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Pairing: Jack Carter/Nathan Stark

Pre-slash, K, Prompt Explosion

Word Count: Approx. 350

There is some sort of explosion on level three, something about genetically altered mice (Taggart) chewing through the wiring of an important project. Of course Nathan is called in to investigate, once again taking time out of his busy schedule, so he hurries down. There are a few people hurt, two rushed to the infirmary, but it doesn’t appear to be sabotage, so he relaxes a little.

Sheriff Carter is off on the other side of town, so his deputy shows up instead, which, no matter how much he denies it, disappoints Nathan just a little, because he has come to enjoy their verbal sparring. Perhaps he also just enjoys the mans company.

He’s next to the machine that caused the explosion, peering over another scientists shoulder to make sure they are not making mistakes, because they have had enough accidents for the day when a secondary explosion goes off.

Nathan wakes up later in the infirmary, sore and irritated with himself for not double checking all of the systems.

He goes to move, when he realizes that one of his hands appears to be pinned down to the bed. This is an odd occurrence, so he shifts slightly on the bed, surprise making its way through him when he finds the cause of the restriction.

Sheriff Carter, Jack, is fast asleep in a chair next to his bed, bent over the bed in a way that makes his back protest just from the image. Jacks’ head is pillowed on one arm, while his other is stretched out, holding Starks hand as though it were the most normal thing in the world. And perhaps it is.

Nathan contemplates waking the other man, and then decides against it, settling back in and watching the blonde man until he drifts off to sleep again.

When he wakes, they will be back to their verbal sparring, Jack will blush and shrug off the intimate gesture and Nathan will make some dry remark. Then they will be back to Scientist and Sheriff, just like before. For now though, they are only Nathan and Jack.

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Pairing: Jack Carter/Nathan Stark

Pre-Slash, K, Prompt- Musical, "And now presenting; Eureka, the musical"

Word Count: Approx. 450

He’s beginning to think that he’s lost his mind when he walks into Global and one of the interns is standing on a desk singing about their lost set of car keys. However, they are an intern and this is Eureka, so Jack shrugs it off for the moment and rushes up to where Stark and Allison are waiting.

Of course, he realizes that perhaps he was too quick to dismiss the intern when he walks into the office and is promptly shocked to a standstill by the sight of Allison up on the desk singing what he suspects to be Respect by Aretha Franklin. To his great amusement Stark has his chair pushed as far away from the desk as possible, a look of horror on his face.

“Do I want to know?” Jack asks, leaning against the doorway. Stark appears around the singing, dancing, woman, relief in his eyes.

“Sheriff.”

“Scientist.” Jack steps into the room, looking around. “What happened this time? I feel like I just stepped into a musical.”

And so Stark explains, explains about level two and the bored scientists there and how Fargo spilt some chemicals and all of a sudden everyone is bursting out into song. He pauses only when Allison finally decides to climb down off the desk and Fargo makes a brief appearance with something Jack could swear he heard on Buffy once.

They end up venting level two because the impulse to sing should wear off in the next twenty four hours, so no harm no fouls. And sometime between racing around Global tracking down the group of scientists putting on a performance in the contaminated area to getting Stark to make a copy of Allison and Fargo doing a duet, he begins to think that maybe, just maybe Stark isn’t all that bad of a guy. And maybe just maybe, this day didn’t turn out as bad as he thought it would, because, really? He can’t see himself running around Global like this with Allison.

“What?” Jack jerks out of his inner musings as Starks voice breaks through.

“I was thinking…”

“Careful, you might hurt yourself.” Jack just grins and bites back his usual remarks, leaning against the wall next to Stark.

“I was thinking,” He continues as though he was never interrupted. “That we’re going to need a lot of coffee to get through this.” Stark raises an eyebrow, Jack just shrugs.

“Why Sheriff, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were asking me out.”

“It’s a good thing you know better then.” Jack grins at him, wondering exactly what the hell he’s doing, but at the same time not really caring.

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Pairing: Jack Carter/ Nathan Stark

Established Relationship, K, Prompt: Batman, "...with Batman?"

Word Count: Approx 360

“How the hell do you know Batman?” Nathan quirks an eyebrow, watching as the helicopter disappears out of sight. “I mean- its Batman!” Jack is still ranting next to him, half in wonderment, and half in something tat could easily be described as jealousy. Nathan just isn’t sure who the sheriff is jealous of.

“We attended the same university; it wasn’t that hard to figure out which student there had an obsession with bats.” And yet, he had been the only one to notice the obsession. Jack just stares at him, mouth hanging open. Nathan takes the opportunity to lean forwards and press a kiss to Jack’s mouth, before turning and striding back into the building.

“Wait a minute…” Jack catches up to him, looking like he has just discovered something important. Nathan resists the urge to smirk. “You slept with Batman?” He rolls his eyes at the look on Jack’s face. It appeared his lover was jealous of a man that spent the majority of his time running around in spandex.

“It was years ago.” He’s stating a fact, most definitely not reassuring his lover. “Besides,” He adds as they reach the elevator. “I believe he is in a relationship with some one he works with; I believe their power was speed.” He waves his hand in a distracted manor, not really caring one way or another and pulling out his hand held and inputting an equation he has had floating around his head.

“The Flash?” Jack is still gaping at him. Apparently all this information is too much for his lover. “I still can’t believe you slept with Batman.” Nathan tilts his head slightly, grinning at how Jack is now leaning back against the elevator wall, arms crossed. He’s sulking.

“You’re in luck,” Nathan puts the hand held away, crowding into Jacks space and pausing when there’s barely any space separating them. “because I don’t want a broody superhero, when I have a sulking Sheriff right in front of me.”

At this Jack brightens slightly, leaning in to kiss Nathan, regardless of the fact that the elevator doors could open at any moment. Then,

“Hey! I don’t sulk!”

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