Becky's KKBB Jack
Jack strode along the street, fuming, bewildered, frightened and generally upset as hell. His hands were fisted in his jacket pockets, his jaw was clenched tight, and his eyes were wild.
The Doctor had come home eventually and they'd talked. Well. Shouted. A lot. Eventually, the Doctor's self-righteous justifications had just got too much for Jack and for once he'd been the one to leave. Stumbled out of the TARDIS and into the street, wandering randomly while his head tried to deal with everything he'd discovered the last few days.
Jack turned suddenly and thumped his fist against the wall of a building, then leaned his head against his forearm and... slumped.