiction and that includes the sexuality of the characters. I don’t claim to be in the know about their relations and private affairs, and I don’t make any money with the creation of this story.
Author’s Note: I changed the age of Jensen and Jared, they are the same age now. The plot wouldn’t really work otherwise.
This is part 3 of the Glaciology! ‘verse. Jensen is a scientist in the field of glaciology and he spends most of his time surrounded by ice, whereas Jared is a Hollywood movie star. Prequel to this story are Invisible Glaciers and Iceberg Anatomy.
[ Masterpost]
Part Two
The graduation is awesome, with his mum crying all the time, his brother whooping loudly when Mac’s name is called (and embarrassing her in front of her friends), and Jensen and his Dad taking so many pictures that they’ll be able to wallpaper the whole house with them.
Mackenzie proudly presents her diploma to them, almost vibrating with excitement. It’s her day and they celebrate it accordingly. Their parents wanted to go to some fancy restaurant, but Mac put her foot down on having a barbeque at home with friends and families. She wants to share this day with all the people she loves.
Their mum compensated the missed out gourmet food with enough self-made dishes and deserts to feed all of Texas. Additionally, every female relative and all of Mac’s friends bring food, and drinks as well, and soon there is a full on buffet going on.
The sunny weather and the great crowd turn the celebration into a real party. One of Mac’s friend installs a projector and soon the pictures from the graduation ceremony are displayed in a slideshow on the facade of the garden shed (or at least what is already constructed of it). Later on, a couple of the neighbors show up, bringing some more food and congratulating Mac.
The festivities last well into the night. There are light chains in the trees and lanterns, and music, and laughter. So, when Jensen goes to bed around three in the morning he groans in anticipation of his alarm waking him two hours later. His flight to LA leaves at seven, and they have to arrive early to check Dean in.
Jensen’s really tempted to switch off the alarm when it sounds, but he forces himself to roll out of bed, take a shower and take Dean for a short walk before they have to leave. His luggage is already packed, and he inhales a cup of coffee his mum hands him, all sleepy herself. Another cup and a stale bagel, and his dad drives him to the airport.
At this time of the day, there are not that many people. Jensen drags his bags towards the departures, Dean trailing after him, leashed and muzzled. The dog hates being restricted like this, but he’s learned to endure it. They are traveling by plane far too often for him not to. His dad carries the plastic kennel that the husky has to stay in.
First Jensen checks in the luggage and then they head for the check in for Dean. They are lucky that they were able to get a flight that allowed dogs, booking only three weeks ago. Usually the dog would have to go into the cargo department, but since the flight is only half booked, Jensen gets to take Dean into the cabin with him.
He says his goodbye and his thanks, and human and dog head for their terminal. The husky is on his best behavior, staying close to Jensen and ignoring everything around him. They are the first ones to board the plane, the flight attendant helping with securing the kennel. Once Dean is inside and settled down, Jensen takes his seat next to the dog, and closes his eyes.
The take off is over in no time, and he dozes off, catching up on the missed sleep. Throughout the flight Dean is calm, sleeping most of the time as well. Only when the plane reduces its altitude and approaches for the landing, one of the flight attendants wakes Jensen up, and he buckles in.
The landing is not as smooth as the take off, but Dean doesn’t react to the small turbulences. He patiently waits for everyone leave the plane, before Jensen opens the kennel door and the husky gets out. Jensen takes the plastic box with him, leading Dean off the plane and towards baggage claim.
The way to the exit is not that easy. The dog is fascinated by the moving sidewalk. More than once they have to stop at the beginning and the end, and Dean inspects the strange ground. When they arrive at the conveyor belt, most of their fellow passengers are already gone. Jensen got a trolley where he deposited the kennel on. He adds his bags, and they head out into the arrivals area.
Jensen called Jared and told him at what time they would arrive, but he knows that the other has a pretty tight schedule. It comes as a surprise then when someone calls his name.
