IG IC Chat Log

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Conversation has OOG knowledge, but the splitting up is an IG fact.


T: [strokes his shoulder]
J: Miss you.
T: Miss you too. Long day.
J: Yeah.
T: [puts an arm around him]
J: [leans in closer, hand smoothing across his stomach]
T: I don't want you to go. But I understand.
J: I just...she's going to lose it, you know.
J: And...I've lied...
J: It's bad. And I can't fix it. I can't fix anything.
T: Lied?
J: Lie of omission. I never told Wilson, and I KNOW it's got to be his.
T: You...did you tell House not to tell anyone?
J: House doesn't even know she's pregnant
T: [sighs]
T: Jack...it's not so bad.
T: But...
T: Did you tell House that you're sterile?
J: No.
T: Oh.
T: ...what was that offer you made to him?
J: [is quiet for a minute]
J: Nothing.
J: I knew he'd say no.
J: You already did.
T: Oh.
J: Really. It's nothing.
T: It's not.
J: It's nothing that's ever going to happen.
J: Okay?
J: [buries his face against his neck]
T: [strokes his back, slowly]
T: [hums an old song]
J: What is that?
T: Just something from home.
J: [looks up at him for a minute before kissing him softly]
T: [kisses him back, soft, for a moment]
T: [curls up with him]
J: Is Chase with you tonight?
T: I think so.
T: I'm sorry, Jack.
J: [smiles] Don't be.
J: Do me a favor?
T: What is it?
J: Just...love him. A lot.
T: I do. [it shows in his face]
J: [kisses him again...almost chaste]
J: Good.
T: [trails his fingertips along his side]
J: [wraps his arms around him]
J: I feel like I should tell you goodbye, sort of.
T: You aren't...going to the dinosaurs, are you?
J: No. Just to the mountain
J: Find some clarity without people around fucking with my head.
T: Yeah. I'm sorry, Jack.
J: Don't be.
J: It's hard to try to know what I want when you and Greg know just how to make me want to fall into bed.
J: And Dale and Ianto make me want to cry
T: [strokes his hair]
J: And everyone else apparently knows that if they just need fucked, I'm the one to run to
T: You need to tell them no, Jack.
J: I know. But god, it's so nice to just...you know
J: I like it. They like it. It's...nice.
T: I know. [sighs] Rob's going to be having sex with Meredith Grey.
J: I'm not.
J: When I come back...I think...yeah. Just not.
T: I know.
T: Unfortunately...I can't do the 'just sex' thing anymore.
T: ...sorry. I'm done.
J: Me either.
J: I...thought I could.
J: Thought I'd fuck Neil and it'd just be...whatever
T: Yeah.
T: [snuggles in]
J: I'm sorry.
J: I love you and I want you...but I can't keep doing this.
T: I know it.
T: I won't say it doesn't hurt...but it can't go on.
T: Not like this.
J: [lets his arms fall from around him]
J: [whispers] I'm sorry.
T: [nods, eyes squeezed closed, leans forward and kisses his forehead] I know.
J: Want me to move out when I get back?
T: [shakes his head] No. Stay.
J: [swallows hard, nodding]
T: If anything...not for me...then stay for Ace, yeah? She needs you.
J: Yeah.
T: [bites his lower lip]
J:...I should go.
T: Probably.
T: [has drawn in on himself] This is it, then?
J: Seems like.
T: Do something for me?
J: [lets go and sits up]
J: Yeah?
T: Find who you are, and bring him back.
J: [nods, back to him]
T: I'll see you.
J: Yeah.
T: [bites lip again and turns away, pulling the blankets around him tightly]
J: [leaves quietly without looking back]