Jack had far too many bags. Most of which clothing, but a substantial amount of it food. It still felt a bit strange, going shopping for food. Jack Harkness wandering around a supermarket. A little bit too normal for him. He never really did normal very well. He almost always expected a Weevil to jump out from behind the shampoo aisle.
It never did though.
Yet.
It took three journeys to carry in all the bags from the car, and he moved quietly as soon as he saw Reinette sleeping against the couch. It had been hard for her, he understood. The pain hadn't just been his own, and she'd had to see and do so much.
He kept as quiet as he could. Hardly stealthy, but quiet enough, and eventually he came around and perched himself on the edge of the sofa, not too far from her. He smiled at her, just to himself, and he reached out, tucking a strand of her hair back behind her ear.
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Date: 2010-04-11 03:06 am (UTC)It never did though.
Yet.
It took three journeys to carry in all the bags from the car, and he moved quietly as soon as he saw Reinette sleeping against the couch. It had been hard for her, he understood. The pain hadn't just been his own, and she'd had to see and do so much.
He kept as quiet as he could. Hardly stealthy, but quiet enough, and eventually he came around and perched himself on the edge of the sofa, not too far from her. He smiled at her, just to himself, and he reached out, tucking a strand of her hair back behind her ear.