“Jensen!” Jared’s waving at him. He’s towering a head over everyone else, and even wearing sunglass it’s clear that he’s been recognized by everyone. Heads are turning from him to Jensen at the call, wondering who the stranger is that is being picked up at the airport by Jared Padalecki.
Dean goes crazy at Jared’s voice and pulls Jensen into the his direction, making it almost impossible to steer the trolley through the crowd of on-lookers. Jensen is tempted to just let go of the leash, but it’s not allowed for dogs to run free inside he airport and so he fights Dean, and wrestles with the luggage.
Once they are at Jared’s side, the husky jumps him, barking excitedly, if he wasn’t muzzled, Jared would be the recipient of doggy kisses as well. The actor takes it all in stride, rubbing Dean’s sides, scratching behind his ears and laughing happily.
“I think your dog missed me.” The smiling makes Jared’s eyes crinkle slightly in the corners.
“Just a little bit.” Jensen grins stupidly at the picture that is Jared and Dean. He hands the leash over to Jared and finally gets a good hold on the trolley. “Lead on. We’re collecting a crowd.”
The comment has Jared hunch his shoulders. “Sorry, but I wanted to pick you up myself.”
Jensen just nods. He follows dog and human through LAX airport. People turn to watch them pass by, and there are more and more curious looks Jensen gets. His presence is a mystery they don’t know the answer to. The attention makes him nervous and he speeds his pace up, hurrying after Jared and his freakishly long legs.
They end up in the parking garage where Jared has a shining black GMC truck. The luggage and the kennel are stowed away and then everyone gets in, first Dean and then Jensen and Jared. The windows of the truck are tinted. Usually he would laugh about something like that but with the amount of people that have staring at them Jensen is grateful for the protection the glass represents.
The drive from the airport to Jared’s home will take about an hour. It’s sunny and hot outside, and Jensen can’t wait to get something to drink, preferable water. After the party last night and the coffee in the morning he hasn’t drunk anything else to keep him hydrated. At least Dean got water on the plane.
Ten minutes out of the airport parking, Jensen feels himself start to grow heavy. His body wants some more rest.
“How was the graduation yesterday?” Jared’s question helps with concentrating on staying awake. Jensen rubs his eyes.
“It was awesome. And Mac was awesome, too. She’s the most amazing little sister there is.” The memories of Mac in her robe and hat, then hearing her name being read, make him smile in reminiscence. “And the barbeque transformed into a full blown neighborhood party. There was more food than even you could eat.”
“Hey! I’ll have you know that I the amount of food I eat is appropriate for a growing young man like myself.” The comment has Jensen laugh.
“First of, you aren’t growing anymore Jared, because you’re already too old to be in that phase and you are too tall to grow even more. Second, you eat more food than anyone I know, and believe me Tom is a giant as well, and he doesn’t eat half as much as you do.” He turns his face towards Jared and grins at him. The sunlight shines in behind Jared’s profile and makes it hard for Jensen to see anything.
“I don’t believe you. Not about me no longer growing, and most of all not about that tall friend of yours eating less than me.” The amused comeback has Jensen snort. Leave it to Jared to entertain of growing even taller.
“Whatever.” He turns away from Jared again and looks out of his own window. The morning traffic is long past but there are still a lot of cars on the highway. In the distance he can make out houses and skyscrapers. The glass and steel glitters in the sunlight. “D’you have today off?”
“My schedule starts in the afternoon, and I have almost no scenes today. It’s mostly shoots of my family back home and a couple of scenes with me trying to get the funding of the expedition.” What Jensen doesn’t understand is why they are shooting the movie if it takes place in the Polar Circle. “Chad has the day off.”
He nods and continues watching LA pass by. “Is it any trouble if I stay at your house when you are on set?” The last he needs is security locking up because they think him to be some stalker or some burglar.
