#I Must mention Jack calling Mac his boy. never fails to make me smile + almost brings a tear to my eye. “I really love the little guy”

[daltonsnightmare]

MacGyver (2016) s1e12 Screwdriver | Cold Open

[smolbeandrabbles]

Mine Would Be You Pt.2 - Jack Morris x Reader (The Meg)

Part 1 Author’s Note: This took far too long to conclude as everyone else kinda ran away from me. But, Rainn... or.. Jack! I’m back. Let’s do this!  Eh, this kinda takes place a little like a movie beat-by-beat but I tried to make it interesting...!  That might have genuinely been to complete this. But I’m glad that it IS complete. He deserved me to finish it! Disclaimer: I own nothing! No characters! No lyrics! Just the plot and the writing! ...And some of the lines are directly from the movie...! So, uhm, also not mine! I also wiggled the plot a little, so that when they have the big round table discussion they already know that the Meg is above the thermocline.  Premise: With the Meg now in present day waters, your group of friends must now work with Jack to keep people safe - but how!? And will the situation at hand finally lead to you saying those 3 words he so desperately wants to hear? Words: 4520 Warnings: Swearing / Sexual Connotations 

                                               _______________ Strictly outta curiosity What would happen if you got with me? Kissin' you would hit the spot with me Come on, skip a couple rocks with me Gimme any of your heart tonight Ain't no reason that we need to be apart tonight I got somethin' we could start tonight Lookin' at you, boy, it's hard to fight Those stars need to be wished on Your skin needs to be kissed on My eyes, baby, they're fixed on you in your snapback T-shirt of your favorite rock band Checkin' my make-up in your Ray Bans Breakin' hearts like only you can in your snapback Come on baby shoot a smile at me Midnight selfie on a balcony A little somethin' for my lock screen You're burnin' a hole in my pocket And we got the beat, let's drop it Those stars need to be wished on Your skin needs to be kissed on My eyes, baby, they're fixed on you in your snapback Tattoos, cutoffs and converse Singin' along to the song with the wrong words Every move you make baby it works, in your snapback --- Jonas Taylor arrived on the station to more panic. You declined the invitation to go up there, mostly because you refused to get involved in whatever the ensuing argument was. Jack and Jaxx headed up there though. So you sat at your desk still continuing to track Suyin with DJ… Or trying to figure out what could be done if Jonas either failed or couldn’t do it… He had history, you knew that. You loved both him and Lori dearly…  But, you were nervous. Could he really do this, after last time? * Jonas raised an eyebrow to Mac as the tall guy in the ballcap continued to blabber on to Dr.Zhang behind him. “Who’s he?” “I’m the guy who paid for all this.” “Uh huh.” Jonas looked him up and down and then back to Mac. He certainly looked like an annoying billionaire who wanted to throw money at just about anything. And therefore thought he was in charge. Even though he likely knew absolutely nothing about anything going on here. He lowered his voice – “Is Y/N in on this?!” “Yeah. She is.” Mac kept his voice steady. Probably because Jonas was used to you calling out men like Jack Morris and telling them to back down. You’d put them back in their place and let them know that they weren’t nearly as smart as they thought they were. “OH. Thank God. You introduced her to this one?” Jonas threw his head back towards Jack, who was still talking away. Mac couldn’t help but voice his answer awkwardly; “They’re… acquainted.” Luckily if Jonas picked up on it, he didn’t mention he had. “Oh. Why isn’t she up here taking him to pieces!?” “Uh…” Mac gave a smile, “You’d have to ask her that.” So the first thing Jonas had to do after his medical was find you, still sitting quietly at your desk and running what you were currently looking at through your mind. “Y/N!” “Jonas!” You gave a grin and a wave “It’s good to see ya after so long bud!” You smiled and you meant it. “And you. Still kicking ass?” “I try!” You gave a shrug and laughed. “So…” He smirked leaning against the side of your desk, Jonas knew you’d never particularly liked large corporations or billionaires trying to get stuck into places they didn’t belong. He’d seen you cut a fair few of them down in his time. You had a temper AND a mouth on you. It was something he always looked forward to, and enjoyed watching. So, he wanted to see what you’d do here. He hoped he hadn’t missed out. “What is with you today – you’re usually the one kicking the asses of the corporate ass-” Suddenly his eyes were flicking to the pictures that covered the side of your station cubical. You weren’t looking at Jonas, still running your crappy simulations; but it was pretty obvious what he was looking at, so you responded; “Yeaaah. You’re late to the party there.” “Wow.” He took one down “It’s like you’re selling out!” “…I dunno. He’s less of a corporate asshole than you would think. I mean, does he look like one?” He looked back at the pictures; “No. But he sure acts it.” You laughed a little harder than before, “Amen.” "You usually like men with a bit more substance to their