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im_torchwood ([personal profile] im_torchwood) wrote in [personal profile] logan_echolls 2020-01-14 10:13 pm (UTC)

On the deck, Jack slipped into a chair and reclined it back. Laying all the way back, all he could see were stars. They weren't the stars of the island. He'd never found anywhere in the universe where the stars aligned like that. No, here he could see Sirius and Betelgeuse and if he looked very hard he could see the smudge of the Andromeda galaxy.

The waves lapped softly against the boat and he could hear the crash of waves as they licked at the shore. It was a remarkably comforting sound.

And then he couldn't keep his mind clear and he started thinking about Logan. The Logan he had known. The Logan he knew now. This could have gone worse, he imagined. But now they were in the middle of the ocean and there was no walking away from this. Jack had made his life one long exercise in running away. But now, just like on the island, he couldn't leave. He had to deal with the mess he'd made.


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