“No, it’s cool. Jack, he’s my bodyguard, and Bill, he’s the head of security at the house, know about you, and they’re instructed in letting you come and go as you wish.” The first thing Jensen has to do though is to rent a car. He can’t rely on Jared for driving him around. The actor is busy enough as it is. “Today I don’t have that much time, but tomorrow is Saturday. I was thinking about brunch, and then I’ll give you the tour of Hollywood.”
“Hollywood boot camp?” Jensen teases.
“Dude, exactly like a Hollywood boot camp.” Jared reaches for the car radio and switches it on. There are the news, and then the weather. Apparently it’s going to be even hotter the coming days, with no reprieve in the nearer future. After that a catchy tune starts up.
Jensen closes his eyes and rests some more. Once they arrive at Jared’s place he’ll have to call David and get info on where they are meeting in the afternoon. Most likely some restaurant or café. He’ll have to see if Dean and Jared’s dogs get along, so that he can leave the husky behind when he heads out for the meeting.
Once they are off the highway the neighborhoods change, becoming increasingly secured and wealthy. There are gates and high walls and fences when they turn into Jared’s street. It’s rather closed off and impersonal. Jensen prefers the street his parents are living in, even the cramped living at the compound, to the caged feeling he gets from this neighborhood.
Jared turns into a driveway, passing a secured gate with a guy waving at them, and drives up to what Jensen would call a villa. The house is huge. All terracotta roofs, and white stucco walls. It’s surrounded by a giant garden, and Jensen thinks he can make out the ocean in the distance.
“Here we are.” That they are. He thinks about a reply to the comment but he’s still dumbstruck by the sheer size of the property. Dean barks excitedly when he sees the garden, making Jensen move, and climb out of the car.
It’s not like Jensen wasn’t aware that Jared is a famous Hollywood star, and that he’s rich, but facing that wealth in such a way, is more than a little intimidating. It’s just not the kind of life he’s used to. Even David, who most likely is ten times as rich as Jared, doesn’t make Jensen feel like he’s a poor slob. Mostly because he knows David only dressed like Jensen himself.
There is the sound of barking, and Jensen quickly grabs Dean’s collar. He doesn’t think that the dogs will attack each other, but better safe than sorry. The front door to the house opens, and two brown darts shoot out, crashing into Jared who’s coming round the hood of the car to Jensen’s side.
More barking and slobbering, and then the two dogs turn to the visitors. Dean strains against Jensen’s hold. He’s curious about the other dogs. Sadie and Harley excitedly dash at them, sniffing and nosing at the strangers. The husky tries to give back as good as he gets. It’s difficult for him to check the other dogs out like he wants to, but he gets in his fair share of sniffing.
“You can let him go, Jensen. They’ll be fine.” Jared is next to him now. Smiling happily at the three dogs.
He decides to trust Jared’s judgment, and unleashes Dean. With a bark the three are off, chasing around in the park-like garden.
“Let’s get the bags and I’ll show around the house.” Jared is almost as excited as the dogs. He takes the luggage and makes for the open entrance. Jensen can only follow him, staring at the huge villa with respect. The entrance hall is spacious and light. Everything is clean and even though it generally looks like an interior designer helped with the design, bits and pieces that are pure Jared make sure that the room doesn’t look impersonal. This seems true for all of the other rooms as well.
They walk up the stairs, down a corridor, take the first hallway on the left, turn right again, walk down some stairs, turn left and then they are at their destination. Jensen suddenly has this mental image of him getting lost in the house, and never making it out again.
“This is your room.” Jared watches him expectantly as Jensen enters. It’s a light room with modern furniture. There’s an en-suite bathroom, and a glass sliding door that leads out onto a terrace, and into the garden.
Next to his own bed is a doggy bed for Dean. This small gesture has Jensen calm down and he smiles at Jared. “The room and the house are awesome, Jared. I like them.” And he finds that he means it.
