Logan Echolls (
logan_echolls) wrote2020-01-20 08:23 pm
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Jack
Christmas was well in the past now, and Logan had settled into the new year. Things with Jack were- Well, they were as normal as he could hope, though things were still strange. There was no easy way to just get over learning some other him had lived some other life- With a man who was now his boss. Still, Logan had accepted that life was complicated, and he'd moved on as best as he could.
It was late now and most of the team had already left- But not Jack. Logan was certain the man never truly left work. Even when he said he was taking a night off, he was sure he was just working on something else. So after clicking off the lights in the record room he made his way to Jack's office, pushing open the unlocked door and leaning against the door frame.
"All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy," he tutted. "Come on, we're going out," he decided.
It was late now and most of the team had already left- But not Jack. Logan was certain the man never truly left work. Even when he said he was taking a night off, he was sure he was just working on something else. So after clicking off the lights in the record room he made his way to Jack's office, pushing open the unlocked door and leaning against the door frame.
"All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy," he tutted. "Come on, we're going out," he decided.
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Jack kept himself busy and went to the door when the delivery arrived.
"Food!" he called, knowing Logan would be the only one to answer the call. Jack had made sure everyone else was out doing things.
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Logan saved his work and wandered off to fing Jack.
"Oh, yes. Salad. Beautiful, healthy, boring, salad, " he smiled.
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"I don't know how you do that," he said. "It's an appetizer, not a meal."
For his part, Jack took a large slice of pizza.
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"It's a balance, Jack," Logan said. "Healthy now, bad later. Like a really boring dance."
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"That's a hell of a way to go through life. Dancing with salad," he snickered.
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"Eventually you have to stop dancing with fire, right?" Logan shrugged.
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Jack couldn't help but laugh at that. He loaded a paper plate with a couple slices, then went to the vintage sofa so he could eat.
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"It wan't panic this morning," he said, poking at his salad and looking over. "It was frustration."
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"Frustration?" Jack repeated, fearing the worst.
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"That I was there, and ready, and the universe wasn't," Logan said.
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"that's how it goes sometimes," he replied kindly. "I was afraid I was pushing you..."
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"You weren't," Logan said. "But it's good, in a way. It gives us time to get things straight. I'm not here to be a good time when you want one. We work together and this work involves a lot of trust. If we go here, I'm all in, Jack. So I need to know where you're at."
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Jack pushed his food away and wiped his hands on a paper napkin.
"I've been all in since the second I saw you, Logan. It's always been you...for all these years, it's always been you."
He hadn't been lonely and he certainly hadn't been celibate, but Jack knew what he wanted and now, hearing Logan's assurance, he was going to take it.
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Logan seemed unsure, but after a beat he nodded.
"Okay then," he said softly. "Alright."
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"I understand if it's too much. Too fast," he said. "But I hope it's not."
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"I'm in," Logan said quietly, looking at his salad. "I'm not sure what that means to me yet, but right now, I'm in with you, okay?"
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Jack nodded, a slow smile splitting his lips.
"One hundred percent in," he promised.
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Logan glanced over, studying Jack and then nodding.
"I'm combing through the really old stuff, digging for reports about the mist. I'm digitizing it as well as I go. Make it more searchable."
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"I've got something else..."
He looked through files, then passed one to Logan.
"...apparently there's no dead people in this area."
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Logan opened the file and started to flip through.
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"I have a contact. He can talk to the dead. And he says that right around here it's abnormally quiet. No clue what that means."
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"A medium told you there's a ghost dead spot?" Logan replied. "I know we deal in the weird, Jack, but- Jesus, come on."
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"Don't discount anything, Logan. It might be related," he replied.
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"We are following leads," he clarified. "If it's nothing then it's nothing, but I want to look into it."
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