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[personal profile] mylawn 2017-09-03 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[All at once he's overwhelmed by the idea that they'll both forget all of this and know nothing but the mission they've committed to back home. Given the choice, of course they'll return, even if it means leaving this behind--whatever this is. Jack isn't sure he has words for it yet, beyond something he should have done a long time ago, even if it had been an impossibility.

He doesn't want to leave this behind not knowing whether or not they'll find their way to this conclusion again. Making the most of it will have to be good enough.
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I don't want to lose this.

[He's sure of that, at least for now. Jack still has his good hand against her cheek, and he uses it to pull her closer, his other arm winding its way around the small of her back. He leans a little onto the arm of the sofa, pulling her down with him in a clear indication that he's ready to be finished talking.]