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This story is No. 2 in the series "The Convergence Series". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Set During Chapter 13 of Life Past Death. A Christmas Prezzie for FaithUnbreakbale

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Dr. Who/Torchwood > Buffy-Centered > Theme: Real FamilyjezaeiriFR71607464,10421 Dec 0921 Dec 09Yes
Disclaimer: I don't own and never will. Don't sue me.

A/N: For FaithUnbreakable because she requested a Buffy/Jack moment and I decided to set it during Life Past Death.

Set During Chapter 13

The restaurant they were in was deserted, more or less. Most people didn't exactly come in for food at three in the afternoon, not that it made a bit of difference to them. When you lived by your own rules little things like eating at the same times normal people did kinda became less than even trivial. She looked up from her menu, intent on asking Jack what was good and stopped short. His expression from earlier was gone, that air of being completely and desperately alive, that expression that reminded her of bulletholes and razor blades and starlight and a lone survivor with two hearts and the will to go on-go on-go on. Now something else had replaced it, something worn and old and gods it reminded her of that same brilliant and half crazy man when things became dark and dangerous and memories became too overwhelming and the pain threatened to rip open wounds that would never fully heal.

"What?" simple question really, only it wasn't for people like them. What had more layers than a planet sized onion, the truth did too. Only Jack didn't say anything and she found herself frowning at him. "Jack? What?"

He shook his head, reminding her of some animal that she'd seen on some distant planet more than a dog. Don't ask why, it was something you had to be there for and see to get. Or maybe see the pictures of she'd taken on Martha's phone, which was just another reason to get back in touch with her old friend. She had good blackmail photos on that thing. "You just remind me of someone."

That just made her frown deepen. "My mom?"

He smiled and it was sad, nostalgic even. It made her really believe he'd loved her mother because she'd seen that look before in her own eyes and in the eyes of others. Xander every time Anya was brought up for one. "Yes, but someone else too."

She smiled, she liked to believe that some piece of her mother was still alive in herself and in Dawn, after all there wasn't anything else tangible that had survived besides the watch in her pocket. But then the frown came back. "Who?"

Jack's eyes changed, became almost glazed, like a memory that was too bright and shining to be real. "A man, a very different man." he seemed to shake himself out of it and looked her square in the eyes. "He's like a storm, he changes things." she knew who he meant. No one, no one in the whole universe was truly like a storm except for one man. Only it wasn't time yet. Couldn't be time yet for them to discuss the topic. She might not be the same breed as who he was talking about but she did know the rules and there were even a few she would play by. This was one of them.

"Change is inevitable." she smiled at him and he blinked at her, like the words meant something more. They did. They meant a million things. She looked back down at her menu but the smile didn't leave.

What was, what will be, what must be.

*Ok Peoples I'm gonna be out of town for the next 14 days so no updates on anything. But with luck and my trusty laptop coming with me I hope to have the final chapter of Watching Forever finished as well as at least one update on everything. Which will make my birthday during the first week of January a happy time.

Happy Holidays and New Year to all!

The End

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