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Unforgiving-TW 3/4-
I trudged down the streets of London, It was after 2am, my team was no where to be found, and I was looking for a weevil, major fun. It was fairly cold outside, even considering the time of year, No snow though, just cold, uncaring rain. ’It never snows,’ I thought with a glance to the black sky, ’Well real snow...all it does is rain ash and such...’. The weevils had started appearing in Chiswick half a year ago, I still had no idea why. I cut all my connections with Torchwood 3; Cardiff and Torchwood 4; Guernsey after....well, let’s just leave it at that, and had started up my own team in London. I re-buttoned the top buttons on my coat, the coat that was the only reminder of my past life. For it belong to Jack, He had left it in the SUV when I drove off. I smiled gingerly as I remembered the first time I met him, with the Doct-. I was snapped out of my thoughts by a light beeping, I then remembered that I had put my ear comm. on, in case Marie or anyone else on my team decided to contact me. I pushed a small button on the side of com, a small blue light lit up.
‘Lilly?’ A ancient voice asked softly.
My heart skipped a beat, “Jem....” my voice came out broken and breathy.
“Yeah It’s Jemma, we need you in Cardiff right away...” She sounded as if she had been crying.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, the weevil now forgotten.
“It’s Jack, He’s-...He isn’t coming back to life Lil, Jack is dead.” Jemma’s voice was now coming in sobs, I heard other voices in the background.
“I’ll be there,” I hesitated, Could I go back to these people I swore to never speak to again? “Just don’t tell anyone I’m coming.”
“But-“
“Just don’t Jemma, I’m only coming to check up on Jack, That’s all. I’m not going to re-instate old friendships.”
“Oh..”
I took the com off and stuck in my pocket, not letting Jemma continue her conversation.
Now I was off to Cardiff....
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I walked down the stairs into the HUB, Ianto, Gwen, Jemma, and Jackie sat around, all with dark, tear stained faces. Everyone but Jemma looked up as I strode down with out a word. Jackie started to say something but I shook my head at her sadly, “I can’t...” I whispered. I went into the morgue, Jack was laying in one of the ‘drawers’, his usual attire replaced by a plain white hospital gown. Jemma shuffled in slowly.
“What happened?” I asked, keeping my eyes on Jack’s still face.
“We don’t know,” Jemma mumbled quietly, “,Ianto found him this morning...”
“Maybe he finally got his wish,” reaching out a hand I touched his brown hair as if it would break, “,Captain Jack Harkness finally gets to rest....”
“Jem, Don’t give up hope, he still may come back. I know him, you know him.” I walked past her, stopping in the ‘door-way’.
“I won’t...”
I sighed, “I’m going to stay here for a day or two, but I still won’t talk to the rest of you...sorry.”
Jemma looked down, “I understand...”
As I walked out of the room I saw her take my place beside Jack, ’You may have to give up hope....’
I found that my desk was still cluttered with papers as it had been when I left so long ago...I picked up one of them, the date stamp was’ Oct. 28 2008’ it was a list of reports from that day, I sat it back down gingerly and looked over my shoulder, Ianto had persuaded Jackie to leave the room, possibly even sent her back home for the night, Gwen was also no where in sight, I assumed she had just left to go vent. I was alone for once. I walked up to Jack’s office, his coat rack remained empty, I shrugged off his coat and returned it to it’s rightful place. ’No one even bothered to ask about it coat, they probably think I stole it from him..or worse.’ I shuddered at the thought.
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Three days later I sat quietly at my desk, un-successfully trying to calm my second in-command down enough to focus on the issue at hand. I was just getting ready to pack it in and head back to London when Jemma came into the main room of the HUB, hand-in-hand with Jack, who was again in his normal clothes.
I turned my head and looked at him with a slight smile, I stood up and walked over to them,
“Welcome back.” I said softly “I’ll be off then.”
“Wait-“ He reached out his hand and rested it on my shoulder, “,I never said sorry for what I-all of us did, you don’t have to leave there’s always a place for you here.”
“No Jack, there’s not.” I looked down at the ground nervously “I have a more important place in London. I still can’t forgive you guys, I don’t work like that.”
“It was worth a try.”
“Are we ever going to hear from you again?” Jemma put in quietly.
“Don’t worry you will. I think the next time we’ll we meet I'll be with a...doctor.”
Jack smiled, while Jemma looked on, slightly confused.
“What do you mean by-“
“Jack, tell her after I leave okay.”
He nodded slightly while still smiling, “I will, oh and thanks for returning my coat.”
I simply grinned and left.
“NO WAY!” I heard Jemma exclaim, “HE REALLY CAN DO THAT?”
’You have no idea Jem,’ I thought with a smirk ’,you have no idea..’
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