First Floor Garage, Wednesday Evening

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam was crouched down next to her swoop bike, making some adjustments to the clutch, which was sticking a little, and the brakes, which needed to be made much more solid if she was going to continue going at the speeds she wanted to.

She hummed tunelessly as she worked.

[ooc: Open to all, thread with Jack Harkness locked to them.]

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack spied Sam and wandered in to stand behind her, hands in his pockets, watching what she was doing for a bit before saying, "Hey."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam turned, and promptly fell back on her butt. "Hey, you. What's up?"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Not much," he answered, the corner of his mouth quirking up as he crouched down to her. "You okay?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

She grinned. "Yeah, just a little off balance." Which she was getting used to around Jack.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"I can see that." He smiled slightly and nodded at the bike. "What are you working on?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"The brakes," Sam replied, wiping her hands off on her jeans. "I thought it would be good if they worked."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"I have to agree. Fast is fun, but it's even better if you know you're not going end up becoming one with a building," he said with a laugh that fell kind of flat. "Can I help?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam had a moment of pure possessive irrationality before she handed over the wrench she was using. "Sure." She tilted her head and looked at him. "You okay? You seem a little...off."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack accepted the wrench and shrugged, tapping it against his foot. "I'm fine," he told her, completely unwilling to talk about his fight with Isabel. "If I'm bugging you, I can leave."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

She stood, very aware that whatever he was, it wasn't fine. "No, of course you're not bugging me."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

He stayed where he was, looking up at Sam. "Then show me what to do with this?" he asked, dredging up a charming smile while he held up the wrench. "Please?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Okay," she squatted back down and pulled on his hand. "This needs to be tightened, but hang on until I calibrate."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"I can wait," he said, letting her guide his hand. Shifting sideways to press his shoulder against hers was a completely unconscious movement, and he relaxed a minute amount and leaned closer to watch her work.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

She took her measurements, then laid her hand over Jack's. "Tighten it, but not too tight. You want it to be fastened, but not so tight that I can't undo it."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Tight but not too tight. Got it." Jack positioned the wrench and began turning it, not really paying attention to how much he was tightening it.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders came down to the garage with plans to take his glider out for a night ride, and waved to Sam as he walked in. "Tinkering again, Carter?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"No, Jack," Sam stopped him by moving her hand to his wrist. "You have to watch what you're doing, or you'll strip it and I'll have to start over."

She studied him. "Seriously, what's going on with you?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

She waved a pair of calipers at him. "Always. What's going on with you?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Not much. Just classes, really, and this Las Vegas trip coming up." Anders laughed as he used his sleeve to try and rub off a nonexistent spot of dirt near the glider's tailpipe. "Whatever the radio said, I didn't do it."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"I don't usually listen to the radio," Sam explained, looking more than a little confused. "And there's a trip to Vegas?"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Here." Jack pulled his hand away set the wrench on the ground. "You do it, I'll watch."

Hands clasped in front of him, he lifted his chin, lips tight. "Just because I can't play with your bike properly doesn't mean anything's wrong."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge doesn't actually have a reason to be down here. He was just kind of bored and wandering and realised he hadn't actually been anywhere on the first floor since... well. But here he was.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Neither do I. Probably a good thing," Anders said quickly. "Vegas. Yeah. Field trip for Mister Phale's Prophecy class, and Doctor Wilson's Humor class. I'm . . . told it should be interesting."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

And that would be Anders, flyingtacklehugging his best friend with no further explanation.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"It's the most garish place I've ever seen," Sam smiled, testing the handbrake, which was sticking a little. "But still a nice place to visit. Take bail money, and don't marry anybody."