![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Title: Logical Inevitability
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
oneiriad
Disclaimer: If you recognize it - not mine
A/N: written foricarus_chained , who wanted more immortal!James
A brief coda to Time and Time Again
"I'm sorry, Jack, " he says, as he watches the other man struggle in vain against the manacles.
"I'm so sorry. I wish I could stay. Here, now, with you. I love you. Both of you. But if I don't do this..." and words fail him, and he steps forward, wrapping his arms around the bound and gagged pirate, tugging his head into the awkward curve of an arm. Stays there for just a little eternity.
"I can't not do this, Jack. Maybe some day you'll forgive me."
He reluctantly closes the hotel room door behind him, hanging the "Do not disturb" sign almost like an afterthought.
"For what it's worth, I am sorry."
He turns to glare at the man in the pin-striped suit, then turns his back on him rather than accepting the pity in those eyes. Checks that his sword is tucked away neatly in his coat, checks his watch. Nearly nine o'clock. He's supposed to meet Jack at a place called Joe's in about 20 minutes. Supposed to...
He takes one last deep breath before heading out into the autumn night.
Author:
oneiriad Disclaimer: If you recognize it - not mine
A/N: written for
icarus_chained , who wanted more immortal!JamesA brief coda to Time and Time Again
"I'm sorry, Jack, " he says, as he watches the other man struggle in vain against the manacles.
"I'm so sorry. I wish I could stay. Here, now, with you. I love you. Both of you. But if I don't do this..." and words fail him, and he steps forward, wrapping his arms around the bound and gagged pirate, tugging his head into the awkward curve of an arm. Stays there for just a little eternity.
"I can't not do this, Jack. Maybe some day you'll forgive me."
He reluctantly closes the hotel room door behind him, hanging the "Do not disturb" sign almost like an afterthought.
"For what it's worth, I am sorry."
He turns to glare at the man in the pin-striped suit, then turns his back on him rather than accepting the pity in those eyes. Checks that his sword is tucked away neatly in his coat, checks his watch. Nearly nine o'clock. He's supposed to meet Jack at a place called Joe's in about 20 minutes. Supposed to...
He takes one last deep breath before heading out into the autumn night.