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OOM: San Antonio, April 2014
It was a shitty day - rainy, cool. When Jack arrived at the usual hardware store parking lot where day labourers gathered, there was about the same crowd as there was any other day. A couple hours later, that crowd had thinned considerably. Few of the agricultural and landscaping employers showed up, and when no one had come looking for workers for ( Read more... ) -
OOM: March, 2014
Jack's voice is a low growl. "Move it."
The first shove is a gentle nudge, a suggestion. The second is much harder. "Dammit, just move, will you?"
"Need help?"
Jack turns, peering over the large rump of the horse he's trying to move, spotting one of the other members of the cleanup crew. Dale, about ten years his junior and way too chipper for ( Read more... ) -
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It's the pounding in his head that wakes him the following morning, and for a moment he has that stomach-roiling panic of where am I why does my head hurt--
That is, until he realizes the real reason his head feels like someone's tried to bash it in and it's not just panic making him feel close to puking. If there's one thing Jack's pretty familiar ( Read more... ) -
OOM: Beckett's Room
[After this.]
Jack makes a quick pit stop in his room to change into dry clothes, already feeling the burn on his skin as it warms up again.
Heading back out into the hall, he hesitates for a second outside Beckett's door. After the awkwardness of him falling on top of her--and neither of them moving for a moment--this might not be the best idea. ( Read more... ) -
Conversations With Dead People
When Jack closes his eyes, he’s surrounded by the familiar environs of his room in Milliways, curled in his bed as a few rays of moonlight slant through chinks in the blinds ( Read more... ) -
OOM: April 14, 2013 (4 days after Day Six)
Leaving L.A. isn’t quite as easy as Jack had planned ( Read more... ) -
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The next morning, Jack doesn't wake easily. Mired in disturbing dreams, he tosses slightly as sleep eases its grip and as the dream fades and reality replaces it, he has a growing realization that he's not alone in the bed.