[fic][dw/lom] The DI Dances

Title: The DI Dances
Dedication: rionaleonhart is to feel better immediately, if not sooner.
Rating: T.
Genre: Angst, slash.
Beta: rionaleonhart did a quick sweep for errors'n'such, though it's possible I've edited more in.
Prerequisites: Enough of Life On Mars to know the characters, the episodes The Empty Child, The Doctor Dances, Parting Of The Ways and optionally Father's Day from Doctor Who.
Continuity: I'm jiggering things a bit, yeah. Some Indistinct Time (probably late- or post-Series 2) for Life On Mars, Some Indistinct Time between Parting Of The Ways and Utopia for Doctor Who.
Summary: Jack never tended to think of himself as a crusader, but he could get used to the role.
Disclaimer: The BBC always owns all the pretty toys! The opinions expressed herein are the properties of the characters and not of John Simm, as far as I know. Um, I'm aware that it says "slash" up there but it's pretty standard magi-written romance: a lot of talking, a lot of introspection, and the payoff at the end is physical contact. And "physical contact" isn't even a euphemism. Questions, comments and congas can be left in replies or directed to magistrata(at)gmail(dot)com. Thank you for reading!

( Sam Tyler and Jack Harkness walk into a bar.... )