[for donna]

[more_flexible]

The winter was nice, but it was damn cold. Jack had come into the compound and sat before the roaring fire, flipping through a manual of tri-phasic morphing cells and their various applications. It would probably be either boring or incomprehensible to most people. For Jack it was pure nostalgia. Maybe, one day, he'd have an opportunity to actually use that sort of tech. Here? Not really gonna happen. Even if he had something, it'd only be worth playing with, and even then he'd have to do it in the TARDIS.

He shifted a little and looked up, catching sight of something far more interesting than tech. There was Donna...and her magnificent rack. Jack smiled and waved her over.

"Hey there, gorgeous," he said, flashing a friendly smile.

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[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Not really." Jack turned his head just enough to press his lips to her hair and breathed in the scent of her. It only took a moment for him to decide to admit, "I thought you were a victim of Torchwood."

[nobledonna.livejournal.com]

"You mean a victim of you?"

Donna tilted her head a little.

"Are you smelling my hair?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I'm not him," Jack insisted as he pulled away. "Not yet, anyhow. I came here instead of Cardiff." He cleared his throat and smiled. "I might have been, yeah."

[nobledonna.livejournal.com]

"Well I hope it smells good, mate, not as if I've got my Clinique Happy on me."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"You smell nice," he assured her. Really nice, in fact. Nice enough to make his heart beat a little faster and heat rush through him as those fifty-first century pheromones kicked in.

[nobledonna.livejournal.com]

"I smell nice?" Donna smirked. "I would have taken you for more creative in your come ons."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"It's not a come on. It's called a compliment," he replied.

[nobledonna.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Well, in that case, thanks." She turned her head and sniffed at him. "I guess you smell all right, too."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Wow. That was...nice," he said, dry but amused. "You're a hell of a woman, Donna. Did you whip the Doctor into shape while you traveled with him?" He couldn't really picture her tolerating his attitude sometimes.

[nobledonna.livejournal.com]

Donna snorted. "I think he was just relieved I wasn't in love with him. He gave me this whole speech before he brought me on about how he wasn't looking for love--can you believe it, the presumptuous twit."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I can believe it. After Rose...and Martha, to a degree...he probably couldn't take it anymore, if you ask me. What he needs is a friend, not someone who idolizes him." Which meant that Donna was heaps better than Jack, right from the start.

[nobledonna.livejournal.com]

Donna snorted. "That man doesn't need anyone idolizing him; his head's plenty big enough."

She sighed. "But I love him anyway. You know, in a non-icky way."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack nodded slowly. "He's not a hard guy to love. Especially when he takes you places that are amazing."

[nobledonna.livejournal.com]

"Mmmhmm," Donna said, and leaned her head on his shoulder.

And they sat there for a good long time, neither one of them saying a word.