(gen exchange type things getting off the ground! go see
tardis_gen! proper pimping and details on their way! \o/!)
In the meantime, it is a cold, dark Sunday evening, and thus I appropriate this from
thingswithwings, who is building up a collection of very delightful SGA kisslets
over here.
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Jackson nods. "Asleep, and peaceful too - for now at least."
"He'll recover, I'm certain of it," she says.
"Yes, children do. What about you?"
Rosita shrugs. "Nothing to complain of. How are you keeping?"
He smiles. "God has let me keep some blessings. I ask for nothing more."
She laughs at that. "Would that everyone were so philosophical! Jackson Lake, I think there are some things you may never learn."
He doesn't get a chance to ask what she means before she walks right up to him, brushes her hand down his cheek and kisses him softly. "And I hope that there are some things I hope you will," she says, her lips barely parted from his.
"All these things in the fullness of times," she offers as final words before she walks away.
Jackson stands in the corridor, tracing the outline of his mouth with thoughtful fingers, and thinks about new philosophies.
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