Title: Road Lost
Author: in_the_bottle
Rating: G
Summary: "He always wakes up with an overwhelming sense of longing."
Notes: Can't seem to write anything more than 300 words lately, which is frustrating as hell. *sigh* Not too sure if this is what people had in mind with this challenge, but what the heck! Many thanks to
assassin_chick for the look through.
Feedback: Hell, yeah!
When he sleeps, Jack dreams, of the past, present, and sometimes, he catches glimpses of something he can't qualify. Visions of himself with Rose and a stranger in a pinstripe suit, running, laughing, hugging. Different places, different times, some he recognises others a mystery. Always the three of them, with a strange blue box that Jack had once called home, the only clue to the identity of the stranger.
He always wakes up with an overwhelming sense of longing.
Years later in Torchwood, Jack finally finds confirmation of the stranger's identity. The latest incarnation of the Doctor, one he has never met but who has been such a familiar presence in his dreams; of adventures never had, and laughter never shared. The road not taken.
Or perhaps, the road lost.
The End