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shwoky: Priorities (Eleven/Jack) [Teen] - SUMMER HOLIDAYS, PROMPT 7
Title: Priorities
Author: Nommy (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
shwoky)
Challenge: Summer Holidays 2
Prompt Group: 7 - vagabond - law - cargo - stranded
Rating: Teen
Pairing: 11/Jack
Spoilers/Warnings: The Lodger
Summary: Jack is stranded.
A long time ahead in his future, an outer space shootout and a nasty crash landing left Captain Jack Harkness stuck on a rock in space with two suns and no way out.
Well, not exactly a rock. And there would, eventually, be a way that he could travel. But really, waiting five hundred years on a planet inhabited by silicon-based life forms was about as close to stranded as Jack could stand. He almost wished that the people he found himself surrounded by were inherently evil, so the Doctor would show up to stop them and give him a ride.
His luck was not so good, and by the time the first ship came to Krzem Jack had fought in seventeen wars, married four times and buried ten sons. He had planned to just live in the mountains for a while, but when the bombs started dropping Jack couldn't wait it out. He could never watch resist the urge to minimize losses, the Captain.
And the falling in love bits, those were never on purpose. He was old, and he knew how it all ended, how it had to end, how it always ended. He knew, but each time it was all together different and unexpected and unavoidable and with a life as long as forever Jack would do whatever he could to make the hours pass pleasantly. Present happiness always outweighed future pain when the future was full of pain anyway.
Jack missed the first alien contact because he was with his love, Crvi, while she gave birth. He didn't hear about the next one because he was on a camping trip with his family. He couldn't afford passage on the first ship to carry passengers because he had bought his son a vehicle for his coming-of-age. He blew the next aliens out of the sky without even thinking of hitching a ride once they announced that their intention was to harvest the lifeforms for computer parts. It was only after, when his son looked up at him and only saw Jack the Giant Killer and Crvi was scared to be alone with him and his face was everywhere and they named a holiday for him and he was a hero for killing again, it was only after all this that Jack got on the first cruiser going anywhere and didn't look back.
And wouldn't luck have it, the first cruiser going anywhere just happened to be transporting a Vigian Noble back home. Coincidentally, that same Vigian was a monster, a man who destroyed planets for fun and had decided it would be a laugh to create a time loop on the ship.
All that time on Krzem Jack had secretly wished for disaster and the Doctor. Now that he was no longer stuck, the Universe had decided it was again time for them to meet. Jack waited near the Cargo Hold and sure enough the whoosh of familiar engines led to the appearance of a familiar man with a not-so-familiar face.
“Well. This'll be easy enough to fix and I'll be right out of your hair.” The Doctor walked past Jack to take care of the Vigian just as Jack walked past the Doctor into the TARDIS.
This TARDIS was new to Jack. So orange and lavish and full of artifacts from the Doctor's favorite planet, completely different from every other time he'd walked around the impossible box. He decided to ponder that later, though, because there was a comfy chair by the console calling his name.
Some time later Jack was abruptly woken by the floor, its impromptu repurposing as an alarm clock paired with the shudder of dematerialization.
“Hello, Jack. Nice to see you again,” said the man across from him. It was the Doctor, of course, but Jack hadn't seen this one yet. A bit young, a bit brown, a bit Frankenstein, but there was still that stubborn and undeniable sex appeal.
“Haven't seen this you yet. Which means I haven't asked you to bed yet. This is me, asking you to bed.”
“That was a bit quick, even for you. Your technique is getting worse in your old age. And you're clearly going senile, as well. I was just talking with you with this face not a year ago. Was that really so long ago from now?”
“Sorry, the Krzem are a bit more direct about this sort of thing. Tact goes out the window when your entire planet is just a biological computer.” A beat. “And I'm not old. You're twice my age! But when did you regenerate?” Waiting around Earth in the Doctor's favorite century had allowed Jack to see all of the Doctor's faces grow old, and this one certainly wasn't on the list.
“But we did, I was lodging at Craig's and you came after the football game, you said a friend told you I was there and-- wait a second. Never mind. Hello.” The Doctor stopped talking and looked at Jack, all smiles like he hadn't just been talking aloud and that was the end of that. Jack would just have to remember to visit this Craig person sometime soon.
“Hello, Doctor. Miss me?” The conversation rebooted, Jack flirted with the Doctor and was happy to find a willing and reciprocal partner. Apparently, when Jack went back to see the Doctor at Craig's they would do more than talk.
It wasn't long at all before they were standing too close and breathing too heavily and when the Doctor took Jack's head in his hands and told him to “pay attention” as he knelt down, Jack knew that he would crash land on a rock in space with two suns and ten sons and Crvi if it meant he could just have this. This moment when everything was right and there was the Doctor and the TARDIS and Jack and now. It didn't matter that it would all end in pain, that it only ever ended in fire with the Doctor.
Present happiness always outweighed future pain.
Author: Nommy (
shwoky)Challenge: Summer Holidays 2
Prompt Group: 7 - vagabond - law - cargo - stranded
Rating: Teen
Pairing: 11/Jack
Spoilers/Warnings: The Lodger
Summary: Jack is stranded.
