Title: a spotlight on these desolate dreams
Warnings: Minor character death (on and off screen), violence, angst.
Word Count: ~ 50,000
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Summary: In high school, Jared Padalecki had it all. He was surrounded with rich, famous, beautiful friends and partied with young Hollywood's elite. As if all of that wasn't exciting enough, he used the tricks he learned from his grandfather to become an amateur sleuth with his billionaire best friend, Jensen Ackles, playing the role of trusty sidekick. But when he got in over his head and lost everything he once held dear, he knew that it was time to move on. That was ten years ago. Now he lives the lonely life of a hardboiled private investigator on the streets of Manhattan, and his fabulous past is nothing but a distant memory. That is, until a tragedy forces him to return to California and the world he left behind. Between juggling rabid paparazzi, sarcastic detectives, and a spurned ex-best friend, it's a wonder that he can possibly find the time to solve a murder that has left the city of angels reeling.
Notes: This was written for spn_j2_bigbang. There are long and rambling notes at the end of the story, but I have to give a shout out here. If I'm this story's mother, then woodstarling is the surrogate and kamikaze_redux is the midwife. This story simply wouldn't exist without them. ♥ Also, I did a lot of research for this story, but I am by no means an expert in being a cop, private investigator, or a member of the Hollywood elite, so forgive me any inaccuracies. I'm proud of this one, and I hope you all like it. Don't forget to check out woodstarling's absolutely incredible art.