Jack hadn't thought about it that way, not concerning Gray at least. Akihiko hadn't meant the next time to be exactly the same thing that happened to Gray, but Jack's drunken mind interpreted it that way. He briefly considered what would happen if those horrible aliens ever made it to this planet, to this time. Even after all this time, he was no closer to knowing how to fight them. His stomach took a sickening lurch.
He sat up straight suddenly, his office seeming to spin around him. Maybe a bottle and a half of home brewed hypervodka wasn't the best way to go about things. "I know. I'm sorry. Need to be stronger," he said, feeling more and more nauseous by the second. "The 21st Century. Need to be...need...I need to...!" He stood and threw himself across the room, tripping over Ianto where he was kneeling in front of him, almost careening headfirst into his desk in the process, reaching the waste basket in time to be violently sick.
Ianto hurried to his side, reaching a hand out to rub Jack's back gently. It was all rather too reminiscent of his days at university, except this was Jack and Ianto'd never seen him ill before. It was turning out to be a day of surprises all around. "You've really done it this time, Jack," Ianto said quietly, running his other hand over his face in frustration. He turned to Akihiko. "Could you get some water? I'm not too familiar with hypervodka or whatever it is, but he's got to stay hydrated, at the very least."
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He sat up straight suddenly, his office seeming to spin around him. Maybe a bottle and a half of home brewed hypervodka wasn't the best way to go about things. "I know. I'm sorry. Need to be stronger," he said, feeling more and more nauseous by the second. "The 21st Century. Need to be...need...I need to...!" He stood and threw himself across the room, tripping over Ianto where he was kneeling in front of him, almost careening headfirst into his desk in the process, reaching the waste basket in time to be violently sick.
Ianto hurried to his side, reaching a hand out to rub Jack's back gently. It was all rather too reminiscent of his days at university, except this was Jack and Ianto'd never seen him ill before. It was turning out to be a day of surprises all around. "You've really done it this time, Jack," Ianto said quietly, running his other hand over his face in frustration. He turned to Akihiko. "Could you get some water? I'm not too familiar with hypervodka or whatever it is, but he's got to stay hydrated, at the very least."