A long time ahead in his future, an outer space shootout and a nasty crash landing left Captain Jack Harkness stuck on a rock in space with two suns and no way out.
Well, not exactly a rock. And there would, eventually, be a way that he could travel. But really, waiting five hundred years on a planet inhabited by silicon-based life forms was about as close to stranded as Jack could stand. He almost wished that the people he found himself surrounded by were inherently evil, so the Doctor would show up to stop them and give him a ride.
His luck was not so good, and by the time the first ship came to Krzem Jack had fought in seventeen wars, married four times and buried ten sons. He had planned to just live in the mountains for a while, but when the bombs started dropping Jack couldn't wait it out. He could never watch resist the urge to minimize losses, the Captain.
And the falling in love bits, those were never on purpose. He was old, and he knew how it all ended, how it had to end, how it always ended. He knew, but each time it was all together different and unexpected and unavoidable and with a life as long as forever Jack would do whatever he could to make the hours pass pleasantly. Present happiness always outweighed future pain when the future was full of pain anyway.
Jack missed the first alien contact because he was with his love, Crvi, while she gave birth. He didn't hear about the next one because he was on a camping trip with his family. He couldn't afford passage on the first ship to carry passengers because he had bought his son a vehicle for his coming-of-age. He blew the next aliens out of the sky without even thinking of hitching a ride once they announced that their intention was to harvest the lifeforms for computer parts. It was only after, when his son looked up at him and only saw Jack the Giant Killer and Crvi was scared to be alone with him and his face was everywhere and they named a holiday for him and he was a hero for killing again, it was only after all this that Jack got on the first cruiser going anywhere and didn't look back.
And wouldn't luck have it, the first cruiser going anywhere just happened to be transporting a Vigian Noble back home. Coincidentally, that same Vigian was a monster, a man who destroyed planets for fun and had decided it would be a laugh to create a time loop on the ship.
All that time on Krzem Jack had secretly wished for disaster and the Doctor. Now that he was no longer stuck, the Universe had decided it was again time for them to meet. Jack waited near the Cargo Hold and sure enough the whoosh of familiar engines led to the appearance of a familiar man with a not-so-familiar face.
“Well. This'll be easy enough to fix and I'll be right out of your hair.” The Doctor walked past Jack to take care of the Vigian just as Jack walked past the Doctor into the TARDIS.
This TARDIS was new to Jack. So orange and lavish and full of artifacts from the Doctor's favorite planet, completely different from every other time he'd walked around the impossible box. He decided to ponder that later, though, because there was a comfy chair by the console calling his name.
Some time later Jack was abruptly woken by the floor, its impromptu repurposing as an alarm clock paired with the shudder of dematerialization.
“Hello, Jack. Nice to see you again,” said the man across from him. It was the Doctor, of course, but Jack hadn't seen this one yet. A bit young, a bit brown, a bit Frankenstein, but there was still that stubborn and undeniable sex appeal.
“Haven't seen this you yet. Which means I haven't asked you to bed yet. This is me, asking you to bed.”
“That was a bit quick, even for you. Your technique is getting worse in your old age. And you're clearly going senile, as well. I was just talking with you with this face not a year ago. Was that really so long ago from now?”
“Sorry, the Krzem are a bit more direct about this sort of thing. Tact goes out the window when your entire planet is just a biological computer.” A beat. “And I'm not old. You're twice my age! But when did you regenerate?” Waiting around Earth in the Doctor's favorite century had allowed Jack to see all of the Doctor's faces grow old, and this one certainly wasn't on the list.
“But we did, I was lodging at Craig's and you came after the football game, you said a friend told you I was there and-- wait a second. Never mind. Hello.” The Doctor stopped talking and looked at Jack, all smiles like he hadn't just been talking aloud and that was the end of that. Jack would just have to remember to visit this Craig person sometime soon.
“Hello, Doctor. Miss me?” The conversation rebooted, Jack flirted with the Doctor and was happy to find a willing and reciprocal partner. Apparently, when Jack went back to see the Doctor at Craig's they would do more than talk.
It wasn't long at all before they were standing too close and breathing too heavily and when the Doctor took Jack's head in his hands and told him to “pay attention” as he knelt down, Jack knew that he would crash land on a rock in space with two suns and ten sons and Crvi if it meant he could just have this. This moment when everything was right and there was the Doctor and the TARDIS and Jack and now. It didn't matter that it would all end in pain, that it only ever ended in fire with the Doctor.
Present happiness always outweighed future pain.
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Present happiness always outweighed future pain.
And that's Jack in one sentence! This was great, thanks for writing. :)
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Yes, this is a lesson that Jack of all people needs to remember. This is an older Jack, dealing better with his immortality, and one I hope the Jack we viewers see will grow to become. Thanks for this story!
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I'm glad he's learned to cope better. Living for the now is really all he can do in this situation.
Thanks for writing! :)
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Gorgeous line and a gorgeous story. Loved this!
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It seems to me that's pretty much how Jack is going to have to live if he's going to live at all. I loved this - and now I totally want the scene at Craig's during "The Lodger." That would be awesome.
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Great line, and very much a Jack thing to think. :)
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Of course Jack couldn't stop himself falling in love, he would be Jack if he could.
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