"New Year? Maybe. Yeah. Hey, love to your folks, alright? And, uh, hey. Can you invite dad over? You did? Awesome, I owe you one. Alright, dude, I'll see you soon. Yeah. Bye."
When he heard the sound of the room's phone being hung up Jack realized that he still stood at the same spot, leaning against the wall, eyes fixed on the schedules on the other side of the hallway without really looking at them.
"When you're done being all stealth out there you can come in!" Shawn's cheerful voice suddenly called.
Jack took a deep breath and stepped inside. "What do you think you're doing?" His voice was strained, thick almost and maybe a little louder than he intended.
Shawn blinked. "Um. Catching you overhearing my phone calls? Which is rude, by the way."
"That's not what I mean! Why did you do that, did you tell your friend you're in Europe?"
"No. I told him European Christmases rule. And they do!"
"Does he know you're in the hospital?"
"I don't think so."
"You said you would call him!"
"Well, yes. If I recall correctly those were my terms. 'I'll call Gus'. Full stop. No more, no less. So what's the dealio?"
Jack could feel a tingling mixture of annoyance and impatience bubbling up. "Someone's supposed to know that..."
"Dude, you got any idea how long it takes from Santa Barbara to get here? He should be with his family. But if he hears about this he'll worry and his conscience will kill him because he can't be there for everybody. I don't want him to run around and play Mr. Morose during the holidays. That's not what Christmas is about."
"So you lie," Jack stated.
"So I keep him from senseless worry. See, Jack, I didn't lie to Gus because I didn't tell him anything. I never claimed to be in Europe."
"That's... you..." He broke off, barely realizing that he had started pacing back and forth. Hell, he didn't even know why he was so angry. It's not like it was any of his business what this guy was doing. Yet somehow... "Someone should be here! With you!"
"Well, you're here."
Jack stopped and looked at Shawn in surprise.
Shawn smiled brightly, waving him closer. "I can see you're angry. But let me tell you something."
Still scowling he approached the other man. "Tell me what?" "You just totally stepped under mistletoe, Doctor."
Jack blinked, momentarily thrown aback. Which was everything Shawn needed. For someone who suffered from a broken leg, a partially fractured rib and a light concussion he was surprisingly quick. His fingers enclosed around Jack's coat and pulled him down before he pressed his lips against Jack's.
And then Jack freaked out.
"What the-..." He stumbled backwards, eyes wide in shock, arms close to flailing. "What do you think you're doing?!"
Shawn beamed at him. "See? Now you can stop worrying so much. Totally awesome Christmas for me. I mean, I just lived every schoolgirl's dream, I kissed the hot doctor. If this was General Hospital you'd totally fall in love with me now. But since it isn't I guess you better get home now and enjoy your holidays."
Jack stared at him for a long time, incredulous laughter escaping from his lips. "You? Are totally, totally insane."
"Merry Christmas!" Shawn yelled after him, cheerfully waving.
"Insane!" Jack yelled back, still laughing.
Why was it so damn impossible to stay mad at the guy?
Excellent! OMG! Yes! You totally nailed Jack's rigidity, obsession with lying and cracking through the stiffness at just the right point. This was a fun read! *adding to memories*
I started watching out of curiosity when we did the alarm clock thingy. It's your fault!! XD
I've heard about LOST before but never came around to see it so I rented the DVDs of Season One... have already seen the first four episodes of Season 2 and up to this point I have a scary, unreasonable and probably very unhealthy love for Locke. O_o
I'm glad that your watching it though, it's such a mindblowing series! And I love Locke as well, he's such a great foil to Jack. The science vs faith dynamic is really interesting to me.
When he heard the sound of the room's phone being hung up Jack realized that he still stood at the same spot, leaning against the wall, eyes fixed on the schedules on the other side of the hallway without really looking at them.
"When you're done being all stealth out there you can come in!" Shawn's cheerful voice suddenly called.
Jack took a deep breath and stepped inside. "What do you think you're doing?" His voice was strained, thick almost and maybe a little louder than he intended.
Shawn blinked. "Um. Catching you overhearing my phone calls? Which is rude, by the way."
"That's not what I mean! Why did you do that, did you tell your friend you're in Europe?"
"No. I told him European Christmases rule. And they do!"
"Does he know you're in the hospital?"
"I don't think so."
"You said you would call him!"
"Well, yes. If I recall correctly those were my terms. 'I'll call Gus'. Full stop. No more, no less. So what's the dealio?"
Jack could feel a tingling mixture of annoyance and impatience bubbling up. "Someone's supposed to know that..."
"Dude, you got any idea how long it takes from Santa Barbara to get here? He should be with his family. But if he hears about this he'll worry and his conscience will kill him because he can't be there for everybody. I don't want him to run around and play Mr. Morose during the holidays. That's not what Christmas is about."
"So you lie," Jack stated.
"So I keep him from senseless worry. See, Jack, I didn't lie to Gus because I didn't tell him anything. I never claimed to be in Europe."
"That's... you..." He broke off, barely realizing that he had started pacing back and forth. Hell, he didn't even know why he was so angry. It's not like it was any of his business what this guy was doing. Yet somehow... "Someone should be here! With you!"
"Well, you're here."
Jack stopped and looked at Shawn in surprise.
Shawn smiled brightly, waving him closer. "I can see you're angry. But let me tell you something."
Still scowling he approached the other man. "Tell me what?"
"You just totally stepped under mistletoe, Doctor."
Jack blinked, momentarily thrown aback. Which was everything Shawn needed. For someone who suffered from a broken leg, a partially fractured rib and a light concussion he was surprisingly quick. His fingers enclosed around Jack's coat and pulled him down before he pressed his lips against Jack's.
And then Jack freaked out.
"What the-..." He stumbled backwards, eyes wide in shock, arms close to flailing. "What do you think you're doing?!"
Shawn beamed at him. "See? Now you can stop worrying so much. Totally awesome Christmas for me. I mean, I just lived every schoolgirl's dream, I kissed the hot doctor. If this was General Hospital you'd totally fall in love with me now. But since it isn't I guess you better get home now and enjoy your holidays."
Jack stared at him for a long time, incredulous laughter escaping from his lips. "You? Are totally, totally insane."
"Merry Christmas!" Shawn yelled after him, cheerfully waving.
"Insane!" Jack yelled back, still laughing.
Why was it so damn impossible to stay mad at the guy?
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When did you start watching? I hope you finish Season 3 before the new stuff comes out in February. *can't wait*
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I started watching out of curiosity when we did the alarm clock thingy. It's your fault!! XD
I've heard about LOST before but never came around to see it so I rented the DVDs of Season One... have already seen the first four episodes of Season 2 and up to this point I have a scary, unreasonable and probably very unhealthy love for Locke. O_o
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I'm glad that your watching it though, it's such a mindblowing series! And I love Locke as well, he's such a great foil to Jack. The science vs faith dynamic is really interesting to me.
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