[ace, doctor, cuddy]

[more_flexible]

He'd talked to House. That was...what was today? He'd talked to House on Monday. That had to be days ago.

Jack was in his hut. He'd been there...days, maybe. He had some water, and he'd eaten something. Maybe a while ago, he couldn't remember.

Is this what it was to have a broken heart? Had he done this to people? Had he done this to people all over time and space?

Had he done this to people here?

Fuck it. Jack rolled over and pulled the sheet up over his face. If anyone needed him, they'd know where to find him or who to ask. It's not like he was going anywhere.



[dual duty because I'm lazy. this is for ace, cuddy and the doctor. he's still not talking, so I'm really sorry if these go short or die.]

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[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"It..." he paused, searching for just the right word. "It sucks."

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

"It does. I know it does." Her eyes searched his, her own dark. "I know it sucks, and it's awful and- I know. But you have to keep on moving - just sitting here and letting the world go buy isn't what you need to do." She poured him some more coffee, pressing the cup into his hand.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He took it gladly and drank. "I just can't seem to get up. I don't know. Maybe I should go diving or something. Something."

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

She chewed on the inside of her lip. "I- I'm going to need help." She hated asking for it, wasn't going to have asked for it, but- "With... walking. To be able-" To be able to do it again.

She had been going to try and manage on her own. "To not need the crutches anymore."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

His eyebrows went up as he watched her over the rim of his cup. "Okay," he agreed. "I can do that."

Something he could do. Pretty hard to fuck up helping Ace.

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

She swallowed hard, mumbling. "I'm kind of afraid." She looked away, and then changed the subject as she looked back at him. "I honestly think Ianto's coffee can fix anything. Feeling better, even just a little?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I am," he agreed, letting her admission slip past. Of course she was, but platitudes wouldn't help. "Thank you. I mean it, Ace. Thank you."

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

Her brows knit. "... For coffee?" She.. She wasn't used to being thanked. Not really, when you got down to it.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"For coming and finding me. I could have, in theory, moped and slept and wasted away...like some smelly Romantic poet. Minus the poofy shirt and syphillis," he said, absolutely seriously.

And then...he smiled.

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

"I'll always come and find you. And someone else would have roused you far before the point of you wasting away, but I'm glad I have the honors." She smiled at him, and wrinkled her nose. "Although I must say I'm a bit grateful about the lack of the last bit."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, poofy shirts have never looked good on me," he shot back, his smile growing wider. "Nothing against Ianto, but I don't think his coffee alone could have made me smile as easy as you."

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

"You know, if Ianto's coffee managed to get here without Ianto or me bringing it, I'd have to wonder if it was really coffee at all, and not some odd sort of alien." She laughed, and shook her head slightly. "Sometimes, I wonder if all he puts in that stuff is coffee. It almost seems a bit too good, although I'm hardly complaining."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"He's precise," Jack replied, his smile slipping just a little. "Ace? Would you tell me the truth about something?"

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

Ace's eyebrows rose, and her fingers entwined with his. "Yup. What is it?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Is there something between you and Ianto?" he asked, both hoping and dreading the answer.

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

Ace blinked, and actually pulled back slightly, before she shook her head. "N-no." She looked at the sheets on his bed, biting the inside of her lip. "I- There isn't anybody. With anything, Jack." She still wasn't looking at him, but when she finally did it was obvious that she was telling the truth.

"Why?" She didn't understand why he would ask- ... She tried to deny that it hurt somehow that he asked, that he thought she wouldn't tell him, but that she'd had to tell him no- She looked down again, her fingers winding up with her shirt again.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Because if there was, I might have to feel bad about this," he said, wrapping his arms around her and holding on, pressing a kiss to her neck beneath her ear.

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

Her breath caught, her mind not quite having the time to catch up with his words when he kissed beneath her ear, her breath catching as her nails tightened just slightly on his shoulder. Of course his mouth would just hit that spot, and- And it must have been accidental. "Jack?" Her voice was almost pure breath and no voice, her head tipping just slightly without even her thinking about it so that it would be easier for him-

Thinking? Not so much a priority. Although later, she certainly would be... confused.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

His fingers skimmed her spine lightly and he finally broke the kiss, brushing over the pulse point with warm lips and rough whiskers before he pulled away and looked at her.

"Yeah, Ace?" he asked innocently.

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

Her eyes were dark, and she was almost breathless- "I- Uh- ... What? I mean-" She licked her lips, her mouth moving to try and form words. "... What?"

Swift, she was not.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'd have kissed you right, but my mouth is all coffee and, I'm not sure, but a monkey might have done something disgusting in it while I slept," he said, leaning in to kiss her nose. "Mostly it was for reminding me I still have something to be happy about."

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

She was still slightly... blinky.

"... Oh. I- ... you're welcome?" She licked her lips, and was still trying to equate that with if she and Ianto- or anyone, really, because that might be- .... but he'd not meant it that way, but- but otherwise why would he have said-

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"And you're sure Ianto's still free?" he teased, winking at her as his hands slid gently from around her back. Then he followed immediately with, "when do you want to start working on your legs?"

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

She blinked at him again, her brows knitting for just a moment. "He's at least got nothing from me." Her smile was a bit... strained, but she did mean it - it was just that she was trying to figure out what the fuck was going on.

"I was thinking move in today or tommorrow, start the legs a day or two after that?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Today?" he asked brightly, smiling brilliantly. "Yeah...I can..." he said, shifting on the bed with excitement. "I'll get up and go get cleaned up. New sheets. All that," he said, nodding. For the first time in days, he was actually looking forward to something instead of dreading each passing minute.