Jack had spent almost every free second during the past few months by John's side. He had been in a coma for almost three months and Jack was slowly losing hope. He didn't have to be a doctor to understand how bad John's head was damaged. No one knew who it was that had tried to kill his lover. The only thing he could do was hope that the asshole would be caught.

Hart had been nice to him the past few months. He was a really good friend and always tried to make him feel better. Hart had even kissed him and tried to cheer him up with sex, but Jack didn't want to be unfaithful to John, so he turned his sex buddy down. They hadn't had sex since he had started his relationship with John.

Hart had taken it pretty well and introduce him to smoking and drinking again to help him cope with his pain. He tried to stay sober enough, so the first thing John would see wasn't a drunken Jack. It was hard to stay sober though. It was just too easy to drink his pain and sorrow away.

Jack was skipping school again and his grades were getting worse. But he knew John wanted him to graduate so he tried his best for John's sake. He didn't like the new physics teacher, it was a very strict woman who didn't make the lessons fun like John had made them. Jack was sure that the woman didn't like him. He could just feel it.

He didn't know how he did it, but it was just one month left until his graduation and he had made it through all his courses without failing. He had even cleared the physics course with Ms. Stick up her ass. That was what he, Owen, Ianto and Hart called her when they talked about her. They all agreed that she was acting like she had a stick up her ass.

Jack made his way up to John's room. He knew exactly where he was going so he didn't need to concentrate. He entered the room but was surprised to find an unknown man in the room. He studied the man, who had turned towards him, from head to toe. He wore a tweed jacket, suspenders, a bow tie and a fez. He knew exactly who the man was, River's husband and John's brother, Christopher Smith. Was River here too?

Christopher was holding John's hand. It looked he had cried but the moment Jack stepped in to the room he had tried to wipe away his tears.

"Who are you?" he asked with a weak voice, sore form the crying. Jack didn't know what he would tell him.

"I'm Jack Harkness, I live with John." Chris nodded and tried to give him a smile. He was actually kind of attractive, River made a great catch. Jack offered Chris his hand and watched how the other man studied the hand like he was wondering what he should do. He let go of John's hand and accepted the hand but shook it for a long time so it just felt awkward. Chris was a bit odd, but in a good way.

"I'm Doctor Christopher Song. Call me Doctor or Chris, whatever you're comfortable with. I really don't mind. You're captain of River's football team right?" Jack couldn't resist a smile when Chris told him his last name. It was so typical River. The poor guy didn't have a chance to keep his last name.

"We're pretty close. You know she's a great soccer player?" Jack highlighted the word Soccer and couldn't resist to over exaggerate his American accent. He couldn't help but notice Chris's British accent. He knew they were brothers but their accents were so different. Chris's accent was British but John's was clearly Scottish.

They talked for a while until Jack heard the door open behind him and the sound of high heels.

"Hello Sweetie." He'd recognize that voice anywhere. It was of course River Song. He turned around and greeted the woman. Jack hadn't seen her in soccer practice for a long time, and when he saw her he realized why. She looked like she had swallowed a planet.

"Looks like someone needs to stop eating sweets," he joked but opened up his arms to hug his friend. It looked like Chris didn't care about Jack touching River, until he saw the other man's sad and jealous look in his eyes.

"So, was it planned or was it an accident?" he asked the couple and successfully made Chris blush and really uncomfortable. Chris seemed embarrassed to talk about his sex life with River. He tried to avoid the question by backing away from Jack and River but was close to tearing down his brother's IV. He quickly caught it but lost his balance and fell on top of his brother with his backside on his arm were the IV was. He had of course dropped the IV stand and the pole hit his brother's face.

River was standing beside Jack and put her hand over her eyes so she didn't have to see her incredibly clumsy husband killing his brother. They agreed to leave the room before the clumsy house cat actually did kill him.

Chris didn't want to leave his brother's side but he was out of the room the second River told him to come. He was really just like a puppy, but who knew. Maybe he was a tiger in the bed.

"I don't want to answer the question, that stuff is private. We don't discuss those kind of things with other people… beside what do you mean by accident? I didn't accidentally slip inside River when we were laying naked in the bed, it's illogical and could never happened" Jack had seen Chris's clumsiness in action and judging from what he had seen, it was still a possibility.

"Sweetie, he knows everything about our sex life. Jack is my best mate and I tell him everything." She was embarrassing her husband even more and Jack joined in.

"I know everything, and she has told me some interesting things about you. Maybe I should join you guys one night?" he said, laying an arm around Chris's shoulders. The man looked really uncomfortable again.

"Jack behave!" he said automatically. The brothers were so alike in some aspects, but they were really different at the same time. He could just imagine what Christmas dinners looked like in the Smith's household.

Jack had a really great time with the Songs and hoped they would stay in touch.

"Let's all have a dinner together, when he wakes up," he suggested. Chris looked sad for a while, like he didn't believe his brother would make it.

"Yeah… let's do it"