Title: Somehow Incomplete
Disclaimers: Still not mine.
Rating: PG
Notes: Another drabble, this one centered around Jack and an absent Lennie. Takes place shortly after Lennie's death.
Almost every time they'd eaten together, they'd argued. And every time they'd argued, it had ended the same way – Lennie would throw his half of the bill on the table, shoot Jack a disgusted look, and walk away.
Maybe once or twice, one of them would change the other's mind. Once or twice, he'd had to admit that Lennie'd been right – but damned if he was going to tell him that. Most of the time they'd just leave in a bad mood, complete whatever case they were arguing over, and do it all again next week.
Jack looked across his table. It seemed somehow incomplete without the crumpled-up ten-dollar bill and the half-finished club soda.