Monday Midday

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

She needs to talk to students after class, so she sits at her desk...waiting.



((Set up for Harkness, but anyone can come in and chat))

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

*knocks on door, sticks head in* Hey. I'm here. What's up?

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Hey Mr.potty mouth. What was that all about?

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

*looks sheepish* Sorry. I just sort of said what I was thinking. Substituting "crap" didn't occur to me.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

It's ok, Chip. You're just off your game. This weekend threw you, didn't it?

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Oh, yeah. Just a little. If by "a little" you mean, "a lot".

I didn't realize you'd talked to the other Doctor. About me, at least. He didn't tell me.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

I talked to him quite a bit, actually. Not just about you. Although when I talked to him about you I was kind of...I'd like to say protective, but I think bitchy is a better word. I understand Ten told you about yourself.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

A little bit. More than I think he intended to. I, uh... didn't understand something about him and so pissed him off and then he got pissed off back at me and said something he didn't mean to. *Jack sighs and puts his head in his hands* Time travel really sucks sometimes.

I'm not used to people being concerned about me. You acting... protective. The other Doctor considering himself my guardian. *does teenage boy shrug of 'have no words for deep emotions'*

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

We all say thngs we don't mean when we get angry, Chip...[she looks down at her hands]...really stupid things.

[Looking up] I think they are wrong, you know. The Harkness they knew wasn't you. You're Chip...and if you want, I'll tell you your future.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

*He's caught by her eyes, by the sense that she sees right to the back of his skull* Oh Gypsy Fortune Teller, do I have to cross your palm with silver? So what's my future?

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She reaches out and takes his hand, a half smile dancing on her lips. She examines his palm, almost like she knows what she's doing.]

I see that you are, right now, a high school student. You have secrets. You feel alone, sometimes angry, and confused at times. But there is also happiness. See this line? That means happiness.

As for your future, I see work, hard work. Satisfaction. Friends. Love...many loves. Chip, you scoundrel...see this line? Yeah, many.

[She looks into his eyes, still holding his hand, but ignoring it]
This line here tells me you're going to live a normal life, full of connections to people, full of love and pain, happiness, anger, sometimes fear. But you'll be strong. You'll be a good man. And when you die, as everyone does eventually, you will be missed by those you touched.

[Her eyes glisten, but she smiles]

And that's probbaly as acurate as anything anyone else could tell you.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

*is NOT blinking hard* I can live with that future. Particularly the "many loves" one. Do I get a money-back guarantee?

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

I keep telling you Chip, gift with purchase. It's all a package deal. [she smiles softly, still holding his hand.]

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

*grins back at her* CJ... thanks.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

You're welcome...Jack. Have faith. Ok? Ten's a smart guy, smart enough to have me. And the Doctor from the weekend...he wasn't a bad man. And they both care about you a lot.

But not as much as me, Chip.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

*Jack keeps trying to say something, but doesn't manage until he's almost out the door.*

You're the first person who's ever said that to me.

*And he's gone.*