Title: Keepsakes
Written for
Rating: PG
Warnings: Character deaths
Characters: Jack
Disclaimer: Not mine; Aunty B's and RTD's
Summary: Jack keeps his memories in a box.
He looked into his little box of treasures and tried to recall the meaning behind each item. A vial of sand from Boshane, a hologram of his mother and Gray. A leather bracelet from that crazy Time Agent. What was his name? John Hart. All long gone now.
Two red rings from the Cassius, his twin lovers murdered in a terrorist attack. An ear bangle from Draymar, his husband for two hundred years dying peacefully in old age.
He saved his favorites, the ones from Earth, for last. A red car key ring, Alex’s Ferrari. The voices had dimmed but he still recognized Estelle, Alice, and Stephen’s faces in the photographs. A feather, Myfanwy; a page of hand written formulas, Tosh; an obscene post-it-note, that would be Owen. A black leather glove, Gwen. Gone long ago.
He sighed as he lifted the last item from the box. A stopwatch. Jones, Ianto Jones, naked hide and seek, beautiful Welsh vowels, his death so young and preventable. He remembered him like it was yesterday. Gone.
Items put away, Jack snapped the box shut. It was always about time, wasn’t it? Never enough and way too much and always too little, too late.