"My place is the size of a shoe box, it's not that far," Logan snorted, too busy watching Jack undress to think to remove the last of his own clothes.

Honestly, he could watch Jack all day. In some ways it felt like just yesterday they'd been on the island- But then that other timeline crept in and it had been nothing more than a foggy dream. The memories warred with one another a bit, leaving it all blurry and nebulous.