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[OOC: After the end of this episode.]

The voices of the others echo softly and mutedly from below, as Jack sits slowly down behind his desk with a slight sigh. He feels tired, even if, thanks to the earlier regeneration, he doesn't look it in the least.

He looks up at Gwen Cooper again.

"I suppose I should get the formalities out of the way, at least," he says. "When can you start?"

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She laughs softly, without humour. "Yeah. I'm a PC, and I've never been that scared in my life."

"You'll get used to it," he says, with a complete lack of comfort, but not without sympathy.

"It come with the job, and an a lot of ways, this is just a job."

"Just a job?" She snorts softly. "Suzie said otherwise."

Jack's face tightens for a moment.

It hurts, and sickens, but he gives a loose, diffident shrug.

"Suzie was also a raving lunatic who tried to kill both of us," he reminds her lightly. "I think we can take the rest of her opinions with a grain of salt at the very least."

"She only said she loved it." And that it got inside of you. And gets to you. "And I know what she was."

"There's such a thing as loving something too much," Jack points out. "It's called obsession. That glove..."

He breaks off, shaking his head slightly. He should have been more careful. He should have watched her more closely. If she had shot Gwen instead of him, or Ianto or Owen, or Tosh...

He sometimes wonders what he thinks he's doing, leading a group like this.

"I'm not Suzie." Gwen points out. "Maybe I won't make the same mistakes."

Jack smiles, and there's nothing visible beneath it.

"I hope not, Gwen."

She watches him for a long moment before dragging her gaze away. "Me too."

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