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69 Memory Lane - Late Monday Night
By the end of the day, after conversations with Thelma, Anders, Aziraphale, Tosh and Marie Jack had thrown himself into his work until well into the night ( Read more... ) -
69 Memory Lane - Monday
As soon as Ianto had gotten done laughing at Jack for falling out of a tree he'd helped the older man get out of his clothes and into a hot shower. Jack's back had looked like some sort of goth patchwork quilt with his black and blue marks and Ianto had merely rolled his eyes and shoved the older man towards a fluffy towel when Jack had tried to ( Read more... ) -
Gazebo Inna Park - Thursday Afternoon
As promised, Jack came trotting up to the gazebo in the park on Thursday afternoon. He held a paper bag in his hand that contained one tub of Chunky Monkey and one tub of Mayan Chocolate ice cream ( Read more... ) -
The Lair - Early Thursday Morning [NFB]
Jack had spent a quiet night working and spending time with Ianto who had eventually fallen asleep around one in the morning ( Read more... ) -
69 Memory Lane - Later Wednesday
Jack had returned home and dealt with Ianto's snark about not having to bail him out by dragging the younger man upstairs and shagging him into exhaustion ( Read more... ) -
69 Memory Lane - Tuesday
Jack was spending a quiet day grounded at home.
He absolutely was not sulking, moping, brooding hiding. He was actually attempting to abide by the rules of the note Ianto had left behind before leaving for the Leaf ( Read more... ) -
Off Thunder Road - Late Friday Night [NFB please]
Despite the fact that they had turned off Thunder Road and were now making their way down what looked like the creepiest part of Milieux to date anyway Jack still strolled along with utter confidence in his step. Every so often he would stop, consult his wrist bracer and then continue along ( Read more... ) -
69 Memory Lane - Monday
Jack was futzing with the security system.
To be precise he was down by the front gates, stretched out on his back working with a nest of wires that were buried up in the brick columns.
Why was he futzing with the security system?
Because he didn't have an Impala to dither over.
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69 Memory Lane - Early Sunday Morning
It was late Saturday night or early Sunday morning, depending upon how you wanted to look at it.
Jack had sent Ianto up to bed long ago and he hoped the younger Welshman had gotten to sleep. Jack didn't have that luxury himself.
Sitting at the kitchen table, alone in the dark he cradled a mug of lukewarm coffee in between his hands and replayed ( Read more... ) -
69 Memory Lane - Saturday Evening
Jack and Ianto had spent much of their day down in the Lair dealing with the latest bit of flotsam and jetsam that had dropped through the Rift and into their laps. Some of the technology had some cool properties, though one items seemed to be a sort of stink bomb that had gone off. Luckily it had been trapped in a containment field but even so, ( Read more... )