Who: Jack and... Jack the Sexy and... Oh, hell. The Sexy Jacks. What: Hospital visitations, nostalgia, etc When: Today. Was supposed to have been yesterday, but I fail. Warnings: I'll keep you posted.
It had taken Jack a bit of detective work, but he managed to find the hospital Jack was laid up in, heading there the very-old-fashioned way; walking. How quaint. Strolling into the building, he had the fleeting thought- for all the Doctors he spent time with, he hadn't had need for a hospital in decades.
Stopping in the doorway to Jack's room, he realized briefly that it was times like this he wished he could transfer his 'gift' to his friends. Still, Jack looked better than he'd thought; enough to get a smile out of Jack, and a wolf-whistle.
"I'm loving the get-up. Antiseptic chic, I feel it." Shoving off the wall, he walked forward to Jack's bedside, giving him a peck on the cheek before settling in the chair next to him. "Lookin' great, baby."