Jakki One Shots

OTP Writing Challenge- Day Four

Day Four Prompt:

Dance

Do a little dance! Make a little love! Get down tonight! Whoo~!

This one is set in Series 24 :) Also, I know technically someone would have probably taken over as the boss by now, but for the purpose of this oneshot, no one has.

It was strange not having Thomas and Clarissa around. It was strange not being able to turn to them with any little problem. Jack and Nikki felt like a piece of the Lyell was missing without them, but they knew that the only way they'd be able to move on was to forget about the past and look forward to the future. It helped that Clarissa was only a phone call away. But Thomas, he was never coming back.

They had Adam now. He had taken some getting used to; his confidence had initially rubbed Nikki and Jack up the wrong way. Eventually, they began to warm to him, realising the passion for his job was all that mattered. And now he was beginning to feel like a part of the team.

However, every so often, Nikki's mind would drift to Thomas, and she'd end up in his office. Just sitting in his chair, staring around at the now eerie place. It felt so empty and isolated, just like it had when Leo had left them.

Jack would always know where to find her. Sometimes he'd sit with her. Sometimes they'd talk. Sometimes they wouldn't. Sometimes there would be tears, and Jack would wrap his arms around her so she could let it all out. He even shed a few on occasion, missing Thomas, the survivor's guilt getting to him. But most of all, he hated seeing Nikki cry.

She wasn't crying this time when Jack walked into the office, but she didn't acknowledge him. Her eyes were just staring, drifting to a random spot in the room and staying there. She looked distant, tired. Jack approached her, crouching down and leaning on the desk.

"You ok?" he asked gently.

Nikki shrugged her shoulders, leaning back in her chair with a sigh.

It pained Jack seeing her sad. He felt like it was her job to make her smile. Pondering multiple ideas in his head, he settled on the most ridiculous one, not even thinking properly about it. He just stood back up and held out his hand.

"Come on, get up."

Face plastered with confusion, Nikki looked at him.

"What are you doing?"

"Attempting to cheer you up."

Nikki was still curious, but took his hand all the same.

"How, may I ask?" she pressed, rising to her feet.

As soon as she was up, Jack twirled her around, using his free arm to catch her waist. He pulled her close, their bodies touching. Nikki relaxed in his grasp, as they began to sway from side to side. Her face lightened up a little, a ghost of a smile starting to form.

"Are we dancing without any music?" she chuckled.

"Yep," Jack said with a grin, "Unless you want me to sing. Which you probably don't."

Finally, Nikki let out a laugh.

"I think I'll pass on that one."

Jack smiled to himself, feeling successful in his aims. His heart began to beat faster as she let go of his hand, wrapping her arms around his torso. Not only was he a comfort to her, but she was to him too.

"So, is it making you feel better?" he whispered.

Nikki looked up at him, her big brown eyes gazing into his own.

"Yes, it is."

Taking a deep breath, she leant closer to him, resting her head on his chest. Her eyes closed tightly shut. They were so peaceful together, so naturally calming, that Nikki didn't think she'd ever want to let go of him.