Fic - Identities (AU!)
Title: Identities
Author: Ry (dreamsforlease / curseangel
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: AU, angst, dark themes.
Characters/Pairings: The Doctor (Tenth), Captain Jack Harkness.
Summary: Jack lives through the twentieth century, the twenty-first, the twenty-second, and on, without ever meeting the Doctor again... until he sneaks back onto the TARDIS on the Gamestation, two hundred thousand years later. This is the Doctor's response to his appearance. I might write more with this 'verse in the future, or keep it to RP... help me decide? :3
You're not Jack.
You can't be. You're someone else entirely, and I can feel it. I know the difference. You're wearing his name, his face, but you're not Jack.
Why did you come here? Sneak onto the TARDIS with the key I gave you in Kyoto and didn't have time to get back, wait for me to come round and find you? What possessed you? What made you think that I would be able to take you back - that I would want to?
It hardly matters, because you're not Jack.
Look in the mirror. Look at yourself. You can't be him. Jack's eyes were never that old. You... you ancient creature. You're older than I am. What are you? Name yourself. Please. I can't stand this - this deception. It must be deception, because your eyes are so different and you don't talk the same. I just saw him yesterday and a few thousand years in the future, both at the same time, right there. I left him there, in the future of this time. So, simply put, you can't be Jack.
Even if you look the same, your eyes give you away. Your eyes are old as the ocean - what are you? Name yourself! Tell me who you are. You aren't Jack.
I abandoned Jack. Jack isn't going to return. So you, old thing, human-not human-making me sick, you aren't him. Jack's not coming back here, I abandoned him - I left him behind and he's not going to forgive me that, he's not coming back, certainly not... like you, you're hurt and you hurt me and you're so old.
Oh, god, Jack, what did I do to you?
What did I condemn you to? How long have you lived, to risk crossing your own timeline - destroying the universe - just to come back here to me? How much have you gone through, lost?
That shouldn't be your burden. It's not meant to be anyone's but mine. Just mine, but now...
Oh, Jack. What have I set in motion for you? I can see the pain in you and the age - I can feel it from here. How long has it been since I left you? How many times have you died since then?
I'm sorry, Jack. I'm so sorry.
Author: Ry (dreamsforlease / curseangel
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: AU, angst, dark themes.
Characters/Pairings: The Doctor (Tenth), Captain Jack Harkness.
Summary: Jack lives through the twentieth century, the twenty-first, the twenty-second, and on, without ever meeting the Doctor again... until he sneaks back onto the TARDIS on the Gamestation, two hundred thousand years later. This is the Doctor's response to his appearance. I might write more with this 'verse in the future, or keep it to RP... help me decide? :3
You're not Jack.
You can't be. You're someone else entirely, and I can feel it. I know the difference. You're wearing his name, his face, but you're not Jack.
Why did you come here? Sneak onto the TARDIS with the key I gave you in Kyoto and didn't have time to get back, wait for me to come round and find you? What possessed you? What made you think that I would be able to take you back - that I would want to?
It hardly matters, because you're not Jack.
Look in the mirror. Look at yourself. You can't be him. Jack's eyes were never that old. You... you ancient creature. You're older than I am. What are you? Name yourself. Please. I can't stand this - this deception. It must be deception, because your eyes are so different and you don't talk the same. I just saw him yesterday and a few thousand years in the future, both at the same time, right there. I left him there, in the future of this time. So, simply put, you can't be Jack.
Even if you look the same, your eyes give you away. Your eyes are old as the ocean - what are you? Name yourself! Tell me who you are. You aren't Jack.
I abandoned Jack. Jack isn't going to return. So you, old thing, human-not human-making me sick, you aren't him. Jack's not coming back here, I abandoned him - I left him behind and he's not going to forgive me that, he's not coming back, certainly not... like you, you're hurt and you hurt me and you're so old.
Oh, god, Jack, what did I do to you?
What did I condemn you to? How long have you lived, to risk crossing your own timeline - destroying the universe - just to come back here to me? How much have you gone through, lost?
That shouldn't be your burden. It's not meant to be anyone's but mine. Just mine, but now...
Oh, Jack. What have I set in motion for you? I can see the pain in you and the age - I can feel it from here. How long has it been since I left you? How many times have you died since then?
I'm sorry, Jack. I'm so sorry.