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Shooting range: Saturday afternoon

First thing Jack did was post the rules --

SAFETY RULES:

· TREAT ALL GUNS AS IF THEY WERE LOADED

· KEEP YOUR FINGER OFF THE TRIGGER UNTIL READY TO FIRE

· BE SURE OF YOUR TARGET AND WHAT’S BEYOND

· ALWAYS WEAR HEARING AND EYE PROTECTION

· NEVER USE ALCOHOL OR DRUGS BEFORE OR WHILE SHOOTING.

· CHECK IN ALL WEAPONS BEFORE YOU LEAVE THE RANGE.

--with the extra care he always showed when a particular person was with him. Satisfied with its placement, he started getting out the safety gear.

[ooc: the gun range, she is open, but Jack's thread with Cedric locked to them, thank you.]

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"Good!" Jack let his hands fall, moving away. "Very good. That was smooth and you didn't jerk back at the recoil. And you hit the target. Want to try again?"

"All right," he said and then, "This time on my own."

"This time on your own." Jack moved away, close enough he could still keep a close eye on Cedric, but enough so Cedric would know he really was on his own for this shot.

He took another breath and raised the gun, concentrating on not tensing up and gripping too hard. After a moment spent relaxing himself, he aimed the gun, clicked off the safety and fired.

Still not very accurate but he was hitting the target.

"I think if you lift your hands a little, shift your left thumb down a bit, you'll get a better result," he called, staying where he was, even though he wanted to be over there, with Cedric. "How are you feeling?"

"Like I think I'd like to stop," he said. "Just for a moment."

Jack was there in an instant, holding out his hand for the gun. "Of course. Let's sit down, take a break for a minute."

Cedric slipped the gun over to him and smiled. "I'm all right, really. I just need to collect my thoughts."

Jack checked the safety, then set it down. "You're doing great, Cedric," he said, reaching out to touch him. "Thank you for doing this."

He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly and said, "It's not that bad. It's just something I never saw myself doing."

"Yeah, I know how that feels." He smiled, feeling oddly proud. "I think you're going to be good at it, though."

"I doubt it but that's kind of you to say," he laughed.

"It's not kindness," he said smugly. "I'm just that good."

He laughed and ran a hand through his hair. "I think I might be done for today."

Jack reached over and nudged his ear protectors. "Then you can take these off. Free your head, and I'll clean up the gun."

"Oh, right." He slid the ear protectors down around his neck and took the glasses off, folding them in his hands.

Jack did the same, then stepped forward, resting one hand against his chest. "I'm proud of you, Cedric," he said, with a small smile.

"I'm glad I didn't pass out," Cedric said. "Thank you."

Jack shrugged and ruffled his hair. "Here, want to put these away?" He held out his safety gear. "Then I think I should treat you to something. Anything you want, name it and it's yours."

He took the safety equipment and stowed them away before turning and leaning against one of the walls. "Anything?"

He unloaded the gun, stowed the spare clips, then quickly started cleaning it, flashing Cedric a grin. "Anything."

"Ice cream," he said and smiled.

Jack stared at him. "Let me get this straight. Jack Harkness offers you anything you want in the entire world, anything at all," he said, carefully putting the gun away and wiping his hands. "Anything. And you choose ice cream." He grinned and snaked an arm around his waist, stepping into him. "I love you, you know that?"

"Ice cream is a perfectly reasonable answer," he said, trying to look serious. "Besides, I bet I could make you give me anything after I get the ice cream. I love you back."

"Yeah, you could." Jack didn't look anything but pleased by this, and slid his arm up around Cedric's shoulder. "Come on. Ice cream first, then we'll see what happens."

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