Jack glanced through the porthole, watching the sea flow past. Tenenbaum was putting the girls to bed, and Ryan had went off to be alone (which suited everyone fine), so there was nothing to do but sit and dream of home.
Before Rapture, home was a one-bedroom apartment, where he'd spent the years after school moving from job to job.
And it was all a lie - Fontaine had destroyed it as effectively as any bomb or fire.
But if there was anywhere that home wasn't, it was Rapture.
He'd find home, no matter what it took to get there.
Jack glanced through the porthole, watching the sea flow past. Tenenbaum was putting the girls to bed, and Ryan had went off to be alone (which suited everyone fine), so there was nothing to do but sit and dream of home.
Before Rapture, home was a one-bedroom apartment, where he'd spent the years after school moving from job to job.
And it was all a lie - Fontaine had destroyed it as effectively as any bomb or fire.
But if there was anywhere that home wasn't, it was Rapture.
He'd find home, no matter what it took to get there.
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