His breath hung heavily in the cold night air, leaving trails of dragon like smoke behind him as he ran as fast as he could down the road. He turned, once, twice until he was in a dark alley, buildings towering over him on either side. His hand automatically reached for his gun.
"Jack…"
He turned at the whisper of his name, his eyes settling on the familiar form, hidden in the shadows.
He reached his hand out and cupped her cheek gently; she stepped toward him, out of the darkness slightly. Her hand grabbed the front of his coat and she pulled him towards her, a harsh puff of breath leaving her body as she forced his body to hers so quickly she was trapped now between him and the wall.
She ran her nails up the seams of his trousers and over his backside, pushing her hips towards his as she did.
"Gwen…"
He fumbled with her trousers as she did with his, then hoisted her legs around his waist as he pushed into her with a gasp.
"Jack…"
"Gwen.."
"Jack.. JACK!"
He sat bolt upright and blinked his eyes, Gwen was stood by the door to his office.
"Jack? You called me?"
It was a dream, a horrible, fantastic, impossible dream, he sighed, running his hands through his hair and rubbing his face before looking at Gwen again.
"Do you wanna take a walk with me?"