Crevasse Rescue
By Simarillion

Fandom: Supernatural RPS
Universe: Alternative Universe
Rating: R
Beta: Asm Z
Pairing: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki, others
Warnings: slash, M/M
Word Count: 3,019 (12,285 total)
Summary: Tell it like it is. (Of settling and living)
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 4 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, Iceberg Anatomy, and Avalanches Approaching.

[Masterpost]



Part Four

The reaction of the workers when they arrive the next day is kind of hilarious. Jared is sitting in the kitchen, wearing only sweats and his sneakers from his run with the dogs. Jensen swears Jim, the painter, really does a double take. The baffled looks are ignored by Jared, who shakes everyone’s hand and talks with them about the progress on the house, as if he was one of the workers himself.

Jared gets so invested in the renovation, that he spends the whole morning and a good part of the afternoon, carrying things to and from the workers, hammers nails, sands wood, and keeps the men steadily supplied with water and juice.

Jensen uses the time to grade some more papers and prepare a slide show of pictures from his last trip to Greenland and Iceland. Chuck, for that is how Professor Whitfield wants to be called, is specialized in marine ecology, and they decided that it would be a good idea if Jensen talks in detail about glaciers and ice fields in the Arctic Circle.

Some time in the afternoon, Jared joins him in the study, or at least the bedroom that has been adapted to be a temporary office for Jensen. After watching Jensen for a couple of minutes, he decides that their time could be spent more productively. That’s how Jensen finds himself shirtless, and breathless, on his desk.

He likes the determination with which Jared approaches the sexual aspect of their relationship. Even though they yet have to have full sex, it’s Jensen, not Jared, who stops them just before things get too far. He’s had sex, and he wants sex, but something has him make Jared wait. And if the other respects him he will.

Jensen is lying on the desk, on his back, and Jared has his hands inside Jensen’s pants. They are busy making each other sweat, and when Jared’s fingers close around his dick, Jensen shudders. It feels just too good. Knowing that it’s Jared who touches him like this and that it’s real and not some jerk off fantasy makes it even better.

His hands seek hold on the surface of the desk, and soon Jensen crumples printed out lesson plans and handouts for college. With every jerk Jared grows bolder, and soon Jensen throws his head back, his back arched and he pants for breath.

“Come on.” Jared’s words are growled, and Jensen watches through his lashes how Jared bites his lips. His cheeks are flushed, and there’s an excited gleam in Jared’s eyes.

It doesn’t take too long for Jensen after that to lose it, and he comes with a couple of spurts. He sucks more air and tries to move, to sit up. The effort it takes to achieve this small feat is incredible.

Jared grins at him, pleased. There’s sweat on his brow, and Jensen leans forward, licking it away.

“Gross.” Jared’s remark has Jensen laugh softly, and he reaches out for Jared’s hand that is still flecked with Jensen’s sperm, and he licks it clean.

Maybe Jared thinks that to be gross as well, but apparently he thinks it to be very arousing. Between one lick and another, Jensen is once more pressed onto the desk again, and Jared starts to eagerly hump against him. His movement is accompanied by deeps kisses, and Jensen just cards his fingers through Jared’s hair and lets him take control.

The end comes very quickly, and afterwards Jared slumps onto Jensen. Even though he’ll have to make Jared move soon, Jensen lets himself enjoy the weight and the heat that’s Jared Padalecki lying on him.

“You’re heavy.” Once the weight gets too much, Jensen shoves at Jared’s shoulders and makes him get up.

Jared stretches and the sight of his stomach muscles makes Jensen reach out and trace his finger up under his muscle shirt. The skin feels hot to the touch and it’s a little slippery from sweat. His hand is stopped by Jared’s fingers wrapping around Jensen’s wrist.

“If you don’t want to be crushed by me again, you better stop this.” Jensen grins sheepishly but stops his touching.

“Come on; let’s check on how the workers are.” Jensen wants to step past Jared, but Jared refuses to let go of him. He tugs lightly at the wrist he’s holding. It has Jensen stumble slightly into Jared. “I thought you said we should stop?”

“I said no such thing. I said that if you don’t want to be crushed you should stop.” Jared grins mischievously. “I never said that I had to let go of you.”

Rolling his eyes, Jensen pulls Jared after him out of the office and downstairs. The painting of the porch is coming along nicely. The fresh white paint goes perfectly with the pale yellow of the façade. It gives the whole building a positive feeling.

Jim grins when he sees Jared and Jensen, and for a second Jensen fears that he knows what happened in the office. It’s not that it’s any of the other man’s business but after the press chaos the last time someone saw Jensen and Jared together (and at that time they had done nothing else but hang out together), he is somewhat reluctant to draw too much attention to the nature and depth of relationship between them.

