Author's Note: I'm back and finanly getting off my lazy bum to update. Please, do not take this one for anything more than crack - for which it surely is. And that said, enjoy.
021. Flirt
Jack Harkness/Surprise!
The 'morning after' was pretty much well traveled territory for Jack Harkness. So, when he woke up with a splitting headache that felt like there were half a dozen Daleks chasing each other in circles right beneath his eye lids, he wasn't terribly surprised. The spinning room and the rubbery limbs were all other indications of a rather brag-worthy hangover.
What was surprising was the nest of pink blankets and tacky magenta fur pillows he found himself in.
He raised a brow, and tried desperately to remember the night before. No use. That period of time was still something foggy, only punctuated by flashing club lights and a rather pretty blonde with startlingly familiar dark eyes . . .
Jack swung upright with a start, rubbing at his eyes as if he could erase the memories. No use. If he had known that a simple, and rather cheesy pick-up line could lead to . . .
He shook his head firmly, and looked about the room for his clothes.
As soon as he was pulling on his shirt, the girl from the night before walked in, a large smile on her face as she zipped up her jacket. "There's coffee on the counter it you're interested. I'm off to work. Stay, leave – whatever you like."
He nodded rather dumbly after her, finally putting just where he had seen that teasing smirk before.
As he downed the proffered coffee he only reflected that there were some unforeseen . . . intricacies of time traveling that he had not considered before. As he left to find his companions – a knowing Doctor and an oblivious Rose who asked, "So, what poor soul was stuck with you for the night?"
Jack shuddered. The Doctor chuckled.
"No one," he let out in a voice only slightly higher than normal.
Because, it was not that the young woman bore a startlingly striking resemblance to Rose, it was that Rose bore a startling resemblance to her.
Jackie Tyler would never let him live this one down – if she ever remembered.
And Jack shook his head, and wondered why he just didn't swear off women completely.