Jack/Claire - Watching Ants
Fandom: Whoniverse/Heroes
Title: Watching Ants
Author: iluvroadrunner6
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Captain Jack Harkness/Claire Bennet
xoverland Challenge: Bad Romance
kissbingo Prompt: Face: Chin
tamingthemuse Prompt: Apotheosis
Content Warning: N/A
Summary: She used to do this all the time as a child-look out the window of tall buildings and watch the people below her move around like ants.
Author’s Note: This went AU after Season 2, before Heroes was idiotic and killed Adam. The original series was called “Lovers in a Dangerous Time” and I haven’t written in it in a while, but I was feeling a little nostalgic. This is also set in 2325. So this is a much older Claire than the one in canon.
Disclaimer: I don’t own. They belong to NBC and the BBC. I’m just borrowing and will put everything back where I found it.
“Leavin’ so soon?”
Claire wrapped the sheet around her chest, pushing herself up into a sitting position. It had been a long time since she had seen Jack, and she had been hoping they would get a little longer together, but he seemed to have other ideas. She watched him from where she was sitting as he buttoned the cuffs on his shirt, his entire body tense, despite their activities in the past few hours. She never thought Jack Harkness would be one to be more uptight after sex than when they started, but apparently Claire and their history managed to achieve the impossible. She stayed where she was, watching him as he turned to face her again, his lips pressed into a thin line as he reached for his jacket.
“I shouldn’t have stayed in the first place,” he replied, sliding it over his shoulders. “I have things to do.”
“Things to do?” Claire smirked. “I never really thought you were one to put business before pleasure, Jack.” He glared at her at that, and she kicked her legs over the side of the bed, keeping the sheet wrapped around herself as she got up to make her way closer to him. She didn’t bother with pretense, moving herself right into his personal space and letting one hand rest on his shoulder. If he had issues with her being that close-well, he should have never let her get there. His eyes turned to her, trying his best to be cold and distant, but he couldn’t . She knew him too well for that.
“You used to think the job was just as important once.”
“Once upon a time,” she replied, rolling her eyes. “When I was a naïve little girl who wanted to save the world. I grew up, Jack. You should know that by now.”
She could feel his eyes on her as she moved over to the window of the hotel room, looking out over the lights and sounds coming up from the street. She used to do this all the time as a child-look out the window of tall buildings and watch the people below her move around like ants. Now, as she looked down, the technology and lines of the street may have changed, but the people were still ants. Even when she walked among them they were ants. She could feel Jack watching her, judging her, and it was aggravating. She wanted to remind him that he wasn’t so noble, once upon a time. She’d heard stories about the Time Agency, and what they had done. She had known Jack for more than three hundred years, and not all of them were good ones. Maybe there were a few more on her side than his, but everyone made mistakes.
“The world’s always going to have problems, Claire. That’s never going to change.”
“I never said it would,” she replied evenly. “But maybe, after all these years, I’m simply tired of watching humans repeat the same cycles … over and over again. They never learn, Jack. They just continue to wade around in the same shit they’ve been building for themselves for centuries.”
“You make it sound as though you aren’t one of them.”
She glanced back at him, smirking. “Jack. You know I stopped being human a long time ago.” She moved forward, brushing a kiss against his chin. “I’m better.” The statement was barely a whisper, and she watched his eyes close at the feel of her pressed against him, before she turned to move towards the bathroom. “Make sure the door locks behind you on the way out, would you?” She could feel him watching her as she moved about the room, but even as she heard the front door of the hotel room latch, she knew she’d see him again. He’d come back.
He always did.
Title: Watching Ants
Author: iluvroadrunner6
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Captain Jack Harkness/Claire Bennet
xoverland Challenge: Bad Romance
kissbingo Prompt: Face: Chin
tamingthemuse Prompt: Apotheosis
Content Warning: N/A
Summary: She used to do this all the time as a child-look out the window of tall buildings and watch the people below her move around like ants.
Author’s Note: This went AU after Season 2, before Heroes was idiotic and killed Adam. The original series was called “Lovers in a Dangerous Time” and I haven’t written in it in a while, but I was feeling a little nostalgic. This is also set in 2325. So this is a much older Claire than the one in canon.
Disclaimer: I don’t own. They belong to NBC and the BBC. I’m just borrowing and will put everything back where I found it.
“Leavin’ so soon?”
Claire wrapped the sheet around her chest, pushing herself up into a sitting position. It had been a long time since she had seen Jack, and she had been hoping they would get a little longer together, but he seemed to have other ideas. She watched him from where she was sitting as he buttoned the cuffs on his shirt, his entire body tense, despite their activities in the past few hours. She never thought Jack Harkness would be one to be more uptight after sex than when they started, but apparently Claire and their history managed to achieve the impossible. She stayed where she was, watching him as he turned to face her again, his lips pressed into a thin line as he reached for his jacket.
“I shouldn’t have stayed in the first place,” he replied, sliding it over his shoulders. “I have things to do.”
“Things to do?” Claire smirked. “I never really thought you were one to put business before pleasure, Jack.” He glared at her at that, and she kicked her legs over the side of the bed, keeping the sheet wrapped around herself as she got up to make her way closer to him. She didn’t bother with pretense, moving herself right into his personal space and letting one hand rest on his shoulder. If he had issues with her being that close-well, he should have never let her get there. His eyes turned to her, trying his best to be cold and distant, but he couldn’t . She knew him too well for that.
“You used to think the job was just as important once.”
“Once upon a time,” she replied, rolling her eyes. “When I was a naïve little girl who wanted to save the world. I grew up, Jack. You should know that by now.”
She could feel his eyes on her as she moved over to the window of the hotel room, looking out over the lights and sounds coming up from the street. She used to do this all the time as a child-look out the window of tall buildings and watch the people below her move around like ants. Now, as she looked down, the technology and lines of the street may have changed, but the people were still ants. Even when she walked among them they were ants. She could feel Jack watching her, judging her, and it was aggravating. She wanted to remind him that he wasn’t so noble, once upon a time. She’d heard stories about the Time Agency, and what they had done. She had known Jack for more than three hundred years, and not all of them were good ones. Maybe there were a few more on her side than his, but everyone made mistakes.
“The world’s always going to have problems, Claire. That’s never going to change.”
“I never said it would,” she replied evenly. “But maybe, after all these years, I’m simply tired of watching humans repeat the same cycles … over and over again. They never learn, Jack. They just continue to wade around in the same shit they’ve been building for themselves for centuries.”
“You make it sound as though you aren’t one of them.”
She glanced back at him, smirking. “Jack. You know I stopped being human a long time ago.” She moved forward, brushing a kiss against his chin. “I’m better.” The statement was barely a whisper, and she watched his eyes close at the feel of her pressed against him, before she turned to move towards the bathroom. “Make sure the door locks behind you on the way out, would you?” She could feel him watching her as she moved about the room, but even as she heard the front door of the hotel room latch, she knew she’d see him again. He’d come back.
He always did.