impossiblething (impossiblething) wrote in whoville, @ 2008-05-18 17:02:00 |
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Mecca
He'd been gone again. Back to the later part of the 19th century, back to being angry, confused and scared. Back to gestating and being physically uncomfortable most of the time, and paranoid and pissed off for all of it. How long had passed in the hotel before he came back was anyone's guess. Jack knew exactly how long had passed out there in 'real' time: three months.
He wasn't as confused this time, and he couldn't have cared less about where or when he was. He was distracted by more important, much more internal, things.
He stayed in his room, and kept doing what he'd been doing before he stumbled back into the hotel and out of time. Dealing. Breathing. Gritting through. Hoping against hope that the outcome wasn't going to be the realization of his nightmares.
Sometime just before 'dawn' he screamed - just once. After that scream silence fell, and held until a baby started to wail.