style though? Right? Nikes and a ball cap!?" You opened your mouth in shock "Scuse You! I think you'll find that's $400 Nike Air Jordan’s and a $79 Malin cap you're talking about! Head and feet is about $500 more than anything anyone else is wearing... Before you start on the shirt, coat and turn ups on his jeans!" you gave a sarcastic wink "You certain he's spending that wisely!?" "Well there's what, 1.3bn in this project so you tell me!" "What about you!?" "Oh no. I'm good at Forever 21 and thrift stores! Thanks!" "You have an Omega Seamaster – what is that $4000 on your wrist alone!?" You flashed it at him "Yeah. MY money bought that! Thanks!" "Sure that Forever 21 stacks up at dinner parties..." You snorted "What dinner parties?" "So he doesn't know how to show you a good time?!" You pointed to the photographs "I get treated to hiking, extreme sports and THIS..." you turned back with a smile "He IS my idea of a good time!" ** You were all sitting around the heavy wooden table again. Trying to figure out the best way to process this new information. Prehistoric sharks even still existing was one thing… Prehistoric sharks getting out of the trench and up into present day waters was quite another. “A Megaladon? Like… A 75-Foot, killer mega shark?” Your eyes were inexplicably wide – that was not your idea of a good time. You realised that you were basically repeating the information that you had all just been given, but you wanted to make sure you had heard correctly. Jack laughed from behind you; “Having second thoughts about cage diving?” You had only just talked about it this morning you guessed. “Yeah. I’m totally good thanks!” “Thought you were WELL into Sharks.” You turned to glimpse his smirk as he crossed his arms “Yeah, docile small fish things!” you waved a hand at the screen “NOT THAT!!!” He shook his head and turned away from the conversation again; leaving the rest of you to discuss options… scientific options. “We’re going to have to proceed slowly.” “Yeaaah… That’s really not gonna work for me.” They all looked to Jack, then a couple of them looked to you. Your eyes now wide for a different reason, probably looking like you were going to kill him you had to make sure you kept your mouth shut. Give this table an inch and they’d take a mile. “What is Mana One? And what’s it doing…” There was silence but you were pretty sure it was because they were looking for you to shut your boyfriend up. Not because there was nothing to say. You guessed that might have been amicable… Leaving you to calm him down and no one else get involved. But there was something else that went along with it… Making you only fold your arms; in defiance of both him AND the group. Rock and a freakin’ hard place… “Exactly. Nothing.” He sighed “20 million-dollar rover. Gone! 30 million-dollar sub, GONE!” You looked heavenwards as Jonas entered the room. Oh, this could only go from good to better! “You are now sitting in the most expensive marine biology day camp in human history!” You visibly reacted to that. WOAH-! Jack. Know when to quit! Apparently your jerk wasn’t enough of a reaction to get him to, though, “And now that we’ve actually found something amazing, we can’t proceed slowly… You don’t quit trying to get to the moon because you lose an astronaut… Other people will want a piece of this thing, whether we like it or not.” You turned your chair to face him as he walked around the table, and your mouth was open, for you to step in like they all wanted you to Jack, honey, calm down. There are consequences to going too fast. You can lose far more than one person on this. And no one here wants to risk any more of our lives. We can do this. But the plan needs to be a good one. But that got lost, because Jonas got there first; “You seem to like it.” OH GOD, MEN!!!! Everyone turned to see him leaning against the door frame, cool as you like. Because he always was; “Excuse me?” “I said, you seem to like it.” You instinctively put your hand up; palm touching Jacks shirt. He wasn’t yet walking into the argument but you were ready to push him back if necessary. As if to reassure you, his right hand rested on the back of your chair. But you were still staring at Jonas. You weren’t sure if you were telling him to stop or pleading with him to stop. But he was ignoring you. “I’m sorry is he a part of this team?” “You’re damn right he’s a part of this team.” That switched your look to Wall. Hell no. They didn’t get to gang up on Jack. Luckily, your man took the sensible option and backed out. “Okay.” Leaving Mac to laugh from beside you, earning him a jab under the table with your foot and a sharp look – unhelpful! ** Taylor caught you as you all filed towards the boat; “Tell me again how the hell you got involved with this idiot.” Your sigh was most certainly in frustration “He’s not an idiot. He knows what he’s doing, but his brain doesn’t always connect to his… mouth… And 99% of the time. There’s no filter.” You stopped “NOOO maybe you’re right. Maybe he’s JUST an idiot.” “So. There wasn’t an explanation there.” You turned to Jonas as you hopped down onto the boat “I met him at an event. But you’re getting the wrong idea about him. He’s new money. You know? Like those guys you always see posing in tech mags. That’s clearly the look