#dpjack

Why are you so sexy with your hair pushed back.

I.Love.Him.

North Side of Chicago TOO CLOSE FOR COMFORT

Cant stop watching. Please save me.

Jack had been anxious all day. He was ready to leave to find real action, to find something that would bring the adrenaline he so desired back into his system. Though the whole reason he was leaving was not something to be desired by anyone, except for his family. Nothing like a threat to the family to bring everyone together. He packed the wore out green bag with things he would need. He had every intention of staying at his apartment this weekend. No need to stay with his dad for this one, and he missed his apartment, which was the bigger draw. They would not need him till Saturday, so Friday night was all on him. He slung the bag over his head as he left his room, locking it behind him. The phone in his pocket buzzed, telling him that he needed to be outside. Gibbs was already there, ready to leave. He walked down a flight of stairs till he came outside of Meg's door and hit it with the palm of his hand. "Oi. You better be ready. We got to go."

Jack stood outside, against the smoking wall, behind the dorms. He seemed to spend a great deal of time out here when he was at the school. He pulled out a Newport and lit the cigarette. The first drag filled his lungs with the nicotine he appreciated. A lovely reminder that he was in fact alive, feeling the burn on the smoke rise through his body. As he slowly exhaled the smoke through his mouth, Jack pushed off the wall and look around at the empty grounds that were in front of him. Jack heard the opening and closing of the dorm doors but that was the last thing he heard till he heard the smooth drawl of a Cajun accent. A smile formed on his mouth before he could help it. Tia he thought happily. He turned around while taking a drag and chuckled once he saw her. "Well Tia. This was the last place I expected to see you. How are you after the excitement of the party last night?"