It was cold, but Jack didn't care. He was standing on the balcony of his apartment - and he'd never thought he'd ever get to use the thing - drinking coffee and looking out over the city. Rome was nice, it'd be nicer in a few hundred years, but really, the twenty-first century had been good to it
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And so there he was, being dumped out of a portal and stumbling across the balcony, bag in one hand and broom in the other.
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She looked around for her good time, taking in the gorgeous view of Rome while she waited for him to find her.
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Which was about all the talking he could do right then, and he leaned down to kiss her.
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