Jack continued to investigate within his own mind. To look back at months and years. It seemed many of the years the Doctor wasn't there. But he was present in his mind. Somewhere, somehow. He'd always been there.
He looked again, and looked closer. Looked recent. He'd been alone; so very alone. But when he scratched away he saw beneath it. There'd been him. There'd been the Doctor.
For a moment, he realised just what had been hidden and it hit him like a ten tonne truck.
He took a shaky breath before going on. Withdrawing from his memories and glad for now of the fact they seemed to veil over again with the lies.
"I think maybe you've got it," he said, "mistrusting each other. I think we- we..." he trailed and shook his head, he couldn't force himself into those recent memories again too much. "I think we we're close."
Looking over at the Doctor's hand he nodded and without thinking he reached over to touch his finger against the cut.
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Date: 2010-01-06 04:51 am (UTC)He looked again, and looked closer. Looked recent. He'd been alone; so very alone. But when he scratched away he saw beneath it. There'd been him. There'd been the Doctor.
For a moment, he realised just what had been hidden and it hit him like a ten tonne truck.
He took a shaky breath before going on. Withdrawing from his memories and glad for now of the fact they seemed to veil over again with the lies.
"I think maybe you've got it," he said, "mistrusting each other. I think we- we..." he trailed and shook his head, he couldn't force himself into those recent memories again too much. "I think we we're close."
Looking over at the Doctor's hand he nodded and without thinking he reached over to touch his finger against the cut.
"I think we're really close."