As it turns out Jim is grinning at Jared who’s sneaking up behind Jensen and smears paint on his cheek. With a surprised holler and a cruse that would make a sailor blush, Jensen swivels around and glares at Jared. Jared at least has the sense to look contrite, but the amused sparkle in his eyes reveals that he’s not as sorry as he’s supposed to be.

The dogs excitedly join in when Jensen stalks after Jared who’s cautiously edging away from Jensen, laughing all the time. Harley barks happily and butts against his human as if to get him to start the game that the dogs expect him to play. When Jensen and Jared do nothing but move at a slow pace through the garden, the dogs lose their interest and leave their owners to their strange behavior.

In the end Jensen doesn’t get to pay Jared back, because one of the workers calls him inside to ask him on his preferences with the changes that they are making. The interruption is one of many the next couple of days, and when Jared has to leave the following week they don’t get to say the same intimate goodbye as they did at Jared’s home.

Jared’s departure reminds Jensen on the work he’s still got to do for his courses, and so he spends the whole night and as much time as possible the next day on reviewing his handouts.

The students are great. So far they have mostly worked through the introductory part of the case load, and now that they finally get to more specialized topics, Jensen can get to know them better. It’s interesting to find out how different one and the same case can be interpreted, and there are momentous discussions going on during the seminar.

Danneel’s phone call comes as a surprise. They’ve been in contact by e-mail from time to time, but with both of them busy settling into the academic life, the gaps between their writing have been rather large. So, when his phone in the office on Campus rings, Jensen looks up confused. No one ever calls on the landline, it’s easier to reach him on his cell phone, and it takes a second for Jensen to realize where the sound is coming from.

Curiously he picks up only to be greeted by amused laughter.

“Well, took you long enough to pick up. You busy? Jared with you?” Jensen snorts at the last question.

“How I did not miss your bad jokes.” He caps the pen and leans back into the office chair.

“Liar, I know that you’re crying yourself to sleep every night.” Danneel’s more laughing than talking through the phone. “But don’t fret, I’m here. Everything will be fine.”

This has Jensen break out in laughter as well.

“You mean that it can’t get any worse?” He thinks about the Alpine and Artic Research department, and imagines Danneel sitting behind the desk of Dr. Kripke’s office. Of course his friend has a different office, but it’s what his mind comes up with, when he thinks of her in combination of UA.

“Aw, you’re trying to be huffy. How cute.” She coos.

“I’m not cute. Who ever told you that I’m cute? I’m tough and manly, I’ll have you know.” Jensen theatrically puffs out his chest even though Danneel can’t see it. “Anyone who says anything else is lying.”

“Sure, if it gets you through the day.” Danneel sounds doubtful with a hint of cheeky.

A student sticks in his head , wanting to know of Jensen has the time to answer some questions. Jensen nods at him and then turns back to his conversation with his friend. “Hey, I’ve got to do my teacher thing now, but how about I call you in the evening?”

“You better.”

With the promise of a continuation of their talk Jensen hangs up and turns his attention to the student who’s awkwardly standing in the middle of the office. It’s obvious that he’s uncomfortable with interrupting Jensen’s phone call.

“I’m sorry.” More squirming, and Jensen takes pity on the young man.

“Oh no, don’t be. It’s no problem.” He points at the chair in front of his desk and waits for the student to sit down. “So, how can I help you?”

“I’m in your seminar you’re teaching together with Prof Whitfield, and I was wondering if you would need a TA with the external course?” The question takes Jensen by surprise. He hasn’t considered a TA and so far the work load is easily manageable, but the interest the student displays makes him want to offer something.

“Well, I’m new to the department, and my workload isn’t as full as other teachers, so I can’t take on a TA at the moment. But, if you’re interested, I’m also working as a guest lecturer at the University of Alberta. During Spring Break next year, they’ll be going on a small research expedition. I could use some help with that.” Jensen doesn’t know if the young man is interested in glaciology, or if that far into the future he still wants to help, but it’s the only thing he can offer at the moment.

“That sounds interesting.” There’s a look of disappointment on his face though.

“What’s your name?” Jensen tries to remember the face from class, but even though there’s a very vague recollection of seeing the face, he can’t remember the student’s name.

“Kerr Smith.”

“Okay, Kerr. I’ll talk to you some more about the expedition next year when things are getting moving.” Jensen looks encouragingly at Kerr, and hopes that the student hasn’t lost interest in Jensen’s course now.

“Okay, thanks.” The young man gets up and says his goodbye.

Once the door is closed behind the student Jensen goes back to work. He stays later than usual because an e-mail sent to him by the department secretary reminds him that he hasn’t reviewed the exam dates, and there are still some forms he has to fill out to get all the permits for the external course location.

Dean huffs at him when Jensen unlocks the door that evening. The husky’s lying in the hall, watching the entrance. He’s been waiting for Jensen everyday, and it makes Jensen feel guilty for leaving Dean all on his own.

“Yeah, I know. Sorry.” He dashes to the bedroom and quickly changes into his running clothes. He notices in passing that the rewiring seems to be completed and that there are new coats of paint in most of the rooms upstairs.

