Jack - Christmas

[logan_echolls]

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Sitting in the boarding area, Logan looked out one of the large windows, watching as planes took off and landed. In a way leaving London felt wrong- As though he was taking a time out from serving his sentence. Though working for Torchwood often felt the same way. He'd given up so much when he'd left America, convinced that it was for the greater good, and now- Now it seemed as though it had all been for nothing. Just one more fuck up in a long line of fuck ups.

He took solace in the idea that at least with Torchwood he stood more of a chance accomplishing what he'd come here to do, but that didn't really make it easier.

Glancing over at Jack, he hesitated slightly before speaking up. "What happens if there's no answers. No solutions?" he asked quietly.

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[im_torchwood]

"Yeah," he nodded. "It kind of stinks. But, well, it's always smelled bad in London. Trust me," he said as he took a bag of crisps.

[logan_echolls]

"Right, because you're just so old," Logan snorted, still not really believing it.

[im_torchwood]

"You think I'm full of shit, don't you?" he asked, his smile fading just a bit. "I'm not. Time travel is a hell of a thing."

[logan_echolls]

"I don't- It's just hard to make sense of, you know?" Logan shrugged.

[im_torchwood]

"There's a lot of things in this world that don't make sense," Jack pointed out. "Doesn't make them not true."

[logan_echolls]

"I know," Logan assured him. "I'm not saying I don't believe you, just that it's kind of wild, that's all."

[im_torchwood]

"Yeah, I get that. Believe it or not I kind of try to shield you from the more...wild...things," Jack said.

[logan_echolls]

"My hero," Logan said, laughing a little to hide the fact that he was, actually, kind of touched that Jack gave a shit.

[im_torchwood]

"Oh yah, that's me," he scoffed, then threw a broken crisp at Logan.

[logan_echolls]

"Hey, no littering," Logan laughed as he ducked.

[im_torchwood]

"Shut up," Jack replied, but he did stop.

"I really love your laugh," he said after a moment.

[logan_echolls]

"Shut up," Logan laughed, balling up a napkin and tossing it at Jack.

[im_torchwood]

"Now who's littering?" he said as he dramatically dodged to the side to avoid the wad. "I do, though. Love it."

[logan_echolls]

Logan snorted, shaking his head. "Yeah, well, for what it's worth, it's nice to have reasons to laugh."

[im_torchwood]

Indeed it was. Jack had found he smiled more frequently. Real smiles that touched the light in his eyes.

"What else makes you laugh?" he asked.

[logan_echolls]

"What makes anyone laugh?" Logan replied with a shrug. "Humor, joy, all the normal things. I'm not some strange soul in need of cracking open, Jack. Other than a shitty backstory and a google-able name, I'm about as boring and normal as they come."

[im_torchwood]

"And you're happy like that? Boring and normal?" he asked.

[logan_echolls]

"I am," Logan replied sincerely. "I had crazy, I had awful- Normal and boring is wonderful."

[im_torchwood]

"Kinda shook that up with Torchwood, didn't I?" he asked, dumping the crumbs from the packet into his mouth.

[logan_echolls]

"A little," Logan admitted with a small shrug. "It's good though. I care about the work we do. And, you know, it's nice to have a boss I don't have to call Sir or Mam," he added with a laugh before grabbing another beer.

[im_torchwood]

"I mean, you could call me Sir if you want to," Jack teased, flashing Logan a fast wink.

[logan_echolls]

Logan snorted at that, shaking his head.

"Let's stick with Captain for now," he chuckled.

[im_torchwood]

"I suppose that could be sexy, too. Depending on how you say it. Hey, pass me a beer," he said, reaching out.

[logan_echolls]

Logan snorted again, passing over a beer before leaning back on his seat to gaze out over the water.

"I prefer calling you Jack," he admitted. "Feels like there's less of a barrier."

[im_torchwood]

"Fair enough," Jack said. "And you know I'll answer to it."

He took a long pull from his beer then looked out over the ocean. The tiny bay they were anchored was in the shade, but the sun sparkled on the water farther out.

"I miss this," he said. "The tropics. Feels right."