Hello, it's been such a long time, years in-fact since I last wrote anything even remotely resembling fan-fiction. This is just a short one-shot to get me back into the swing of things. (The title is Welsh for "Wake Up Sweetheart" according to good ol' Google. If it's wrong, please let me know and I will amend it) Enjoy! -WeevilRockYou95 :)
Sometimes, just sometimes I wish that I was the one who was immortal so that I could spare you that pain for even a day. You are such a sweet, caring man Jack. You shouldn't have to suffer the way you do, watching all those you love age and die before your eyes, you die on average four times a day just to save us, how much must you hurt? I know you like to keep up this false bravado, painting the image of the perfect, strong hero in our minds but you're just as human as the rest of us. I see it when you sleep. That's when the nightmare's come. Every negative experience, every single awful tiny detail of your long life is plain as day in your dreams. Not only do you have to deal with what the day ultimately brings, but you also re-live every moment at night. I try to do my best my Captain, I hold you close, whisper sweet nothing's in your ear and card my hand through your soft hair but you still thrash and whimper through most of the night. It's surprising that I manage to function on roughly two hours proper sleep and cat naps in the archives, not that I am complaining of course, I will always be here for you. I want you to know that. No matter what, until the day I die, I am yours. I want so badly to be able to help you, to ease your pain. I know you said your Doctor couldn't help you but maybe he could transfer your immortality to somebody else, somebody willing to relieve you of your burden. I'd be willing if the opportunity should ever arise. Saying that scares me shitless but it would mean that you'd finally be happy and that would make it all worth it. Seeing you smile makes all the crap we go through on a daily basis worthwhile. When I was captured by the cannibals in the Brecon Beacons and almost had my throat slit, I truly believed that life wasn't worth living any more. I had already lost Lisa, I was prepared to die, I was prepared to be used as food for those fucked-up villagers. You blustered in like a mad man and saved the day as usual before turning to me with that infectious grin of yours plastered across your face and suddenly I wanted to live, if only because I wanted to see you smile again. You can light up even the darkest of rooms with your happiness Jack. Your presence always puts me at ease, even in a situation like this which is why I need you to come back my darling. I am starting to worry, you never take this long to revive. I don't want to be the one forcing you back into this world, you said that it's like being pulled over shards of glass, but I don't know what to do without you Jack. The guards could return any minute, we have to get out of this cell somehow. They took Owen for "testing", I don't know what that means but it can't be good. Please, you have to come back Jack, please. I'm here, everything will be okay I promise, I'll hold you until the pain goes away. Just come back Jack please, I love you with all that I can give, I can't lose you now. Please Jack. Please.