“Great. I have to admit that I was a bit nervous that you wouldn’t like it here.” And the mere fact that Jared was as nervous as Jensen walking around the house, makes it okay that Jensen will most likely get lost trying to find his way to the kitchen or the front door.
“Naw, I love it here.” He opens the sliding door and walks out. He can hear Jared following him outside.
There is barking somewhere to their right, but the dogs are nowhere to be seen. The garden is a nice mix of grass and trees, and bushes and flowers. From the terrace he can see the cliffs and beyond that the sea. A path leads towards something that looks like stairs. Apparently the property has either a private beach or at least access to the beach.
“I take the dogs for a run at the beach each morning. It’s the only time when it’s really empty. In the evening we’re mostly walking up the street. There’s a small path up the hill to a great meadow. They love it there.” Jared points out other features of interest, proudly talking about some tree or another, telling him about how he had the pool built. “Would you like something to eat? Breakfast is over, but maybe an early lunch?”
“Sure.” His growling stomach reminding him of the single stale bagel he had for breakfast almost six hours ago. “Show me the way to the kitchen, Mr. Padalecki.”
Jared shoves him lightly at the name, and then they return inside. Jensen thinks that they are returning the way they came from but somehow they end up somewhere else than he thought. There’s no entrance hall, but there’s a large kitchen with a middle aged woman bustling around. Her thick hair is wrought into a knot, and she’s wearing a white apron.
“Hey Linda, d’you think we could maybe get something for lunch?” Jared is giving Linda the full monty, puppy eyes, innocent tone of voice and he even hunches down a little to look less like a giant. Jensen has to bite is tongue to keep from laughing at the pitiful picture he makes.
“Jared, stop that at once.” His antics seem to be well known, and Linda just points at a stool at the breakfast counter, making him sit down obediently. “And you must be Jensen.”
Suddenly Jensen feels the urge to slink over to the stool next to Jared. He holds out his hand, and wonders if his hair is mussed from sleeping on the plane and resting against the window in the car. “Jensen Ackles, ma’am.”
This earns him a satisfied smile. “You’ve got manners. How refreshing. Jared’s usual friends are not as civilized as you.”
“Hey!” Jared’s attempt of protesting is nipped in the bud, by a raised eyebrow, and she returns her attention back to Jensen.
“Hmm and you are rather good looking, as well.” Linda’s compliment has Jensen blush, and he starts squirming. He really wants to go to that stool and sit down next to Jared. “Go on then, sit down. I’ll make you two boys something to eat.”
It doesn’t take long and they are served a mixture of breakfast and lunch. Jensen takes the first bite and almost groans with pleasure. This has to be the best food he’s ever had. Piling some more on his plate (he has to make sure that Jared can’t pile everything on his own), he digs in. “I know now why you like eating so much.”
Linda smiles satisfied at him, and then she turns back to the stove, cleaning up the utensils she used in cooking their meal.
Once they are finished with eating, they say their thanks and Jared leads him outside in the search for their dogs. The three of them are playing around the pool. The area here includes not only the pool and a deck, but there’s a barbeque and a pool bar as well, making this a perfect place to party.
While Jared chases the dogs around, Jensen fishes his phone out of his pocket, and gives David a call. They are to meet at four in the same café they’ve been to the last time. Next he’s calling a cab company and orders a car for three o’clock. He’ll just rent a car in town.
With everything taken care of Jensen follows the sound of laugher and barking, until he finds Jared and the dogs wrestling for a football. The leather is slobbered on, and the bite marks all over it, make it clear that it belongs to Sadie and Harley.
