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What happens at the Faire…stays at the faire?

Rhys and Gwen sat quietly and watched the joyful chaos that lay before them. The day, so far, had been just the opposite of how days at the hub seemed to go lately.

The laughter filled in the empty spots left in the music as kids and adults, well really just very tall kids, ran or walk around the faire.  Couples, young and old, held hands and leaned into each other as they walked around. Sometimes they shared an ice cream cone, drink, popcorn or cotton candy.

Now and then, the sound of balloons popping or the bang of the oversize hammer made its way into the musical sounds of the faire.

Rhys and Gwen broke the kiss that they had been sharing at the sight of Ianto and Jack. The two men stood in the center of an open space.  It was as if a sudden private island of space had come into being.

"No! Jack! I won't put it on!" Ianto had stopped and turned his body in stiff stance, "I don't even think Gwen would wear it! Not even, if Rhys had it made for her.

Jack stood in front of Ianto holding something at his side, "but I asked for it special for you. I remembered you talking about wanting one as a kid. And this is just like what you said it looked like." Jack had a sad, disappointed look on his face.

Gwen looked hard through the moving crowd to see what it was the Jack had but all she could make out was flashes of purple, pink and green. Even from where they sat, they could tell Ianto was not happy with the gift.

It was rare for Ianto to get such a tone with Jack, "You don't understand… I wanted it at five years old!"

Jack tried once more, "but…"

"I will not put a purple balloon hat with a pink flower on my head," then added, "you wear it or give it to one of the pretty little girls running around here."

It was at that moment the Jack had lifted the balloon hat up.

Rhys turned and looked into Gwen's eyes "Would you wear it for me?"

Gwen gave him a quick kiss, "No!"

As Ianto turned and walked away, a pretty little girl of maybe five walked up to Jack.

She reached out and pulled on his long coat, "I'll wear it for you if you let me?"

Jack knelt down on one knee, "Ok, what's your name?"

"Rose"

And with that Jack placed the hat on her head then watched as she ran back to where her father stood with the rest of the family.

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Part 2

Greg was in another world as Nick drove them back to the lab. He was so lost in though that he didn't even realize that he was flipping his phone open, a pause then shut.

Finally, Nick had enough, "Greg." Another flip of the phone, Nick raised his voice a little and put a little more force to it, "Greg!" Slowly there seem to be some response happening so Nick continued, "you need to talk?"

"What?"

"Do you need to talk?"

"No!" Greg turned back to looking out the window.

"So are you going to make that call or not?"

"What?"

"Either make the call or put the phone away because if you keep flipping that dam thing open and close, I might just stop and make you walk back to the lab."

Greg looked down at the phone in his hand then slowly put it away.

Nick continued, "You sure you don't need to talk? Because at the scene, you must have flipped open your phone, at least ten times but I never saw you make a call. Now you look lost out the window and you're back flipping that phone. Come on, Greg, what gives?"

A deep breath, in and out, slowly released. "I have a problem, no, you can't help me, no I'm not telling you and no I don't want to talk." Greg with more force then he meant, "just let it be!"

"Fine, as long as you don't start flipping your phone again!"

Silence filled the vehicle the rest of the way to the lab. Nick spoke as he turned into the parking lot, "Greg, why don't you take a break after we get the evidence logged in." As the vehicle came to a stop, he turned his head to face his co-worker, "I'll leave the keys with you so you can make that call in private." Nick held out the keys to Greg.

Greg's only answer was a shake of his head, open the door and climb out.

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From my TenMinutesADay
CSI

CSI—So, I hear you got a tatt. Can I see?

Jim leaned on the doorframe to Gil's office waiting for him to finish gathering the information for an update. Every little bit Jim would look in to find the same scene, Gil fingers continuing to fly over the keyboard with the phone cradling between his shoulder and ear. He would just turn back to watching the halls.

Jim smiled at the whirlwind coming down the hall, "Hey Greg"

Greg turned his head toward the sound of his name. Slowing his movement and making a slight change in direction as his eyes locked on Jim, "Hey."

Jim continuing in a quieter tone as Greg got close, "so, I hear you got a tatt. Can I see it?"

"Well, it's not really in a place that I can show you while we're standing in the hall." Greg's cheeks were changing from a nice shade of pink into a deeper shade of rose.

"We could walk over to the restroom," Jim said as he was looking that way.

Greg glancing in the same direction before turning back to Jim, taking a deep breath, "uh, I'm not sure it's in a place I should show you at all."

"What's a matter don't you think I can handle it? I've seen a lot in my lifetime," Jim smiling, eyes twinkling.

Greg cheeks were shinning bright now and he was at a loss for words.

Jim leaning a little closer, "I heard your car is in the shop. How about I pick you up and take you home."

"Jim, get in here!"

Greg stammering, "okay."

Jim softly adding as he turned to inter the office, "You can show at home."

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Once upon a time, there was a sweet boy. He was so different and yet so like all the rest of the boys. He ran, jumped and played all the same games. He even let his little brother Gray tag alone without a negative word. He did way above average in school but not quite to the top of the class.

Until one faithful day when everything changed, the aliens attacked.

His father sent him and his little brother off together to hide in safety, while his father ran for their mother, who was at home, to protect her.

But at the end of the day, his little brother Gray was missing and his father was dead. Now his mother and him had to find a way to go on. And they did go though life was very different. He did all he could but his mother slowly writher away from the loss of her husband and youngest son.

The years passed and he grew into a tall handsome man, one that had women and men wanting him for their own.

So with his mother now gone and the need for adventure he join the Time Agency. What he found was not only adventure but also another very faithful change to his life.

During one of his little adventure he dead but someone wanted him so much that they made it so he was unable to stay dead.

A bullet through his head… pain, blood and crash to the ground…no breath, no heart beat for minutes, hours and then the gasp. His chest would raise and fall, the heart within would start beating, eyes would open and the memory of what had happen would flood his mind.

Knife, sword, bullets and beast no matter what killed him it never was enough to keep him dead. The only difference was the pain and how long he would be dead.

So many years, so many lovers, so much pain, so much loneliness…how long would he live, o one knew, not even the Doctor.

This is the life or should I say lives of the one we call, Captain Jack Harkness. Hero to earth and her people

Evening 6/4/08