DISCLAIMER:we both know i dont own any of these characters. there is no profit being made off this simple lil' fanfic.
takes place after series finale.
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Jack didn't have very many things to move. Only enough that he had to rent a small moving truck. He planned to take Amy to Brooklyn and never look back. He wanted, more then anything, Amy to grow up normal. He knew how hard it was for him to go through highschool. He remembered the pamphlet he had gotten from his principle. "Gay and O.K." He read it over and over again.
-Remember, every 1 man out of 10 is a homosexual. You are still normal.
Still normal. He wanted to be normal. He never told anyone this.
March 23, 1999
Dear Diary,
I want to be normal so badly. I hate myself for this whole thing. Is it my fault? Maybe i DID choose this. I don't know why I would. It seems so crazy. I just want to be like everyone else.
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The move to Brooklyn was a quick one. He drove the moving truck around and around the city, just so he could get a feel for the streets. It was so busy here. Capeside had been quiet. He smiled with pleasure at Amy's playful gurgles. She was laughing. "Aw, Amy, you can't talk, but when you laugh it brightens up my day.
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The apartment was small and cozy. The hardwood floors shined, and the apartment smelled of lemon-fresh Pinesol. The only thing he had moved was Amy's play-pen and several boxes. He still had all his furniture to move, and he didn't know how he would do it alone and watch Amy up here, on the third floor, the whole time. He sat down in a chair he had brought up, and heard a knock on the door. "Hello?"
Jack saw a blond man standing at the door, wearing glasses. He looked familar. "Hello," he replied.
"Welcome to the building." Jack stood up and shook hands with the man, a little shorter then him. "My name is Tobey." Jack's mouth dropped. "Do I know you, because you look really familar."
"Tobey, it's me! Jack! From capeside?"
"Oh god!" They embraced quickly and looked at each other. "You're moving here?"
"Yes."
"It's so great to see you. It's been so long."
"You look good, the same as when we-" he stopped. Tobey observed the akward silence, and broke it.
"So, how are you doing? What brings you here."
"Oh, erm," he pointed towards Amy.
"Oh god, she's beautiful. What's her name?"
"Amy."
"Adopted?"
"Sort of. She's Jen's"
"Oh, is Jen moving here too? That would be so great!"
"Tobey, Jen died. A couple months ago."
"Oh, I'm so sorry."
"No, it's okay."
"I should have figured-"
"It's fine," Jack snapped. Tobey looked sadly at him.
"Do you need some help getting settled in?"
"Yes, please. So, are you seeing anyone?"
"No," he laughed. "No, sadly."
"Not for me." They smiled at each other.
takes place after series finale.
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Jack didn't have very many things to move. Only enough that he had to rent a small moving truck. He planned to take Amy to Brooklyn and never look back. He wanted, more then anything, Amy to grow up normal. He knew how hard it was for him to go through highschool. He remembered the pamphlet he had gotten from his principle. "Gay and O.K." He read it over and over again.
-Remember, every 1 man out of 10 is a homosexual. You are still normal.
Still normal. He wanted to be normal. He never told anyone this.
March 23, 1999
Dear Diary,
I want to be normal so badly. I hate myself for this whole thing. Is it my fault? Maybe i DID choose this. I don't know why I would. It seems so crazy. I just want to be like everyone else.
~~~~~~~~~~~
The move to Brooklyn was a quick one. He drove the moving truck around and around the city, just so he could get a feel for the streets. It was so busy here. Capeside had been quiet. He smiled with pleasure at Amy's playful gurgles. She was laughing. "Aw, Amy, you can't talk, but when you laugh it brightens up my day.
~~~~~~~~~~~
The apartment was small and cozy. The hardwood floors shined, and the apartment smelled of lemon-fresh Pinesol. The only thing he had moved was Amy's play-pen and several boxes. He still had all his furniture to move, and he didn't know how he would do it alone and watch Amy up here, on the third floor, the whole time. He sat down in a chair he had brought up, and heard a knock on the door. "Hello?"
Jack saw a blond man standing at the door, wearing glasses. He looked familar. "Hello," he replied.
"Welcome to the building." Jack stood up and shook hands with the man, a little shorter then him. "My name is Tobey." Jack's mouth dropped. "Do I know you, because you look really familar."
"Tobey, it's me! Jack! From capeside?"
"Oh god!" They embraced quickly and looked at each other. "You're moving here?"
"Yes."
"It's so great to see you. It's been so long."
"You look good, the same as when we-" he stopped. Tobey observed the akward silence, and broke it.
"So, how are you doing? What brings you here."
"Oh, erm," he pointed towards Amy.
"Oh god, she's beautiful. What's her name?"
"Amy."
"Adopted?"
"Sort of. She's Jen's"
"Oh, is Jen moving here too? That would be so great!"
"Tobey, Jen died. A couple months ago."
"Oh, I'm so sorry."
"No, it's okay."
"I should have figured-"
"It's fine," Jack snapped. Tobey looked sadly at him.
"Do you need some help getting settled in?"
"Yes, please. So, are you seeing anyone?"
"No," he laughed. "No, sadly."
"Not for me." They smiled at each other.