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Jack had his routine and he was sticking to it more rigidly than ever. Sunday morning dawned and he began to gather and sort laundry just like every week. He was quiet while Logan lay in bed and had it bagged up and ready to go, then he thought for a moment and went into the bedroom.
He looked at his husband and wished he could do something to help. Jack was good at fixing things but some things he simply couldn't fix. But Logan needed to get up, he thought. He needed to go on. So Jack laid down with him and kissed his forehead.
"Do you want to get up and come with me? Just to the compound. I can start the laundry and we can take a real shower and get some food we didn't have to cook. Come on. Come with me," he said quietly- and braced himself for a no. He just wanted to take care of Logan but he didn't know what to do.
He looked at his husband and wished he could do something to help. Jack was good at fixing things but some things he simply couldn't fix. But Logan needed to get up, he thought. He needed to go on. So Jack laid down with him and kissed his forehead.
"Do you want to get up and come with me? Just to the compound. I can start the laundry and we can take a real shower and get some food we didn't have to cook. Come on. Come with me," he said quietly- and braced himself for a no. He just wanted to take care of Logan but he didn't know what to do.