he's going for. I've never seen him work in a suit and tie. I feel he barely even knows what a desk is..." You walked to the front of the boat to help Jaxx and Mac set up the boxes you’d need to carry out any kind of research you could before you so unceremoniously killed it. But Jonas followed, hounding you; "So how'd he make his money." You gave a shrug "Seen as I don't care about his money. I didn't ask." you thought, "Crazy investments that somehow paid off?” "Like this?" “There's a 75ft shark swimming around out there…” You turned to him with a serious look “…Are you sure it’s worth the investment?” *** You were looking between the dark glass of his Rayban’s intently; but Jack was under no illusions you were actually looking at him, or trying to look into his eyes, or… whatever, even though you were fiercely holding his hand on the boat ride out to meet the megalodon. “What are you doing?” Actually, you were very nervous. Which caused you to do just about anything to calm down and not think about it, “…Checking my make up!” He laughed “You look perfect. What… I mean, why does that matter?!” “If I’m gonna get eaten I better look pretty!” He laughed; “You’re always gonna look pretty. And you’re not getting eaten on my watch.” “Aw…! Mr.Heroic.” You grinned “It’s waterproof too! SEE-! I thought about this.” “No doubt.” He raised an amused eyebrow, but you were still smiling along; “I wanna look pretty for you anyway...” In the five minutes it had taken the actual scientists to bicker about what to do next, Jack himself was the unlikely candidate to provide the answer; "Can't you put a tracker on it!?" Everyone stopped talking and turned to him. Reasonably confused... Even you. "Didn't any of you watch Shark Week?" Huh. That made sense. Jonas was the first to smirk at you, "Why didn't YOU think of that!?" Come to think of it, none of you had; "Let's be honest my first thought was not put a tag on a gigantic prehistoric shark..!!!" you turned to Jack, looking overly pleased with himself and placed your hands on your hips: "I see you upgraded to Discovery Channel!!" "Uh! Don't you start! This was my idea!" You turned to the rest, determined not to let him know you were actually impressed; "Do we even have a tracker that big!? Like, when I think tracking sharks, I think this..." you held your hands apart to an appropriate distance. "We should have something..." Mac started rummaging through some of the scientific cases "Okay. I'm not doing that either..." "Nice work, Morris!" The group turned to each other again; “Now who is gonna swim out there---?” "You know you can still thank me, right!? Why else would he watch it!" you smirked, laughing to yourself as you walked over to help Mac. Jack just shook his head at you – but made sure you were still watching him as he mouthed “Thanks!” You had to stick your tongue out at that, with a wink. No way was he getting a you’re welcome! out of you. Spending your time with Jaxx monitoring the computers as Jonas “heroically” (idiotically in your opinion, but you weren’t about to say that to his face) swam out to shoot it with the tracker; was fine. Of course, there was a point where it looked like Jonas was done for. And the shark got WAAAY too close to the boat. But, that was okay… Everyone was safe. It wasn’t even so bad when they decided that they would have to shoot a whole bottle of Etorphine into the shark. OR when Suyin got into the cage. It WAS bad when the Meg came FOR the cage, though. Because coming at the cage was one thing, but trying to swallow the cage and the sheer strength of the Meg, pulled the entire boat with it. That turned everyone into panic mode; running around the ship trying to figure out how to have the boat resist the pulls of a 75 foot shark. The second tug from the shark pulled free the crane from its stuck position and it slammed into your best friend, knocking her into the water; “JAXX!!!” You screamed it, running for the side of the boat; “JAXX!!!” for a few merciless seconds you couldn’t see her until she resurfaced “JAXX!!” You screamed it again, not even thinking – in fact, pretty incapable of thinking in your current state of sheer panic. None of your thoughts were coming to a satisfying conclusion about how to rescue her from the water. And as she turned you saw it coming towards her. NO-! NO NO NO!!! Not your best friend. NO! “HELP!” There was no way you would reach her from here. Not even at your best stretch on a good day “JAXX---!!” Jack had noticed, of course he had, you had run screaming her name from being beside him barely seconds earlier. But Jack had a brain that worked differently to yours, and thank God. The next thing you were aware of was him pulling you back slightly to toss the ladder into the sea. Probably as much for your own good as to save her. He’d seen the shark too. She grabbed for it and you both reached out your hands to pull her up barely milliseconds before the prehistoric creature skimmed under the boat; “Thank you…”  and though her hand was gripping yours tight, it wasn’t you she was looking at. Jack tried to bite back his smile; “You’re welcome.” You looked between them for a minute and couldn’t help a small cry of relief as you pulled her back onto the boat and hugged her tight. Had Jack just earned the best