Title: Of All The Gin Joints
Author: Adalia
Characters: Nine/Old!Jack
Rating/Warning: none
Summary: Several centuries after Torchwood, Jack Harkness spends some relaxing time running a bar on a small, nondescript planet. In walks someone he never expected to see again. What were the odds?
Author's Note: Written for
a Drabble Week prompt from
nightrider101.
What were the odds? Of all the gin joints, in all the worlds, in all the Universe, he walks into mine.
He doesn't know it, of course. Doesn't know who I am, or rather who I will be to him later. Doesn’t even seem to know what’s going on around him, actually.
He looks terrible. And young. And so wonderful... those cheekbones, that jacket, those glorious ears.
Those eyes.
This must be right after the War. And here he is in my bar, where maybe I can help him.
What were the odds? Lady Time must be on our side.