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Jack - Play, then Work
"You need a real bed. And a real bedroom. ...And sheets that don't date back to World War One," he complained, rubbing his face as he sat up and turned on the light.
"I'll order you pizza. We can call it date night, okay/ Dinner, playing doctor...it'll be hot," he promised as he got out and slammed the door.
"Not worried about carbs anymore?" he teased. "Come on, come on. We're wasting valuable time."
"I'm just kidding," Jack said. He fell in beside Logan and instantly reached over to grab his ass. "I like what I got."
"HR is a hassle," he said. He said like he had intimate knowledge.
Jack laughed warmly at that all the way to the hub where the computers and light popped on as soon as they stepped inside.
"Let's start in the med bay."
"Really it's just the fastest way to get you out of your pants," Jack said over his shoulder. He hung up his coat and began to bring different scanners online.
"Thank god for that. Maybe you'll be that open minded when I bring my wasp friend home," he teased, back to Logan so the man couldn't see how much Jack had amused himself.
Jack laughed like he was a teenage boy. He had, of course, been joking. He hadn't seen that kind of alien anywhere on this side of the galaxy.
"Cmere," he said, offering his hand.
Jack dragged him to the exam table and had him stand there, then he pulled out a device and ran it up and down in front of Logan.
There was no reading at all. The device may as well have been scanning a wall.
"Weird"
"This one doesn't say anything," he said, showing Logan the screen. "And all that tells me is that this isn't temporal."
"My fault?" he replied. He hadn't thought of that. That changed a lot.
He grabbed a pen light and flashed it into Logan's eyes.
Again, there was nothing to find.
"Why don't you get undressed," he said, moving away to get some different tech.
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