(A/N: Here is the fourth chapter. Sorry for the long wait. School has been beating me over the head. Hopefully I'll have the next chapter up in the next two weeks. Hope you enjoy this and feed back is always appreciated.)
He was going to kill Jack. "Open this door right now!"
"No!" Nathan growled.
"I demand you open this door SARAH before I start bypassing the locks on this place." The door opened and Nathan went in.
"Thanks a lot, SARAH," Jack said before turning his back on Nathan.
"This is the third time you've locked me out of here. Why are you being such a child?"
"I'm sorry I wasn't thinking," the sheriff said.
Nathan sighed. "I apologized for that. I was mad at you because you still don't see that I'm here to help you, Jack."
Jack sighed. "You know that's the third time you called me Jack."
The scientist rolled his eyes and was surprised to see Jack turn to face his general direction.
"Did you call your daughter yet?"
This made Jack turn away. "I don't want to worry her about this. She's already worried that Eureka might explode while she's gone. You guys need another hobby or something."
Nathan smiled and sat down on the bed. Jack turned to face him again.
"What are you doing?" He pulled out his cell phone.
"What's her number?" Jack tried his best to glare at the man.
"Stop being so stubborn and tell me what the number is." Jack sighed and opened up his nightstand drawer.
"Here," he said and threw his phonebook on top of the bed.
"I can't remember it and I don't know where my cell phone is." Nathan started to nod before he realized that Jack wouldn't be able to see him.
He took the book and looked through it and dialed the teen's number. It started to ring and he placed it in Jack's hand. Jack held the phone to his ear and waited.
"Hi Zo. No everything is fine."
Nathan scoffed and Jack ignored him.
"Well not exactly. Well you see, about four days ago there was an accident."
"You tried to be a hero," Nathan mumbled and Jack continued to ignore him.
"Everyone is fine. I'm just temporarily blind for two months."
"You say it like you just got a new appliance."
Jack wanted to hit him.
"I was going to tell you but I didn't want to worry you."
"Why shouldn't she worry? You're her father."
"No you are not coming home early. Dr. Stark is taking care of me."
"And enjoying every minute of it."
Yes I know. Look, don't worry. Okay. Love you too Zoe. Bye."
Jack threw the phone in Nathan's direction and the 'ow' that sounded was very satisfying. "How about you get out and leave me alone?"
"Not this again. I'm not going anywhere." The bed shifted again and Jack could tell that Nathan was now laying on it. He got up and started to walk towards the door.
The sound of Nathan following him made him move faster but not fast enough. Nathan grabbed him and pinned him to the wall by the door.
"Get off of me," Jack said angrily. He could feel Nathan's breath against his lip and it was causing a lot of problems downstairs.
"You're going to listen to me. I'm here to help you. You can't do everything by yourself right now. Why are you acting like this?" Jack didn't answer.
He tipped his head and pushed his mouth to Nathan's. Nathan gasped and it allowed Jack to push his tongue into the taller man's mouth.
The scientist let go of Jack and tore himself away from the man. Jack waited for there to be anger or even another kiss.
Either would be welcomed right now. He was surprised when he heard the door open and slam. Jack let himself slid down the wall before he pulled his knees to his chest and looked miserable.
Nathan looked around the kitchen in a daze. Why did he do that?
Did he actually mean it? Was it to get him to stop bothering him? The questions were endless and he was getting angrier with every question.
How dare he? He was now confused and thinking was the last thing he wanted to do. He pulled out his phone and looked at it before dialing and waiting for an answer.
Jack sighed as he slowly came down the stairs.
"I was hoping you came down. I made dinner for you."
Hands grabbed him by the arm and took him to a seat at the table. He smelled cologne on Nathan and he felt the pain in his chest again.
"You're going somewhere?" He asked hoping he was wrong.
"I'm going out to dinner with Allison." Jack could tell that Nathan was watching him closely.
"That's good for you," Jack said with a fake smile.
"I heard you two talking and I wondered why you wouldn't."
"Jack," Nathan said.
"It's okay if you leave me here. I'll be fine, I can get up and down the stairs a lot better." Nathan got up from the table and walked to the bunker door.
"You can just leave the plate there when you're done. I'll take care of it when I'm done." The door opened and then closed.
Jack grabbed the plate of food and threw it. He didn't care where it landed. He then stood and threw the chair he was sitting on.
His head hurt and he was so now tired. He was hoping that Nathan would ask him why he kissed him.
Why? But no.
The man was now off on a date with his ex-wife. First he liked Allison and she didn't want him. Now he liked Stark and he didn't want him either.
Tomorrow Nathan was out of here. He didn't need him here. Someone can come and check up on him but he didn't need anyone here with him.
Nathan sighed as he drove back to the bunker. It was a mistake to ask Allison out to dinner. He should have never done it.
It was also a mistake to leave Jack without acknowledging what had happened. Jack didn't seem to care though as he practically told him that he should have went to dinner with her before.
This was all too confusing. Give him equations and he could figure them out. Tell him to deal with his emotions and he would fail almost every time.
Nathan was finally at the bunker. He got out of the car and stretched. He wondered what Jack was doing. It was only ten o'clock. The man was probably locked in his room again.
"SARAH door," he yawned and the door swung open.
He walked towards the kitchen and stopped as he saw the shattered plate and food all over the floor. There was also a broken chair.
"SARAH."
The footage was pulled up and Nathan watched it and sighed.
Why was he so angry? Nathan thought about the kiss and then about how Jack seemed overly happy about him and Allison. He shook his head at himself before he started to clean up the mess.