“You need some help with them?” His question is answered when Jared throws the ball at him, three dogs bounding after it.
continue: Part Three
By Simarillion
Fandom: Supernatural RPS
Universe: Alternative Universe
Rating: PG-13/R (this instalment)
Beta: asm_z
Pairing: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki, Jared Padalecki/Sandra McCoy (mentioned), others
Warnings: slash, M/M
Word Count: 3,164 (6,504)
Summary: Extra! Extra! Read all about it! (Of pictures, and rumours, and beginnings)
Disclaimer: None of the herein presented happenings and events are true. Everything is 100% fiction and that includes the sexuality of the characters. I don’t claim to be in the know about their relations and private affairs, and I don’t make any money with the creation of this story.
Author’s Note: I changed the age of Jensen and Jared, they are the same age now. The plot wouldn’t really work otherwise.
This is part 3 of the Glaciology! ‘verse. Jensen is a scientist in the field of glaciology and he spends most of his time surrounded by ice, whereas Jared is a Hollywood movie star. Prequel to this story are Invisible Glaciers and Iceberg Anatomy.
[ Masterpost]
Part Two
The graduation is awesome, with his mum crying all the time, his brother whooping loudly when Mac’s name is called (and embarrassing her in front of her friends), and Jensen and his Dad taking so many pictures that they’ll be able to wallpaper the whole house with them.
Mackenzie proudly presents her diploma to them, almost vibrating with excitement. It’s her day and they celebrate it accordingly. Their parents wanted to go to some fancy restaurant, but Mac put her foot down on having a barbeque at home with friends and families. She wants to share this day with all the people she loves.
Their mum compensated the missed out gourmet food with enough self-made dishes and deserts to feed all of Texas. Additionally, every female relative and all of Mac’s friends bring food, and drinks as well, and soon there is a full on buffet going on.
The sunny weather and the great crowd turn the celebration into a real party. One of Mac’s friend installs a projector and soon the pictures from the graduation ceremony are displayed in a slideshow on the facade of the garden shed (or at least what is already constructed of it). Later on, a couple of the neighbors show up, bringing some more food and congratulating Mac.
The festivities last well into the night. There are light chains in the trees and lanterns, and music, and laughter. So, when Jensen goes to bed around three in the morning he groans in anticipation of his alarm waking him two hours later. His flight to LA leaves at seven, and they have to arrive early to check Dean in.
Jensen’s really tempted to switch off the alarm when it sounds, but he forces himself to roll out of bed, take a shower and take Dean for a short walk before they have to leave. His luggage is already packed, and he inhales a cup of coffee his mum hands him, all sleepy herself. Another cup and a stale bagel, and his dad drives him to the airport.
At this time of the day, there are not that many people. Jensen drags his bags towards the departures, Dean trailing after him, leashed and muzzled. The dog hates being restricted like this, but he’s learned to endure it. They are traveling by plane far too often for him not to. His dad carries the plastic kennel that the husky has to stay in.
First Jensen checks in the luggage and then they head for the check in for Dean. They are lucky that they were able to get a flight that allowed dogs, booking only three weeks ago. Usually the dog would have to go into the cargo department, but since the flight is only half booked, Jensen gets to take Dean into the cabin with him.
He says his goodbye and his thanks, and human and dog head for their terminal. The husky is on his best behavior, staying close to Jensen and ignoring everything around him. They are the first ones to board the plane, the flight attendant helping with securing the kennel. Once Dean is inside and settled down, Jensen takes his seat next to the dog, and closes his eyes.
The take off is over in no time, and he dozes off, catching up on the missed sleep. Throughout the flight Dean is calm, sleeping most of the time as well. Only when the plane reduces its altitude and approaches for the landing, one of the flight attendants wakes Jensen up, and he buckles in.
The landing is not as smooth as the take off, but Dean doesn’t react to the small turbulences. He patiently waits for everyone leave the plane, before Jensen opens the kennel door and the husky gets out. Jensen takes the plastic box with him, leading Dean off the plane and towards baggage claim.
The way to the exit is not that easy. The dog is fascinated by the moving sidewalk. More than once they have to stop at the beginning and the end, and Dean inspects the strange ground. When they arrive at the conveyor belt, most of their fellow passengers are already gone. Jensen got a trolley where he deposited the kennel on. He adds his bags, and they head out into the arrivals area.
