The Day After

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Yesterday had been going so well. Jack had his pimp on, curled up with the Doctor, Izzie, and Jaime, and so many people had joined in watching Casablanca. But afterward...

He didn't want to think about it.

They had fought. It seemed like it began with the Doctor not approving of Jaime, but eventually it was clear that wasn't what it was about at all. He knew he shouldn't dwell on the missing time, knew that it didn't do any good. Knew it was eating him up.

Jack flopped back on the sofa and put his feet up as the jukebox ever-so-appropriately began to play the blues. Some of the songs, Jack even knew already.

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[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Oh!" he replied, understanding finally. "I love him. He loves me. We'd be more miserable if we weren't together at all. This way works...it's just new. Trust me, I might not know about love, but I know misery. This isn't it," he assured Leoben with a laugh and a soft hand on his arm.

[seer-of-god.livejournal.com]

"What do humans call it then?" Leoben muttered, throughily frustrated and confused. No wonder he had never done well with any human males. They were all frakked in the head when it came to relationships.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He laughed a little and leaned into Leoben's shoulder. "Um...life?"

[seer-of-god.livejournal.com]

Leoben snorted. "Yeah, probably. It just blows my mind, I guess. It's so complicated and..." He would have strangled that Doctor by now.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"It's not complicated. It's..." he paused as an idea struck him and he smirked a little. "See, if you'd just come to bed with me, everything would make sense."

No one ever accused him of giving up in the face of a challenge...even if he was just teasing.

[seer-of-god.livejournal.com]

Leoben practically doubled-over laughing. "Oh frak no," he said after awhile. "God, you'd be the death of me."

He'd lived for too long in a world full of symbols, meaning, and purpose to detach from anything particularly something as intimate as sex. At least in terms of humans. With other Cylons, it meant a lot but it was just what they did. It was like breathing or touching. Instinctual. Another means of connecting.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack would have made a brilliant Cylon. Sex was as natural as breathing, and touch of all kinds was as simple as talking for him. The next best thing was watching Leoben laugh.

"No, I won't. You'll just wish it...or give in," he teased as he leaned in to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Thanks, Leoben. I don't think I got any understanding about this, but you made me feel better anyhow."

[seer-of-god.livejournal.com]

Leoben snorted, but he didn't argue. He accepted the kiss with a slight roll of his eyes and nodded. "You're welcome, Jack. Even if I don't get what you're talking about it half the time, I like talking to you too."

The Cylon didn't really understand but as long as the humans got what they were doing, what harm could it do?