Jack stared at the Doctor and he was so angry. So very very angry and annoyed. Annoyed at doing all he possibly could and that still not being enough. Upset that however hard he tried, he'd never manage to be the person he wanted to.
Upset. It weighed down on him and he was so tired. So tired and worn and he'd had enough. He could so easily be dragged under by that emotion, it dominated him so often as it was.
But no. No because he heard the Doctor speak, and he heard the tone, and more than anything Jack wanted to protect him. So whatever emotion was forcing itself to the foreground, it managed to be pushed aside by Jack's overwhelming desire to see the Doctor all right.
He stepped over to him and took both of the Doctor's hands in his own. "Doctor," he whispered gently, soft and so caring. "Doctor it's okay, I'm here, you're okay, we're both okay. We'll get past this, right? We've got past much worse."
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Date: 2009-11-12 09:44 pm (UTC)Upset. It weighed down on him and he was so tired. So tired and worn and he'd had enough. He could so easily be dragged under by that emotion, it dominated him so often as it was.
But no. No because he heard the Doctor speak, and he heard the tone, and more than anything Jack wanted to protect him. So whatever emotion was forcing itself to the foreground, it managed to be pushed aside by Jack's overwhelming desire to see the Doctor all right.
He stepped over to him and took both of the Doctor's hands in his own. "Doctor," he whispered gently, soft and so caring. "Doctor it's okay, I'm here, you're okay, we're both okay. We'll get past this, right? We've got past much worse."