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donutsweeper) wrote2008-02-11 12:38 pm
donutsweeper) wrote2008-02-11 12:38 pm
The Autopsy Table
Title: The Autopsy Table
Pairing/Rating/Warning: Jack/Ducky implied, G
Word Count: 172
Summary: There are many uses for an autopsy table...
Author's note: NCIS/Torchwood crossover. Un-beta'ed, written for the NCIS-thing-a-thon for the prompt "Torchwood, Ducky/Jack, Sleep "
Pairing/Rating/Warning: Jack/Ducky implied, G
Word Count: 172
Summary: There are many uses for an autopsy table...
Author's note: NCIS/Torchwood crossover. Un-beta'ed, written for the NCIS-thing-a-thon for the prompt "Torchwood, Ducky/Jack, Sleep "
“You don’t need to pretend anymore, dear boy. You are no more dead than I am asleep.” Ducky poked the man lying on his autopsy table.
The supposed corpse’s eyes flew open. “Sorry about that, Ducky. But you know me, any excuse to be naked on a table is a good one in my book.”
The elderly coroner chuckled. “I suppose a quote like ‘Of all the ME’s offices in all the towns in all the world you had to walk into mine’ would be appropriate about now. What is this, the sixth time I’ve had you on one of my tables?”
“Hmmm, that depends. Are we counting the time in back in 1964 when the two of us shared the table?” Jack smiled suggestively and waggled his eyebrows. “Those were the days. So, anyway, my clothes around?”
“Thinking about getting dressed so soon, Captain?”
“Well, unless you can think of a reason not to.”
“Oh, I think I can come up with something,” Ducky replied, “just let me lock the door.”
The supposed corpse’s eyes flew open. “Sorry about that, Ducky. But you know me, any excuse to be naked on a table is a good one in my book.”
The elderly coroner chuckled. “I suppose a quote like ‘Of all the ME’s offices in all the towns in all the world you had to walk into mine’ would be appropriate about now. What is this, the sixth time I’ve had you on one of my tables?”
“Hmmm, that depends. Are we counting the time in back in 1964 when the two of us shared the table?” Jack smiled suggestively and waggled his eyebrows. “Those were the days. So, anyway, my clothes around?”
“Thinking about getting dressed so soon, Captain?”
“Well, unless you can think of a reason not to.”
“Oh, I think I can come up with something,” Ducky replied, “just let me lock the door.”
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