Title: Hmmm

Disclaimer: If I owned it, I wouldn't be writing fanfic.

Author's Note: I'm just now watching season five, thanks to the power of reruns. Before I grudgingly decided that Jack/Audrey was kind of cute, I had a brief spat with Jack/Chloe. One day, this came out. It became an exercise in evocative dialogue and the power of two things: the ellipsis and the word "hmmm." And now that the AN is longer than the story…

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"Chloe."

"Hmmm?"

"Chloe, wake up."

"Hmmm. Jack?'

"Where are we?"

"Motel."

"Why?"

"Because you told me we couldn't go to a hospital, and then fell asleep. Now go back to sleep."

"Chloe!"

"What!?"

"Why are we sleeping in the same bed?"

"Because there isn't another one, and because we were both freezing."

"You're wearing my shirt."

"Yes, Jack, because I had to wear something and the rest of the clothes weren't dry yet. It's also why you're not wearing anything but your boxers. Now shut u—"

…

"Jack?"

"Hmmm?"

"What was that?"

"I kissed you."

"Yeah. No kidding. Why?"

"I don't think I want to answer that question."

"Why no—"

…

"Chloe?"

"Hmmm?"

"What names did you give the clerk?"

"Hmmm?"

"The room. How did you pay?"

"Oh. I didn't."

"What?"

"I stole a key when the guy was giving someone else directions."

"You stole a key?"

"Yeah—figured it was safer than trying to give a fake na—"

…

"You keep interrupting me."

"You don't seem to mind until I stop."

"That's not the po—"

…

"Jack!"

"Hmmm?"