Jensen called Jared and told him at what time they would arrive, but he knows that the other has a pretty tight schedule. It comes as a surprise then when someone calls his name.
“Jensen!” Jared’s waving at him. He’s towering a head over everyone else, and even wearing sunglass it’s clear that he’s been recognized by everyone. Heads are turning from him to Jensen at the call, wondering who the stranger is that is being picked up at the airport by Jared Padalecki.
Dean goes crazy at Jared’s voice and pulls Jensen into the his direction, making it almost impossible to steer the trolley through the crowd of on-lookers. Jensen is tempted to just let go of the leash, but it’s not allowed for dogs to run free inside he airport and so he fights Dean, and wrestles with the luggage.
Once they are at Jared’s side, the husky jumps him, barking excitedly, if he wasn’t muzzled, Jared would be the recipient of doggy kisses as well. The actor takes it all in stride, rubbing Dean’s sides, scratching behind his ears and laughing happily.
“I think your dog missed me.” The smiling makes Jared’s eyes crinkle slightly in the corners.
“Just a little bit.” Jensen grins stupidly at the picture that is Jared and Dean. He hands the leash over to Jared and finally gets a good hold on the trolley. “Lead on. We’re collecting a crowd.”
The comment has Jared hunch his shoulders. “Sorry, but I wanted to pick you up myself.”
Jensen just nods. He follows dog and human through LAX airport. People turn to watch them pass by, and there are more and more curious looks Jensen gets. His presence is a mystery they don’t know the answer to. The attention makes him nervous and he speeds his pace up, hurrying after Jared and his freakishly long legs.
They end up in the parking garage where Jared has a shining black GMC truck. The luggage and the kennel are stowed away and then everyone gets in, first Dean and then Jensen and Jared. The windows of the truck are tinted. Usually he would laugh about something like that but with the amount of people that have staring at them Jensen is grateful for the protection the glass represents.
The drive from the airport to Jared’s home will take about an hour. It’s sunny and hot outside, and Jensen can’t wait to get something to drink, preferable water. After the party last night and the coffee in the morning he hasn’t drunk anything else to keep him hydrated. At least Dean got water on the plane.
Ten minutes out of the airport parking, Jensen feels himself start to grow heavy. His body wants some more rest.
“How was the graduation yesterday?” Jared’s question helps with concentrating on staying awake. Jensen rubs his eyes.
“It was awesome. And Mac was awesome, too. She’s the most amazing little sister there is.” The memories of Mac in her robe and hat, then hearing her name being read, make him smile in reminiscence. “And the barbeque transformed into a full blown neighborhood party. There was more food than even you could eat.”
“Hey! I’ll have you know that I the amount of food I eat is appropriate for a growing young man like myself.” The comment has Jensen laugh.
“First of, you aren’t growing anymore Jared, because you’re already too old to be in that phase and you are too tall to grow even more. Second, you eat more food than anyone I know, and believe me Tom is a giant as well, and he doesn’t eat half as much as you do.” He turns his face towards Jared and grins at him. The sunlight shines in behind Jared’s profile and makes it hard for Jensen to see anything.
“I don’t believe you. Not about me no longer growing, and most of all not about that tall friend of yours eating less than me.” The amused comeback has Jensen snort. Leave it to Jared to entertain of growing even taller.
“Whatever.” He turns away from Jared again and looks out of his own window. The morning traffic is long past but there are still a lot of cars on the highway. In the distance he can make out houses and skyscrapers. The glass and steel glitters in the sunlight. “D’you have today off?”
“My schedule starts in the afternoon, and I have almost no scenes today. It’s mostly shoots of my family back home and a couple of scenes with me trying to get the funding of the expedition.” What Jensen doesn’t understand is why they are shooting the movie if it takes place in the Polar Circle. “Chad has the day off.”
