WOW ACTUALLY REALLY EMOTIONAL ABOUT THIS THOUGH BECAUSE YOU KNOW. JACK BEING ABLE TO KNIT TOGETHER FROM ALL SORTS OF DEAD STATES.I SHOULDN’T WANT TO SUDDENLY MAKE THIS DEAD!JACK/SAM WUT
Oh, he’d really done it this time. Sam knelt beside what was left of Captain Jack Harkness with tears in his eyes. Knowing Jack could come back from this didn’t make it better. It never did, because Jack always came back screaming, and the worse it was the longer it took.
He picked up Jack’s head, kissing the cold lips gently. “I’ll take care of you,” he said quietly. “I promise.”
#because I’m a terrible human being#and then he wraps the head up and keeps it in the trunk of the Impala#Dean’s reaction to finding that would be hilarious actually#I’m going to hell for this
Running with your tags…
“Sam what the hell is THIS?” Dean glared at his little brother, one hand still on the trunk of the Impala.
With a sinking feeling, Sam slunk around the side of the car. “It’s…Jack.”
“Dude, It’s a head. And why is it in my trunk?”
“He’ll come back, Jack always come back.” Sam picked it up and cradled it gently.
Dean stared at his brother as if he’d suddenly grown a second head of his own. He began to speak, then thought better of it and slammed the trunk closed. “We’ve got a ghost to hunt and your little friend there is not invited!”