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]

"No, I wanted this one," he said, passing Logan a white shell with a pretty pink inside. "You gotta have a souvenir not everyone can get."

[logan_echolls]

Logan looked confused, turning the shell over.

"You gonna string it on a necklace or something?" he asked. "A shark's tooth would be way cooler," he joked.

[im_torchwood]

"I have one of those," he said. There was a sort of mystified hope in his voice. Jack was well aware it was likely impossible, but sometimes it was nice to think it could be as simple as jogging Logan's memory.

[logan_echolls]

"Of course you do," Logan grinned. "You rip it out of the shark yourself?" he teased, smacking Jack's arm playfully and then drying off the rest of the way.

[im_torchwood]

"I might've. You never know," he replied. He toweled off and went to pull up the anchor.

"I'm going to move us around the island a bit more," he siad then and, still dripping, walked into the wheel room.

[logan_echolls]

"Sure thing, Captain. I'm going to clean up this mess and head into the cabin to get ready for bed," Logan replied.

[im_torchwood]

He headed out a bit farther from shore, then followed the coast line around. There was a little lagoon with a deserted beach, but Jack couldn't take the boat in because of the reef. They could swim in, but the sun was setting and that was nothing Jack wanted to take on right now.

So he dropped anchor and they could hear the sound of the waves on the shore and the soft breeze shaking the leaves of nearby palms.

Jack got distracted by the sunset.

[logan_echolls]

Logan came out once they were stopped, wearing pajama bottoms and sitting down by Jack.

"It's beautiful, huh?" he said.

[im_torchwood]

"It really is. And it never gets old," he said. "There's just something about sunset. I don't know...whatever," he shrugged. Then he turned to look at Logan.

"Huh. I'm overdressed for this party."

[logan_echolls]

Logan looked down at himself, then smiled. "I did say I was getting ready for bed," he shrugged. "Also, if this is a party we need to get you out more."

[im_torchwood]

"What, you think I don't know how to party?" Jack asked. "I bet you're quite a hit at your Navy shindigs, huh?"

[logan_echolls]

"Not really," Logan admitted with a laugh. "I had a pretty bad reputation when I signed up. I think I was always busy trying to prove myself to them, even after they'd all accepted me."

[im_torchwood]

"What about now? Still trying to impress?" he asked.

[logan_echolls]

"Maybe. I guess in some ways I'll always be fighting to get away from my past, and struggling out of my dad's shadow," Logan said honestly. "But being aware of that is half the battle or whatever. At least that's what my therapist would say."

[im_torchwood]

"Sounds healthy, it's probably right," Jack agreed with a nod. "You've changed a lot since seventeen."

[logan_echolls]

"I'm certainly not the douchebag the tabloids wrote me up as, but- Yeah, I guess. I mean I bet you're nothing like the way you were ten or twenty years ago."

[im_torchwood]

Jack nodded and gave a shrug.

"I had a moustache, he confessed. "It was a dark time with y2k and all that."

[logan_echolls]

Logan laughed, wrinkling his nose. "I couldn't even grow one yet."

[im_torchwood]

Jack laughed at the thought.

"Have you ever grown one?" Jack asked.

[logan_echolls]

"Briefly. Never again," Logan added with a snort, shaking his head and looking up at the darkening sky.

[im_torchwood]

"I'd do it again," Jack said. "Maybe after the new year."

He paused.

"Pretty sunset. Don't get this sort of sunset in London."

[logan_echolls]

"Don't grow one, please," Logan pleaded with a laugh, pulling his gaze away from the sky to look at Jack.

"It is nice out here though. Clear sky, and the stars coming out... It's beautiful," he replied.

[im_torchwood]

"It really is." He paused, and before he could think better of it...he just kept talking.

"I used to live on an island. Tropical. Great beaches. It was...unbelievable. I made friends. Fell in love. Had a family. It's like a whole other life."

[logan_echolls]

"Sounds like a nice life," Logan replied, putting his feet up.

"You must miss it. ...I get that," he added softly.

[im_torchwood]

"It was a long time ago," he said with a slow nod. "Hundreds of years. But...it was..."

He wasn't sure what he could say that wouldn't shatter the moment.

"My husband, there, then...loving him was...epic. Spanning years and continents. Bloodshed. You know. Epic," he explained, eyes resting heavy on Logan's every expression.