He nods and continues watching LA pass by. “Is it any trouble if I stay at your house when you are on set?” The last he needs is security locking up because they think him to be some stalker or some burglar.
“No, it’s cool. Jack, he’s my bodyguard, and Bill, he’s the head of security at the house, know about you, and they’re instructed in letting you come and go as you wish.” The first thing Jensen has to do though is to rent a car. He can’t rely on Jared for driving him around. The actor is busy enough as it is. “Today I don’t have that much time, but tomorrow is Saturday. I was thinking about brunch, and then I’ll give you the tour of Hollywood.”
“Hollywood boot camp?” Jensen teases.
“Dude, exactly like a Hollywood boot camp.” Jared reaches for the car radio and switches it on. There are the news, and then the weather. Apparently it’s going to be even hotter the coming days, with no reprieve in the nearer future. After that a catchy tune starts up.
Jensen closes his eyes and rests some more. Once they arrive at Jared’s place he’ll have to call David and get info on where they are meeting in the afternoon. Most likely some restaurant or café. He’ll have to see if Dean and Jared’s dogs get along, so that he can leave the husky behind when he heads out for the meeting.
Once they are off the highway the neighborhoods change, becoming increasingly secured and wealthy. There are gates and high walls and fences when they turn into Jared’s street. It’s rather closed off and impersonal. Jensen prefers the street his parents are living in, even the cramped living at the compound, to the caged feeling he gets from this neighborhood.
Jared turns into a driveway, passing a secured gate with a guy waving at them, and drives up to what Jensen would call a villa. The house is huge. All terracotta roofs, and white stucco walls. It’s surrounded by a giant garden, and Jensen thinks he can make out the ocean in the distance.
“Here we are.” That they are. He thinks about a reply to the comment but he’s still dumbstruck by the sheer size of the property. Dean barks excitedly when he sees the garden, making Jensen move, and climb out of the car.
It’s not like Jensen wasn’t aware that Jared is a famous Hollywood star, and that he’s rich, but facing that wealth in such a way, is more than a little intimidating. It’s just not the kind of life he’s used to. Even David, who most likely is ten times as rich as Jared, doesn’t make Jensen feel like he’s a poor slob. Mostly because he knows David only dressed like Jensen himself.
There is the sound of barking, and Jensen quickly grabs Dean’s collar. He doesn’t think that the dogs will attack each other, but better safe than sorry. The front door to the house opens, and two brown darts shoot out, crashing into Jared who’s coming round the hood of the car to Jensen’s side.
More barking and slobbering, and then the two dogs turn to the visitors. Dean strains against Jensen’s hold. He’s curious about the other dogs. Sadie and Harley excitedly dash at them, sniffing and nosing at the strangers. The husky tries to give back as good as he gets. It’s difficult for him to check the other dogs out like he wants to, but he gets in his fair share of sniffing.
“You can let him go, Jensen. They’ll be fine.” Jared is next to him now. Smiling happily at the three dogs.
He decides to trust Jared’s judgment, and unleashes Dean. With a bark the three are off, chasing around in the park-like garden.
“Let’s get the bags and I’ll show around the house.” Jared is almost as excited as the dogs. He takes the luggage and makes for the open entrance. Jensen can only follow him, staring at the huge villa with respect. The entrance hall is spacious and light. Everything is clean and even though it generally looks like an interior designer helped with the design, bits and pieces that are pure Jared make sure that the room doesn’t look impersonal. This seems true for all of the other rooms as well.
They walk up the stairs, down a corridor, take the first hallway on the left, turn right again, walk down some stairs, turn left and then they are at their destination. Jensen suddenly has this mental image of him getting lost in the house, and never making it out again.
“This is your room.” Jared watches him expectantly as Jensen enters. It’s a light room with modern furniture. There’s an en-suite bathroom, and a glass sliding door that leads out onto a terrace, and into the garden.