Nathan stared at Jack before sitting on his bed. The shorter man sighed and shifted before settling back into sleep.
No, he couldn't. It had to be because Nathan was the only one around to comfort him.
Jack loved Allison. That's why he was angry with him.
That kiss couldn't have meant anything. Nathan got off of the bed and walked out of the room.
He was doing them both a favor by walking away. He heard Jack shift in the bed and he looked back before closing the door behind him.
Jack woke up agitated and he wondered if Nathan ever made it back home last night.
He growled as he thought about the man.
Why did he have to like Eureka's resident bastard?
He didn't care whose feelings he stepped on. All that man cared about were his own feelings.
Jack got out of the bed and walked to the bathroom. He was hungry and he wondered what he could ask SARAH for.
"Dr. Stark wants to know if you want breakfast, Jack," SARAH said.
This only fueled Jack's anger.
"Now he's fucking using the house instead of coming up here and being a fucking man," he mumbled as he walked out of the bathroom and out of his room.
Nathan leaned against the counter with a cup of coffee. His attention shifted to Jack coming down the stairs.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go out for breakfast." Jack made a low growling noise as he hit his last step.
God, he felt like cursing the man out. His voice was so calm as if nothing ever happened.
Jack just plastered a fake smile on his face.
"That would be nice to get out here," he said calmly but on the inside he was shattering.
"I thought you would like that." Nathan looked for anything that would tell Jack's mood or current state of mind but he looked calm and excited to be leaving the house.
"I'll help you get dressed," he said as he walked over to the man and took him by the arm gently.
Jack flinched but allowed Nathan to help him. The scientist wasn't sure if he had felt Jack flinch from his touch but he dismissed it.
The scientist brought over the clothes and placed them next to Jack. Jack felt them and gave small smile in Nathan's direction.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. I'll leave you to get dressed. I'll be downstairs. There is also a pair of sunglasses on the dresser that I want you to wear. Your eyes don't need to be damaged by the light."
Jack nodded and frowned as his door closed. He rubbed his temples. He hoped his head would stop aching. And he hoped he'd stop feeling like his heart was being ripped out of his chest.
His head throbbed again and he clutched it. Sometimes it was a dull ache and sometimes it was a splitting one. He didn't think that the cut he got had anything to do with it.
Maybe he was just tired. He actually hadn't been sleeping to well. That's probably it. Jack shook his head and felt for his underwear on the pile of clothes.
"I'm ready," Jack said as he came down the stairs slowly. Nathan took him by the arm once he was fully down the stairs.
This time Jack refrained from flinching and they left the house. Nathan could feel the cold shoulder that Jack was giving him.
He could hide behind the smiles but Nathan knew that something was wrong.
Nathan and Jack walked down the street towards Café Diem. People stared at Jack as they moved out of his way. He tensed slightly at the stares but kept walking.
Nathan helped him into a booth and sat across from him.
"It's nice to be out of the house," Jack said as he gave a fake smile. This time Nathan could see how fake it was.
"I'm glad that you feel that way," he said.
"What do you want to eat?"
"Waffles and bacon," the Sheriff said a small frown on his lips.
"How was last night," he asked. Nathan didn't want to answer the question but he didn't think there was any possible way to avoid it.
"It went fine. Why do you ask Carter?" Jack shrugged as he felt his chest tighten.
"No reason just wanted to know."
Nathan watched Jack's movements carefully but Jack wasn't giving anything away this time. They sat there in awkward silence before Vince came over and Nathan ordered them breakfast.
Jack adjusted the sunglasses on his face.
"Do I have to still be watched," Jack asked and Nathan gripped the steering wheel of his car hard.
"Yes you do."
"Then I want someone else, Stark. Send Henry to stay with me. Fargo even. I'll even take Fargo."
"What exactly is wrong with me, Jack?" Jack frowned angrily.
"You're not allowed to call me Jack," he said and Nathan felt his grip on the staring wheel become tighter. His knuckles were white.
"I'll call you whatever I want, Jack. What the hell is wrong with you?"
"You're what's wrong with me." Nathan sighed.
"Look Jack if this about Allison and me, then you don't have to worry about that. I can't be with her anymore. I know you like her."
The scientist looked at him and he saw the hurt expression on Jack's face even through the sunglasses.
"You bastard. You fucking stupid bastard," Jack whispered.
Nathan was now genuinely confused.
"I want you out of my house as soon as we get back," the Sheriff said, coldly.
This couldn't be about the kiss, Nathan thought.
What if Jack really did want him? What if Jack wasn't just messing with him like he thought? Only one way to find out, he thought as he stepped on the gas.
Jack didn't let Nathan touch him and this pissed Nathan off.
"SARAH, door," the angry man said and grabbed Jack into the Bunker.
Jack pulled away while he rubbed his arm.
"Now you can get your stuff and leave."
"I'm not going anywhere, Jack, until we talk."
Nathan walked towards Jack. The shorter man instinctively backed up until he was backed up against the couch.
Nathan didn't bother to say a word as he pushed his lips roughly against Jack's.
Jack tried to pull away but Nathan grabbed the back of his neck and the scientist's hand went up his shirt to tweak one of his nipples. This made him moan and it allowed Nathan's tongue to plunge into his mouth.
Jack couldn't complain and soon he found himself kissing back with the same aggression.
Jack could feel himself being lowered back onto the couch and the weight of Nathan on top of him.
His anger was gone and it was replaced with the sensation of being aroused and stimulated.