[ She's here. She's here. She's in his head. She's not. Going. Away.
The kiss is startling and he jerks a bit, breath quickening when the contact is made, but pressing in just slightly. Just a bit more. When he pulls back, it's with warmer eyes, fingers reaching up, wrapping around Jack's upper arm slightly. It's Jack. He's with Jack--there's no ship, there's no Nicole... she's dead.
It isn't really her.
It's not really her.
The blood from his fingers, still slick and warm makes grabbing a bit difficult. ]
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The kiss is startling and he jerks a bit, breath quickening when the contact is made, but pressing in just slightly. Just a bit more. When he pulls back, it's with warmer eyes, fingers reaching up, wrapping around Jack's upper arm slightly. It's Jack. He's with Jack--there's no ship, there's no Nicole... she's dead.
It isn't really her.
It's not really her.
The blood from his fingers, still slick and warm makes grabbing a bit difficult. ]