friend seal of approval? Because, hell, you’d take it. He let you have a moment with her, hugging her close – “That was close!” “Hell… I know…” Her eyes followed Jack as he stayed a respectful distance away; “…Maybe he’s… Not too bad.” You laughed; “Uh huh?” “…Oh. He’s not getting the full approval yet. Not by a long shot.” Still, you liked the smile she was giving “…But. Maybe he’s better than I thought.” *** “Jack… Darling. Do you think that it’s just a really BAD idea for you to get involved in any kind of science talk? In a kinda… stop talking kinda way?” You gave a gentle smirk into your hand, as you continued to study the computer. He nudged you gently; “You don’t seem to mind it.” “Babe… I know you…” You smiled at him and straightened up “I’m just glad it’s over too… believe me… And… You know there’s a lot you can learn from that…” He gave a shrug “What would I know, though.” “More than you think…” You were continuing to inch closer together and before long your lips were on his. “I’ll take it.” His voice held at a calm growl and he kissed you again “At this rate, I will too…” You almost laughed, and leant in for another kiss… But then suddenly fear filled your eyes and you backed up, almost screaming. He had just enough time to turn as another Meg, this one at least 20 feet bigger than the one just killed rose out of the water. “OH-! SH*T!” Jack’s instinct made him take your hand. The shark slammed its body into the rear of the boat as it sunk its teeth into the tail of the smaller carcass. It sliding off the side of the boat didn’t do any of you any favours; as suddenly it tipped, you screamed and Jacks grip on your hand tightened as he jumped just enough to grab onto the rail; he was stronger than he’d ever let you know, at the way he pulled your body to grab your waist “SH*T! Y/N! It’s okay! I got ya! I got ya! HANG ON!!” You didn’t think you could hold him tighter if you tried as the entire boat capsized, you squeezed your eyes shut and took a deep breath before you hit the sea. At which point he let go, and let you, with superior swimming skills, drag him to the surface. Both of you coughing as you broke above the water. You were close enough to the boat for him to put his arm around you again and guide you onto it. “Go on…” he pushed you up “Good girl. Okay… We’re okay…” Once you’d found footing you made sure to pull him up too, your hands in his “…Jack…” Your voice seemed weak and shaky and you knew there were about to be tears; “…Jack…!!!” He pulled you to him as the first sob happened, “Shhh… It’s okay… Y/N… It’s okay… shhh…” * You all sat exhausted, maybe losing it a bit, and also maybe more than just a little terrified on the sinking vessel. Jack was sat a little higher than you and seemed to be at least able to keep a business level head about this, whilst at least some of you were going a little insane. You had stopped talking altogether, your arms entangled with Jack’s legs. Every so often you would give a shake; and he wasn’t sure if that was due to the water or your nerves… He was attempting his best to calm you down, running his hand through your hair. It was comforting, and you appreciated it. You were finding it hard to speak coherent words to tell him that. But you knew he knew. And that he wouldn’t dare draw attention to whatever else you were feeling in front of your group of friends. Your legs had just about given up by the time Mac got over to you with the boat; “Geez. Y/N! You okay.” “Hell if I know…” You managed to mumble. Knowing that you felt sick and not wanting to open your mouth again, in case it threatened to really happen; Jack let Jaxx follow you into the boat – politely letting the ladies go first, but quickly followed you, guiding you to sit down, you sank between his legs again and he wound his arms around you to hold you steady. You looked exhausted; you FELT exhausted and you had to be honest with yourself, you hadn’t exactly done a lot of work. The adrenaline that was still setting you so on edge was clearly taking it out of you… Jack balanced you on his knee and murmured gentle soothing sentences. They had some kind of effect, as you placed your hand on his other knee – one hand desperately entwined with the fingers of the one around you. For the one amongst you with no science background, he was clearly the calmest. He knew what he was doing. It was strange that on the sea, something he knew you loved so much, that you would be the one feeling like a fish out of water. Mac placed one hand on your shoulder to make sure you were okay. And you managed to offer him a weak smile as he steered the little powerboat back towards Mana One… You took a deep breath and relaxed yourself into Jacks chest, allowing him to cuddle you closer, his long range signal beeped through his phone and he picked up; he meant business… clearly. “…You think if we tossed him over the boat we’d lose the shark?” “Jaxx!” You almost laughed, but you weren’t sure if she was joking. He’d saved he life, though? Right? Maybe that was her job now – the protective best friend… That made you smile and you linked your fingers with his hand around your waist. His quick thinking at least allowed for you to all escape the Meg; you needed that. You needed to try to get back to Mana One ASAP. Probably just