Next to his own bed is a doggy bed for Dean. This small gesture has Jensen calm down and he smiles at Jared. “The room and the house are awesome, Jared. I like them.” And he finds that he means it.
“Great. I have to admit that I was a bit nervous that you wouldn’t like it here.” And the mere fact that Jared was as nervous as Jensen walking around the house, makes it okay that Jensen will most likely get lost trying to find his way to the kitchen or the front door.
“Naw, I love it here.” He opens the sliding door and walks out. He can hear Jared following him outside.
There is barking somewhere to their right, but the dogs are nowhere to be seen. The garden is a nice mix of grass and trees, and bushes and flowers. From the terrace he can see the cliffs and beyond that the sea. A path leads towards something that looks like stairs. Apparently the property has either a private beach or at least access to the beach.
“I take the dogs for a run at the beach each morning. It’s the only time when it’s really empty. In the evening we’re mostly walking up the street. There’s a small path up the hill to a great meadow. They love it there.” Jared points out other features of interest, proudly talking about some tree or another, telling him about how he had the pool built. “Would you like something to eat? Breakfast is over, but maybe an early lunch?”
“Sure.” His growling stomach reminding him of the single stale bagel he had for breakfast almost six hours ago. “Show me the way to the kitchen, Mr. Padalecki.”
Jared shoves him lightly at the name, and then they return inside. Jensen thinks that they are returning the way they came from but somehow they end up somewhere else than he thought. There’s no entrance hall, but there’s a large kitchen with a middle aged woman bustling around. Her thick hair is wrought into a knot, and she’s wearing a white apron.
“Hey Linda, d’you think we could maybe get something for lunch?” Jared is giving Linda the full monty, puppy eyes, innocent tone of voice and he even hunches down a little to look less like a giant. Jensen has to bite is tongue to keep from laughing at the pitiful picture he makes.
“Jared, stop that at once.” His antics seem to be well known, and Linda just points at a stool at the breakfast counter, making him sit down obediently. “And you must be Jensen.”
Suddenly Jensen feels the urge to slink over to the stool next to Jared. He holds out his hand, and wonders if his hair is mussed from sleeping on the plane and resting against the window in the car. “Jensen Ackles, ma’am.”
This earns him a satisfied smile. “You’ve got manners. How refreshing. Jared’s usual friends are not as civilized as you.”
“Hey!” Jared’s attempt of protesting is nipped in the bud, by a raised eyebrow, and she returns her attention back to Jensen.
“Hmm and you are rather good looking, as well.” Linda’s compliment has Jensen blush, and he starts squirming. He really wants to go to that stool and sit down next to Jared. “Go on then, sit down. I’ll make you two boys something to eat.”
It doesn’t take long and they are served a mixture of breakfast and lunch. Jensen takes the first bite and almost groans with pleasure. This has to be the best food he’s ever had. Piling some more on his plate (he has to make sure that Jared can’t pile everything on his own), he digs in. “I know now why you like eating so much.”
Linda smiles satisfied at him, and then she turns back to the stove, cleaning up the utensils she used in cooking their meal.
Once they are finished with eating, they say their thanks and Jared leads him outside in the search for their dogs. The three of them are playing around the pool. The area here includes not only the pool and a deck, but there’s a barbeque and a pool bar as well, making this a perfect place to party.
While Jared chases the dogs around, Jensen fishes his phone out of his pocket, and gives David a call. They are to meet at four in the same café they’ve been to the last time. Next he’s calling a cab company and orders a car for three o’clock. He’ll just rent a car in town.
With everything taken care of Jensen follows the sound of laugher and barking, until he finds Jared and the dogs wrestling for a football. The leather is slobbered on, and the bite marks all over it, make it clear that it belongs to Sadie and Harley.
“You need some help with them?” His question is answered when Jared throws the ball at him, three dogs bounding after it.
continue: Part Three