Alterno to Part Deux, chapter 31
Series: Alterno Nights of Frights
Title: Humble Servitude - Take Two
Disclaimer: Joss owns his stuff, Davies owns Torchwood.
Summary: Alternative takes for ff.net purposes…yeah.
Part Summary: Two guys meet at a bar.
FfA Pairing: Lorne/Jack Harkness (Doctor Who/Torchwood)
SPOILERS: Torchwood: Children of Earth
A/N: Sniffles alerts. You have been warned. Alterno Nights of Frights:
Humble Servitude - Take Two
Jack wasn’t sure why he was back on earth, after losing everyone. Owen, Toshiko, Ianto, his grandson
- and Gwen’s trust in him. Time was supposed to heal all wounds, but honestly all Time did was rub salt further into his soul, keeping the wound brutally open for all to see.
“Ahh, All Hallow’s Eve,” a lyrical voice said from beside him.
“The one night of the year you can come as you aren’t” Jack replied, sliding his glance over to the man beside him. A quirk of the brow was all of the reaction he made to the green man beside him.
“Hell, it’s the only night of the year I can come as I am,” the green man - more likely alien
, now that Jack thought about it - chuckled ruefully.
“I’ve never actually heard that one,” the green man smiled at him, and tipped his fingers to the red horns coming out of his forehead. “Demon I’ve heard a lot
, but now that you mentioned it, a Transdimensional entity would be considered an alien, wouldn’t it?”
“Yup,” Jack smiled back, the light not reaching his eyes.
“You know, three years ago, I’d have been in my karaoke bar in L.A. begging you not to sing out your worries to me,” the green man sighed. “But, looking at you now
after everything I’ve been through, I wouldn’t have to ask what made you look so sad and tired.”
“Really, why’s that?” Jack asked, not sure where the conversation was going.
“Because I’ve seen that look in my mirror every morning for three years,” the green man pushed away from the counter, a card in his hand. “If you need anything, I‘m in a little place called Lima.”
The demon smiled at him as he pushed back from the bar. Jack called out to him, pocketing the card.
“I didn’t catch your name?”
“I’m Lorne,” the green man called. “And FYI, sweetheart, it’s on the card.”