http://poshmouthytart.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] poshmouthytart.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] quitehomoerotic 2010-05-24 04:19 am (UTC)

Alex opened her mouth for a moment only to slam it shut again.

She could keep pushing for information, and she was sure it would be a fun, even flirtatious game. But Jack Harkness had made it clear what he wanted, and Alex wasn't going to argue that point.

Because it wasn't so much that she expected him to give her answers, or she expected him to get her home, or that she expected him to save her.

All that she expected was that he believed her, and that he helped her in every way he could. And she knew that tonight, he would.

Grabbing the bottle, Alex topped off their wine glasses. She slid closer to Jack on the couch, examining his wrist strap carefully. "So, this is where we are in the 51st century? Watches that make you travel through time." She looked up at him, pursing her lips. "And I thought I was in the stone age. You must feel like you're having a holiday in Jurassic Park."

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