Donaghy, What Even?!

Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Tina's characters, James-Bond-acting Jack
Spoilers: None
Pairing: Jack/Liz
Summary: "Donaghy. Jack Donaghy."

It was one October night when Jack decided to visit his old friend. He knocked on the door, but instead, a woman appeared. She was wearing a gorgeous bluish-silverish dress with sequins all over, hugging her body. Her hair was in a side ponytail and she was wearing just the right amount of make-up. She was rather beautiful.
"Donaghy. Jack Donaghy."
The woman laughed flirtatiously.
"I'm Elizabeth. Pleasure to meet you, Jack."
Jack kissed her hand.
"Pleasure's mine."
"Are you looking for Mitchell? Oh, I'm sorry. Please, come in."
Elizabeth let Jack inside the house.
"Sit on the couch." she said.
"What's going on? What happened to Mitch?"
"He...passed away this morning. I know you can't hear me over all these partying. You wanna go upstairs?"
"That's fine."
She led him up the stairs to her room, where she saw two people making out.
"Leave. Now."
The couple left and she closed the door.
"I was his sister," she began to say, as she held Jack's hand.
"I know how much he meant to you. He was like your best friend."
"Elizabeth,"
"Please, call me Liz. I'm tired of everyone calling me Elizabeth during formal events."
"Liz, thank you for telling me. I wouldn't have known if it weren't for you. Now, I have to go."
"Stay here for a little while, won't you?"
Jack saw her eyes. Very shark-like. Almost as if she was hypnotizing him to stay.
"Alright."
"Would you like me to grab some drinks?"
Jack quickly kissed her, then pulled away, looking at her reaction.
"Don't stop." she said.
And so, he kept going.

Jack woke up, in his bed, alone.
"Good god, what was that dream?"
He got dressed for work.
As he was working, he couldn't help but remember his dream. He remembered everything that happened. How the kissing lead to...other stuff. And how he saw everything. But really, Liz?
"Morning, Jack." Liz said as she walked in the door.
"Oh, uh, Lemon. Hello."
"What's wrong, Jack?"
"Can I...tell you something?"
"Sure. What is it?"
"I had a dream last night."
"Everybody dreams"
"But this one was different. It was very James Bond like."
"And what's wrong with that?"
"It was a sex dream."
"With who? Jenna?"
"Um..."
"Sue?"
"You, Lemon! I had a sex dream about you."
"Me?"
"Yes, you."
"Care to describe?"
"Well, your brother died. And then I kissed you. And then we did it, and I saw everything."
Liz just looked stunned.
"Ugh, what?! You were fantasizing about me?"
"It was a dream! I don't have control over my dreams."
"How long have you been fantasizing about me?"
"Do I really need to tell you?"
"Jack."
"Five years! Each year, on the fourteenth of October, ever since I met you, I've always had that same dream."
"But, October 14th. That's my birthday."
"Then Happy Birthday, Lemon."
And he slowly kissed her.
"Jack, no!"
Liz left his office, leaving Jack stunned.
"Someday, Lemon. Someday."