His running shoes in hand, Jensen almost runs back downstairs. He slips into them, not bothering with the strings, and then he heads out with Dean. Their jog takes them down the street and past the fire station. Behind the small chapel, they turn to the left and run down the road that leads through the fields.

The evening is warm and a slight breeze makes sure that running is enjoyable. Dean darts after rabbits and runs ahead. It’s their usual route and both of them like the quiet and peace of the farm track. The dirt makes running much more comfortable then the paved roads.

From the track, they arrive at the gravel road that leads to the farm, but they run down the other way, ending up in the road back to their street. The exercise has Jensen sweat and he stretches on his font yard before going in and getting some water for himself and Dean.

On the porch, he sits down on the stairs and looks out into the garden. Everything is growing and flourishing. The bright colors of the flowers and bushes are welcome spots in the green of the rest of the garden. There’s even new grass starting to grow in the bald spots.

Dean noisily drinks his water, greedily lapping the liquid. A movement at the back of the garden has Jensen look closer and he sees a shabby ginger and tabby cat slink through the bushes. The animal carefully watches its surroundings and when it notices Jensen watching, the cat stops in its tracks and stares at the human.

For some time they remain like this, Jensen sitting still and the cat not moving a muscle, one front paw raised for the next step. When Dean suddenly pushes past Jensen, knocking him to the side, and darts off towards it, the cat disappears through the bushes and the fence into the small wood behind.

“Dean!” Jensen calls the dog back.

At first the husky ignores him, sniffing the spot where the other animal disappeared, but when he can’t find anything, he disappointedly returns to Jensen. He sits down in front of the human and whines pitifully.

“Don’t look at me like that. It’s your fault the cat ran.” Jensen tries to reprimand the husky, but the sad puppy eyes have him succumb in seconds, and so he finds himself rubbing the dog’s sides and scratching him behind the ears.

After consoling Dean, Jensen gets his cell phone from the house and sits back down on the stairs. He opens his contacts list and scrolls down to Danneel’s name. Jensen calls her and waits for his friend to pick up.

“Hey there!” She picks after the second ring. “So, got all your important teaching stuff done in the afternoon?”

“Yeah, had to stay late though because I forgot to file some paperwork, and the department secretary had to send me a reminder of the deadline for it.” There’s once again movement in the back of the garden, and the cat returns. This time she quickly darts to the (fence?), and disappears behind it.

“Damn, I know how that is. I’ve been filling out so many forms, writing so many requests and reports I feel like a secretary myself.” Her groan has Jensen chuckle.

“Yeah, there’s nothing better than some nice paperwork to fill your day.” He takes another sip from his water glass and stretches his legs out.

“So, tell me. Is the hunk from Hollywood around?” Danneel’s nickname causes Jensen to break out in laughter, and it takes a couple of seconds before he calms down again.

“The hunk from Hollywood?” His voice is teasing.

“Well, he’s a hunk, and he’s from Hollywood. So, the Hunk from Hollywood.” Danneel seems to be irrationally proud of her name for Jared. “So, what now? Is he staying with you or is he in LA?”

“Jared’s in LA and he’ll leave in two days for work. They’re shooting some action movie, and parts of it are shot on location in Europe. He’s going to Prague.” The thought of Jared leaving for two months makes him sad, but they knew from the beginning that there would be times where either of them has to travel for work.

“That sucks. How long is he going to be away?” There’s the sound of toenails clicking and then Dean lies down, leaning against Jensen’s back.

“Two months in Prague, and then they’ll do the rest in the studio in LA. He’ll be rather busy then as well.” Jensen sighs and forces himself to stop worrying about long separation. They’ll just have to spend some more time together after that.

“Well, that leaves more time for you to spend with your friends.” Danneel’s attempt of cheering him up has Jensen smile. “I can’t wait for your first stint up here in Alberta. It will be good to see you again. I can’t even remember anymore what you look like. You’ve got black hair and a red beard, right? And glasses!”

Jensen laughs out loud. “Yeah, and don’t forget my beaked nose.”

“Oh my, how could I.” The banter chases away the last remnants of worry about Jared and he basks in the last rays of the evening’s sun.

“So, tell me, how was your start at UA?” Jensen’s curious how everyone at Dr. Kripke’s department is doing, and in their e-mails they never went into too much detail about them both starting at university.

Danneel takes a deep breath and launches into her tale about relocating from Alaska to Canada, and starting as a teacher at UA. She has Jensen laugh about her first meeting with Dr. Kripke, and he tells her about all the things that happened on his own first day at Stanford.

Their call lasts for almost an hour, and at the end they promise to call each other more often from now on. With Jensen’s upcoming class at UA, they’ll need to arrange for him to stay with her for a couple of days anyway. After they say their goodbye, Jensen stays sitting on the steps for some more time.



continue: Part Five