Round Seven - Fic

[michellek]

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A Hanging Man, and then, G

[dr_agent]

He keeps waiting for the words he wants to hear, a silent and then caught in his brow, his eyes, and his leaning-in posture

Re: A Hanging Man, and then, G

[michellek]

I really like this, especially these bits:

She'd see his face fall, but not in a sad way. It's rife with unease. How am I supposed to feel, again?

One-two-three seconds and he can't help it anymore. The phone feels so small in his hand. She's so far away. He's so desperate for reasons he hasn't given himself the time to take to heart.

I like Jack not quite knowing how to feel/not quite allowing himself to feel it.

I Can't Hold My Peace Forever (You Would Regret It If I Did), speak now, PG

[parisgal3]

Well, you know what they say: better late than never...

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“What is it, Lemon?” Jack asked as he straightened his bow tie in the mirror.

Liz’s head snapped up and her eyes met his in the reflection.

“You’re wringing your hands. And you’ve been quiet since we got here. Are you nervous? You shouldn’t be. I’m the one gaining a ball and chain today.”

“Wow. You make marriage sound just great.”

“Well…” he shrugged.

“Do you love her, Jack?”

“I’m about to marry her.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

“She’s pregnant with my child. I…what is this about?” he asked, bewildered.

“Don’t marry her.”

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