Arrival

Jul 22, 2007 23:01

Jack coughed and gasped as his head broke the surface of the water. He was shivering with cold as he struggled to stay above the water, even though the water he was in was warm.

"F-fuck." Jack muttered, twisting and flailing as he tried to get his bearings, while not drowning. He spotted a strip of land as a wave bore him up and desperately made his body work for him, struggling for the shore. His mind a blank, the only thing Jack knew was his name, and the fact that he had to reach the shore. It might have been hours or seconds since he started moving, but as soon as Jack's legs touched solid ground he crumpled, unconscious.

arrival, jack dawson, rose dawson

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