Theres a song running through this fic and it will probably be repeated since I'm planning to make this a on going fic with no ending the song is Face In The Crowd-Lionel Richie simply beautiful song enjoy!
I'm just a face in the crowd.
You probably don't know me, as I don't stand out.
Jack woke up where was he? He had no idea.
He was in a bed he heard traffic outside so he guessed he was in some city. He got up and looked out the window and was amazed at what he saw. The city of London stretched out in front if him, the London eye just visible in the morning light, the Thames river snaking its way past it and on through the city, people making their way to work or school, cars stuck in morning traffic.
Jack was quite high up so he could see all these things but it still didn't explain why he was here or better question who he was.
He turned round and examined the room. There was a double bed situated in the middle of the room against one of the walls next to it was a bedside table with a alarm clock on it, opposite the bed was a pine wardrobe. The room was quite simple painted white with red carpeting. At the far side of the room was a door Jack walked over to it and opened it.
He stepped in to a very empty apartment. It was red carpeted like the bedroom with white walls and ceiling, Jack walked forward and down a couple of steps in to a sitting area there was a sofa and two chairs arranged around quite a large box.
Ok he thought moving on. Jack next found himself in a kitchen with so many different appliances built in to the walls most of them Jack didn't even know what they were used for. Out of pure curiosity he opened the fridge to find it empty. Leaving the kitchen Jack headed to the front door where he saw several white envelopes on the doormat.
Picking up the letters Jack looked at the name
Mr Jack Harkness So that was him Jack Harkness he assumed since there were no other bedrooms in the apartment, he opened the letter and found out that it was a letter from a school in Cardiff saying that school started in a couple of days so to make sure you had you're stuff.
What he thought so was he moving to Wales Jack opened the next letter. It was a ticket from kings cross-station to Cardiff central station leaving at 2pm…. TODAY "SHIT!!" Jack exclaimed looking at the clock it was 1pm and ran into the bedroom. So that was why the apartment was so empty but if he was moving to Cardiff where was he staying and school what. In the middle of all this confusion and rush that's when he spotted the mirror, he stopped dead in his tracks, there looking back at him was a young looking boy maybe about 16 17 18 A WHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jack just shouted out even know he should of guessed when he read the letter from the school but still it was a shock. But he didn't have time to look at himself in the mirror he collected what he found in the draw of the bedside table a phone, an ipod and a wallet. Threw on what was left in the wardrobe, which was just a shirt and jeans and hot tailed it out of there.
Catching a taxi to the station he made it just in time to get a coffee and a sandwich and jump on the train (not literally). Once the train had left the station and Jack had found his seat he could reflect on the events of the morning. He was Jack Harkness, he was moving to Cardiff, he was starting school and finding his bus pass in his wallet he was 17.
And I'm sure you're heart doesn't beat for me.
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