the_coffee_god: (ianto jack)
the_coffee_god ([personal profile] the_coffee_god) wrote 2011-05-13 01:25 pm (UTC)

Jack’s voice startles me out of my thoughts and I’m surprised to see the lights are on. When did that happen?

“Yeah, sorry.” When I swipe a hand over my face, I find I’ve been crying. That’s going to be a problem. After scrubbing my face dry with my sleeve I look up and see Jack holding out a hand to help me up; a concerned look on his face. Great, there’s going to be questions I don’t want to answer. Turning away, I reach out and let Jack pull me upright.

After taking a moment to pocket the iPod and put the gun away, I brush off my suit and say. “I was just...” Letting my voice drift off, I look up at the ceiling then swallow the pain away and look Jack in the face.

“Lots of ghosts down here, you know?” I say in a voice that’s a little shakier than I’d hoped.

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