for the feeling of something that felt relatively safe under your feet. Or respite. You’d seen enough in a very, very short space of time. Some of which you desperately wished you could un-see. Still, watching the helicopter swoop overhead made you wonder how much Jack really told you about himself. He could pour billions into a project like this… but… What about military ops? Personal military…? You raised an eyebrow; maybe you’d ask him… But maybe you’d hold it back. All you knew right then is you were glad of it. And you needed more than anything to be in his arms like this. “Well done Morris!” You both turned to the sound of Jonas’ voice, making you laugh and Jack cheer. Good. You were glad that he was being warmed to. You didn’t need your friends’ approval of your boyfriend, of course you didn’t. But you’d sure like to have it. One less thing to worry about… And if yourself and Jack got really serious...? You’d appreciate their support. When you were sure everyone was preoccupied you leant into Jacks neck; placing a single kiss there that made him shiver you nipped at his earlobe; making him turn back to you with grey-blue eyes. There was an obvious question behind them which you answered with a raise of your eyebrows; yes of course you were serious. He kissed your forehead in acceptance of your proposal – the hand around your waist travelling dangerously low. You sighed, but certainly in pleasurable anticipation. ** “So… You’re leaving?!” “Y/N… I have to go… The authorities are expecting a full report from me now I’ve alerted them…” You sat up in bed with a pout on your face as he packed his minimal duffle bag and slipped a new T-Shirt over his head. “But Jack…” You knew you were being whiny. But he’d been here two days tops – you needed him. He leant across the bed and stole a kiss “As soon as this is over, baby, get off the rig. Join me.” “…I’m sure they’re gonna want us off the rig in about 2 seconds.” “…Exactly…” He sat to pull on his sneakers and you wound your arms around him, kissing his neck his ears, running your hands over his back, through his hair, across his chest to a multitude of pleasurable groans. “Y/N… I’ll have to… tell them all.” “Oh…” You pressed one last kiss to his temple and slipped from the sheets; “You have a point…” You knew his eyes traced you across the room and you were extremely slow about getting re-dressed; you heard his small laugh; “Regretting that tattoo yet?” “No…” You slipped a vest top over your head and turned back to him; “They’ll always be my favourite. I’d just rather NOT encounter one that big again. Once this one goes…” Though you did give him your best smile; “I do think, however, that maybe I’m going to want to spend a LOT of time on land when I get back.” He smirked, standing, and crossing to you – he gathered your face in his hands and sealed keeping you with him on land for as long as possible with a kiss; “No doubt…” His speech was as eloquent as it was appropriate for the situation. And you were smiling proudly whilst simultaneously trying not to cry as you had your arms around Jax. You wished more than anything that this could have been a happier occasion… That was unfortunately never to be. You had lost lives already, and Jacks decision to alert the authorities was the correct one – they could deal with this a lot better than a shrinking team of scientists could… It was dark when he decided he finally had to leave. And even then you weren’t sure he’d really decided it, standing reluctantly with you on the helipad. More like, his ride had turned up so… away he had to go. “I love you…” “I know you do…” He sighed, even now. Even now you wouldn’t say those words to him…? You were wearing his grey ballcap still, and he had to admit to himself, you looked better in it than he did.  But it was about time he claimed it back. His enquiry was met with your resistance; “Aw, I can’t keep it?!” “Absolutely not-!” “Please-! Jack… If you’re going back then this is the only thing of yours I’m gonna have until I’m back on shore… And I need you this time…” He sighed; how could he say no to that face? “Okay… But only until this mess is over. Then you have to return it to me.” “Okay.” You smiled, oh… how he loved that smile “…That’s a good deal.” He leant down to kiss you and you wound your arms around him. This hadn’t been nearly long enough; but with the dangers you understood what he had to do. And that you’d see him soon enough. Jack shouldered his bag and gave one last nod back to Jonas; you knew there was respect there now. For everything Jonas had done. You were glad of that… He kissed your forehead again and turned to walk back to the helicopter but you pulled his hand back. There was clarity in everything that had happened. These moments… How a few days could really put everything into perspective for you. You took a deep breath, and your voice was unbelievably sincere; “I love you.” His heart skipped. How long had he waited… And how beautiful those words were coming from your lips. He knew you meant it. And what had driven to you finally saying it. He pulled you into another kiss… What he was doing here, he would do for you. And once he had, he could hold you close to him after this nightmare was over. And he could hear you say it again. “Y/N… I love you too…”