LJ-SEC: (ORIGINALLY POSTED BY inthefreakdom)

"You've been fucking him all along."

"Why do you keep saying him?" Jack asked. "Kylie is a lovely young woman who just happens to be a patient."

"At a mental health facility you asshole. Don't you wonder why most of us are here?"

This conversation was going no where quickly. Usually Jack tried to keep his head down when he was cleaning things up, but this one seemed to want to follow him around today and say weird things to him. The one in question was Clair Whitmore and she looked like hell today. She wanted Evanegeline to get back into work so they could talk things out. Of all the therapist only Angel had a real understanding of Clair, if only because she actually believed her.

"I don't really care why you're here," Jack replied. "I clean up after you and I get paid for it. Good enough for me."

Clair sighed heavily. "Ask Kyle why he's here," she said, pushing the line on that one.

"I don't know any Kyles," Jack replied in sing-song. "Only Kylie. And frankly I'd prefer it if we don't talk about that. I'm sure you know I'd get fired for fraternization."

"It's past the point of fraternization and we all know it," Clair challenged vigorously. "Just do me a favor and ask "Kylie" why "she's" here. It's just not right that you don't know yet."

Jack frowned but if it would shut this bitch up and get her to leave him alone he'd agree to whatever she wanted. "Sure. Fine. I'll ask her tonight."

She doubted he would, but the seeds had been planted and eventually Jack would ask what the little crazed one meant by pestering him constantly about why Kyle was in the asylum. She folded her arms over her chest and walked away, leaving Jack to his janitorial duties.