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m_findlow ([personal profile] m_findlow) wrote2019-12-30 03:37 pm

Challenge 584 - A box and nothing more

Title: A box and nothing more
Author: m_findlow
Characters: Jack
Rating: PG
Challenge: 584 - Coat at [livejournal.com profile] tw100
Notes: Jack has to make his final goodbyes to a loyal friend. A double drabble.

Jack bit back a sob as he stood in the medical bay, packing away Owen's things for the last time. The equipment and supplies could stay, but everything else, Owen's PDA, his draw full of knick knacks, his notes from unfinished studies, would all be boxed up and locked away. It was all they had left of him now, Jack realised with a heavy heart.

The last thing he found as he finished scouring the room was the scrunched up ball of lab coat, dropped in the corner like an afterthought. Ianto was always on at Owen to hang it up properly. 'The floor is clean, but not that clean,' he was often heard saying.

Jack picked it up and let it hang for a moment, smoothing out the creases before slowly and methodically folding it. He ran a hand over the badges and fresh tears sprang into his eyes. How could one little thing hold so much of Owen's essence? How many times had he sat there on Owen's table and teased him whilst he patched Jack up - a pointless exercise he insisted on doing regardless?

He swallowed hard, lowering it into the box, finally laying Owen to rest.

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[personal profile] bk_forever 2019-12-30 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
So sad. That has to be one of the hardest jobs, boxing up someone's life.