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[likesthecoat]

[Filtered to Dean]

Dean, I'm so, so sorry. I can't even say how much. I'll miss him terribly.




[Filtered to Lorne]

They're not letting me go to Atlantis.

O'Neill called me into his office about half an hour ago and told me I failed the psych evaluation. He said I show a tendency towards OCD. I said yes, I put that on my application but I also put that it's under control. He said no, the psych eval said it's not and they can't accept me.

I told him that was bullshit and he said he's sorry but that's the rules. They're giving me an hour to pack and say goodbye to people and tell whoever needs telling that I'm coming home, and now there's that note from Dean about Sam, and I . . . god, I need you so much.

I don't know what to think. To have come this far and be turned away at the last minute, and for such a flimsy reason . . . I hate to sound paranoid but there has to be something more. I can't help but think this has something to do with Saxon and everything that went on yesterday, that they think I'm some kind of spy for him or something and are just using the OCD as an excuse. God, I don't know.

Devastated doesn't even begin to describe it.

I guess I'm going home. At least I still have the flat. I just . . . everything we hoped for, everything we dreamed of, gone, just like that.




[Filtered to Jack]

There's been a sudden change of plans and I find myself out of a job. I understand you're short one secretary. Shall I send you a C.V.?

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[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[psst, you're not logged in as Lorne.]

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[hahaha...noticed that about ten seconds before you commented. *facepalms*]

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[*pats*]

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Oh, god, babe, I...

I don't know what to say. I can't even...I had to read that three times before it sunk in.

There's nothing you can do about it? I'll talk to O'Neill. We're not close, but he remembers me. I'll see what I can do. We have to be able to fix this.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

I don't think there's anything. I offered to resume therapy at the base, I listed all the medications I've been on for it over the years, I told him it's not been an issue since I was twenty, and it didn't make a difference. The psych eval is the final step, apparently. The rest of it doesn't seem to matter.

They're not really giving me time to argue. They're driving me to the Denver airport any minute now and the flight back to Cardiff is for this afternoon.

I'm so sorry, sweetheart.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Don't be sorry, darling. This isn't your fault. I'll keep seeing what I can do on this end.

I just can't believe it's over. Just like that. Everything we've...

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

If you can change the mind of the US military you're a stronger man than I.

I love you, baby. I have to go. I'll check in from Denver.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

I don't know how realistic it is to expect to be able to change this, and O'Neill's damn stubborn when he wants to be, but I have to try. I have to do something.

I love you too. I love you so much.

[stanford-lawboy.livejournal.com]

[ooc: omg, you people. stop. hurting. me. *wallows in shamefully delicious lorne/ianto angst*]

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[ooc: It is only through a supreme act of will that I'm not crying at my desk right now.]

[stanford-lawboy.livejournal.com]

[ooc: it's horrible, and heart-breaky, and i CANNOT LOOK AWAY. how did these two become my TIC OTP?]

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[ooc: The same way they became everyone else's TIC OTP. They're sneaky. They have stealth-appeal.

And ditto on the crying at desk thing.]

[stanford-lawboy.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *holds you both* i'm not at a desk, so i'm free to bawl at will. and have done so. also, i have tissues.]

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[*curls up and sobs*]

[come-by-shep.livejournal.com]

[ooc: OH GOD *BOYS*.

*is broken* This has to be the first time ever I'm cursing the fact that Jack/Ianto is canonish. GOD.

Shep will be waiting with a very large bottle of alcomahol when he finds out. AndtryingnottoletsexpollennessmakehimwanttoshagLorne. *cough*]

[rowanberries.livejournal.com]

[I'm sorry to point it out, but look who's talking! *CRIES AT WORLD IN GENERAL* :P]

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[We are just wallowing today.]

[stanford-lawboy.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *stomps foot* my canon is gloom and doom and WANGST and pretteh, pretteh boys, so i can't help it. but now it's everywhere! *wails and gnashes teeth right along with you*]

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[it's like sweeps week for us. EVERYBODY HAZ PLOT AND IT'S ALL HURTY.]

[stanford-lawboy.livejournal.com]

[ooc: and this is exactly why we needed SEX POLLEN. it's our coping mechanism.]

[lovethisplanet.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

...Change of plans? Wow, and I thought I was impulsive about my hiring decisions. Come on back. The only test you need is one to prove you're you, to appease my massive paranoia.

Are you all right? I know you've wanted this very badly. I won't be sorry to have you back, of course, but I am sorry it didn't work out, for whatever reason.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Jack]

The SGC has decided my past mental history is too shaky for them to allow me onto the Atlantis base, it would seem.

No, I'm not all right. I may take a few days with my parents before I come back to work.

I'll do my best to prove I'm me, though I have to wonder exactly how you plan to test that.

[lovethisplanet.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Unlike here, where it's practically required. I see.

*Nods* Just give me a heads up when you're ready to come in.

And that'd be telling.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Jack]

I'll be back in Britain sometime tomorrow. I think I'll take the weekend in Swansea, and come into work again Monday.

If it's more than a retinal scan I may get a bit nervous.