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im_torchwood) wrote2020-02-17 04:03 pm
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House
Jack couldn't just leave well enough alone. When he had free time, he found himself haunting the hospital, driving past Greg's building, spying on him as he got coffee. He even lo-jacked his bike.
But actually talk to the man? That wasn't in the plan.
He was actually in the hallway outside the clinic when his phone rang. He stopped to look at it, but it was just his boss so he swiped the call away.
But actually talk to the man? That wasn't in the plan.
He was actually in the hallway outside the clinic when his phone rang. He stopped to look at it, but it was just his boss so he swiped the call away.
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"Sure did," he nodded. "Don't worry, though. You'll wake up refreshed, I promise."
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"Well, because the way I mix the chemical compound leaves you feeling alert and not groggy," he explained, completely aware that hadn't been what House meant.
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"Because I haven't gotten our reunion right yet. Don't worry, I'll get there. Until then, I get to keep tucking you in," Jack told him.
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"This is only the sixth time," he assured him. "And I just want it to go...right. I miss you, Greg."
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"Duly noted," he said before grabbing a throw to cover him up.
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"Not yet," he smiled.
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"It's okay, I'll remember," he said, but then kissed House on the forehead.
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Jack tucked the blanket up, then quietly found his way out and locked up behind him.
Next time would go better.