Just Jack
It had always been just Jack. From the moment he saw him it was just Jack, but he wouldn't let himself believe it. First off Jack was a guy, and even though he didn't have anything against that kind of stuff he didn't think he "swung that way". Second there was Lissa… Oh my God there was Lissa. He had gotten her into this mess he couldn't just abandon her… But that moment when he and Jack were in that old warehouse with that dinosaur… That moment when Jack fell from the sky and landed on him… That moment when their eyes met and he lost his breath… That moment when there was only Jack. Oh God he felt so ashamed in that moment. Here he was with some man… with Jack… when Lissa was slowly dying alone. Truly he had felt relived when she had died, that he felt that made the loss even greater. He had betrayed everyone. He had betrayed Jack. He wanted to die that day, and for days after. But when Jack looked in his eyes and told him it was all going to be alright he knew it was just Jack. There lips collided in that intense heat. Arms wrapping around arms, legs wrapping around legs, until they ceased to be two and became one.
But there was not just him for Jack. When he died Jack would go on living. It would never be just him. There had been people before and there would be people after. Eternity was too long to stay alone. He didn't blame him. But in those moments of heat, or in those moments of boredom, he would look at Jack and dream of death together. Looking out into that darkness and finally finding peace.
