Sunscreen and the Burgeoning Art SceneRating.
PGWritten for. michellekCharacters/Pairing.
Liz Lemon, Jack Donaghy; Jack/LizOriginally Written.
December 26, 2008Spoilers/Warnings.
set directly post 3.05 "The Reunion"Summary. “Hold on, ‘we’ are going to the beach.”Disclaimer.
I don't own a thing, it all belongs to Tina Fey, who is much smarter than I am.
They’re half way to Miami before Liz realizes that the plane she boarded with Jack is not, in fact, taking her to New York Cit-tay.
“Where are we going Jack?”
“Miami. Once that snow storm hit White Haven it was only a matter of hours until it hit New York, apparently all of the airports within a 50 mile radius of New York have shut down. So I decided that I wasn’t going to miss out on the burgeoning arts scene in Miami after all.”
“So what am I going to do in Miami for the weekend?”
“While, once we got in tonight, I figured we could sleep until an ungodly late hour tomorrow morning, and then maybe go to the beach in the afternoon before finding dinner somewhere and then we'd fly back on Sunday morning.”
“Hold on, ‘we’ are going to the beach.”
“Yes, I figured I could admire the view and forget all about Don Geiss for a few hours, and you could slather on a lot of white sunscreen and fight your way through Oprah’s latest book club selection.”
“Jack, I don’t have Oprah’s latest book nor do I have anything that I could possibly wear to the beach.”
Jack sighs and rubs his eyes – clearly he knows more about this trip than she does. “I know Lemon, but I do.”
Liz feels distinctly uncomfortable for a long moment. “You do? How?”
“I had Jonathan pick up a few things before we left this evening.”
Liz gapes for a full minute before she finds her voice (but she’s still pretty stunned). “You knew that the plane was going to get grounded in White Haven? That I would have a terrible experience at my reunion? And that I would follow you blindly to Miami for the weekend?”
Jack’s face is very still for a moment before he shakes his head. “No, I had hoped that once we landed in White Haven, or better yet, while we were in the air, you would realize it was a mistake to go to your reunion and accompany me to Miami so I wouldn’t have to wallow in misery alone, but in the end, the pit stop in White Haven served to make you miserable as well, so now I’ll have company in despair. It actually managed to work out better than I planned.”
If anyone else had planned her life that much, she would have probably hit them. To be fair, she might still hit Jack when he’s least expecting it tomorrow, but the book on the beach part at least sounded relaxing. “That’s twisted, but kind of sweet.”
“I thought so. Also, I was hoping that you’d be sunburned pretty horribly so you would feel worse than I, but after your demoralizing reunion, I feel that even if you leave Miami without a nasty burn we’ll be in the same boat.”
Liz scrunches up her face. “Less sweet now, but still probably true. I can’t imagine I’ll leave the beach at least a little pink.”
“If that happens, I promise not to tease you about it too much.”
Considering the things she had said to him tonight, that’s probably about fair. “Thanks, Jack.”
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