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Jack woke up in his own bed, in his own hut, with his own boyfriend pulled close. They'd had a shitty night, between both of them losing the election and Jack's raging jealousy over Greg's...whatever...with the Doctor.

But now the sun was up and Jack laid there, watching Greg sleep. Not for very long, though. It was only a few minutes before he leaned in and kissed him beneath the ear.

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[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I know," he lied.

[misanthrope_md]

"You're lying," sighed House.

Everybody lies.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"You're getting better at catching me," Jack replied. "So I don't know. If it's not about sex...the way I look...I don't know."

[misanthrope_md]

House just looked at him for a second, gaze even. "If that's what you really think, you're an idiot. Do you want me to prove it? Want to go, what, a month, a week without sex? Piece of cake."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"For you, maybe," he smirked. His hand roamed lightly up and down Greg's torso and he shook his head. "I'm not a doctor. Not a lawyer. What I can do, I can't do here. It's not like we just...talk. We could. I guess. Talk and not fight."

[misanthrope_md]

"I've told you things that I've never told anyone," House said. "And I'd... tell you more, if you asked. We talk more than you think we do, I think."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack stopped the motion of his hand and looked up into Greg's eyes. "What's your favorite color?"

[misanthrope_md]

House blinked. "I... don't know, blue I guess. You're really not going to pull this on me, are you? Who gives a shit what my favorite color is?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I give a shit what your favorite color is. And what you like to eat. And what music you like and what you're interested in reading and...and pizza and beer and wrestling and monster trucks and everything. I know how much we talk, Greg. I know a lot more than you'd think."

[misanthrope_md]

"See, you do know a lot," House said. "What music I like and pizza and beer and wrestling and monster trucks. You're the one who doesn't like to talk about your past, so I don't push you."

He slid an arm around Jack's waist. "But I do know what kind of music you like." And started to hum 'Night and Day' under his breath.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack closed his eyes and smiled, laying his head on Greg's chest. "If you really want to know, I'll tell you."

[misanthrope_md]

"I don't need to know," House said. "Your past doesn't matter to me."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I didn't ask if you needed to know. Do you want to know?"

[misanthrope_md]

"Honestly? I'm not sure. It's not going to change my opinion of you, but I have a feeling you might think it's going to change my opinion of you and... I don't want you to get uncomfortable or feel bad about it."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack licked his lips and bought himself a little time, collecting his thoughts.

"I don't have parents," he said, finally. "When I told you I was made...I meant it. I was born in breeding facility 74-3R-Alpha."

[misanthrope_md]

House didn't say anything to that, just nodded slowly.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"We, um, we were grouped by age, and later by developmental characteristics. I remember being moved from the child center to the Academy when I was...maybe six?"

[misanthrope_md]

"Did you..." House wasn't really sure what to ask. "Did you have fun? As a kid, I mean?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I trained," he said, thinking the question over. "I guess it was fun. I was really fucking competative. There wasn't any question I'd be a soldier. That's what I was raised for. The freedom came from getting to pick what kind of service. My best friend and I, I got him to join up with me to go to the front lines. Adventure of a lifetime. But we got captured and I watched them torture him to death. They took him just because I was stronger. They killed him and there was nothing I could do."

He took another breath and kept his voice even as he kept on. "So when I finally got back to my troop, I signed on for special duty. I started with recon, then went to interrogation. I was so good at it, the Time Agency noticed. Then I joined them."

[misanthrope_md]

House watched Jack's face change as he spoke, and wasn't really sure what to do. So he just listened, a hand on Jack's leg.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"So then I went through their training program. Learned so many languages. Customs. Cultures. Times and planets. All my other training made the seduction, evasion, and theft easy. Top of my class there, too. I did everything I was asked to do. Everything. And then...I don't know. Two years gone and I don't know," he shrugged."

"Then I went freelance. Conned whoever I could. Made a lot of money and got really used to being on my own. Taking care of myself. Leaving when shit got tough. And then I met Rose and everything just kind of...fell apart."

[misanthrope_md]

"And then you met the Doctor," House said quietly. "And then you died. And then you... came back." That part of the story, he knew.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Right. So...now you know. I left out the really interesting stories. But, you know...gotta have something to tell you some other time."

[misanthrope_md]

"You know, I probably could have guessed the gist of that," House pointed out, and brushed his lips against Jack's neck. "Well. What do you want to know about me?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"...Is that shot helping at all?"