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torchwoodland:
Author: Ericadawn16
Characters: Tosh, Jack
Rated: PG-13 No Spoilers
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Torchwood before Owen joined, Tosh and Jack running the office alone.
Author's Note: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
weaselett
Tosh was terrified. She was glad to be out of prison, but there was a large alien growling at her.
"Use the tranq!" Jack yelled at her. His leg looked broken, just what they needed. She wanted to yell back that she had never actually used one before. However, her mouth refused to open. It stepped closer to Tosh and she fell back onto the ground. Her hands flailed behind her for anything. They caught the metal of the tranq gun. Surely, she could do this. She raised it at the alien, closed her eyes and fired. After the recoil, she opened them, expecting to find an alien about to rip out her throat. Instead, it staggered and fell.
I did it, she thought.
"Nice work for not handling one before," Jack said with a smile and clasped a hand on her shoulder. He hadn't even limped, that was strange.
"I think I'd like a drink," she said, feeling a bit lightheaded.
"Later," he said with a nod and they got to work on the Weevil.
Author: Ericadawn16
Characters: Rhys, Ianto Rhys/Gwen, Jack/Ianto
Rated: PG-13 Language No Spoilers
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Post-Exit Wounds. Jack and Gwen are stuck in lockdown at the hub, therefore Rhys and Ianto have to go an a Weevil run.
Author's Note: Written forchamilet
"So, how do you use this thing?" Rhys asked, carrying the tranq gun.
"You don't," Ianto replied and traded one of their special Weevil sprays for the weapon. Rhys' expression was disappointed but Ianto was sure he was more relieved inside.
"Should we be worried about them?" Rhys asked. He liked how concerned he was about her. Sometimes, he wondered how much Jack would worry about him if something happened.
"No," Ianto shook his head, "probably just a glitch of the system. We'll sort it out. The reports were close to this block."
Then, they heard noises. Ianto knew that sound well from his youth. It was the sound of eggs being thrown and when he looked, it was by their so-called Weevil.
"Put it down," he told Rhys as he stashed the traq gun behind some trash.
"Alright, you had your fun, now piss off," Ianto told the costumed teenager. "Halloween's not for three weeks yet."
When two fingers was the only response, Ianto kicked him in the shin and had him in handcuffs before he had a chance to react. The business owners applauded and Rhys cheered but Ianto didn't allow himself to bask in it. Too many witnesses might make questions later. However, if they were going to talk, better make sure this one wouldn't make trouble later. He pulled off the mask so all could see the culprit. The teenage bloke gave him a dirty stare.
"Go ahead and look, you fucking queer," the git spat at him. Ianto was prepared to blow it off when he saw Rhys coming forward, knuckles in position.
"Don't you call him that, you ponce!" Rhys yelled and Ianto put out his arm to stop him.
"Don't, don't, it's not worth it," he said and saw Rhys' confused expression. "Not the first time I've been called that."
Ianto threw the mask on the ground and pushed the teenager away from him.
"Run on home to mummy," he said and started back to their gear. He enjoyed the protestations behind him.
"Not going to undo the cuffs?" Rhys asked.
"Now, what sort of young bloke doesn't have handcuffs keys on him?" Ianto retorted and they both laughed.
Author: Ericadawn16
Characters: Jack, OC Jack/Ianto
Rated: PG-13 Language Spoilers for Season Two
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Jack lay frozen in the Hub's storage area for over a century, except for this one time as he took a walk ...
Author's Note: Written forrainyrocket
1999
Jack hadn't wanted to be woken up yet especially being in his own timeline, might be three or four of them at this point, but Alex had insisted it wasn't good to be frozen that long. Even with Tommy, they woke him up once a year so off Jack went, determined to keep this to a short walk.
He wound up at a local cafe. A woman, mid-thirties, sighed and sat at the table next to his.
"Wish I could have something stronger," she complained and sipped her coffee.
"Why don't you?" Jack asked and after a smile at him, she explained, "I'm supposed to be in charge."
She nodded at the two groups of young men.
"Off on a tour of that new Rugby stadium," she spoke and Jack remembered discussions with Alex about the proximity of the new stadium to Torchwood. From what Jack could hear, a scuffle started between some of the boys.
"They're all poor estate kids and Newport on top of it, some of them have already been to prison. They've got no chance," she said and seemed so resolved to that fact. He found it a bit sad especially because of the Newport connection. Jack looked over in time to see one youth punch another one in the face. He looked...but that was probably wishful thinking...
"IANTO JONES! JUST DON'T!" the teacher suddenly screamed before going back to her coffee. Jack glanced again at the teenager slumping against a seat back and knew what that look meant, how frustrated he was with his life in general. It was a pity he couldn't see the blue eyes well from here.
"Oh, one of them might surprise you...might even save the world," Jack said with a grin. She looked at him for a moment, confused and started to laugh.
"That's a good one, mate," she declared as he glanced one more time at the teenager who would grow up to become so important to him.
Thank you so much tocsichick_2 who filled my MPreg prompt!
Now if anyone wants to do my unfilled prompt, I'll write fic for you...
"Whatever happened to Faith aka the Tarot Card Girl? Is she affected by Miracle Day?"
torchwoodland:Author: Ericadawn16
Characters: Tosh, Jack
Rated: PG-13 No Spoilers
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Torchwood before Owen joined, Tosh and Jack running the office alone.
Author's Note: Written for
weaselettTosh was terrified. She was glad to be out of prison, but there was a large alien growling at her.
"Use the tranq!" Jack yelled at her. His leg looked broken, just what they needed. She wanted to yell back that she had never actually used one before. However, her mouth refused to open. It stepped closer to Tosh and she fell back onto the ground. Her hands flailed behind her for anything. They caught the metal of the tranq gun. Surely, she could do this. She raised it at the alien, closed her eyes and fired. After the recoil, she opened them, expecting to find an alien about to rip out her throat. Instead, it staggered and fell.
I did it, she thought.
"Nice work for not handling one before," Jack said with a smile and clasped a hand on her shoulder. He hadn't even limped, that was strange.
"I think I'd like a drink," she said, feeling a bit lightheaded.
"Later," he said with a nod and they got to work on the Weevil.
Author: Ericadawn16
Characters: Rhys, Ianto Rhys/Gwen, Jack/Ianto
Rated: PG-13 Language No Spoilers
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Post-Exit Wounds. Jack and Gwen are stuck in lockdown at the hub, therefore Rhys and Ianto have to go an a Weevil run.
Author's Note: Written for
chamilet"So, how do you use this thing?" Rhys asked, carrying the tranq gun.
"You don't," Ianto replied and traded one of their special Weevil sprays for the weapon. Rhys' expression was disappointed but Ianto was sure he was more relieved inside.
"Should we be worried about them?" Rhys asked. He liked how concerned he was about her. Sometimes, he wondered how much Jack would worry about him if something happened.
"No," Ianto shook his head, "probably just a glitch of the system. We'll sort it out. The reports were close to this block."
Then, they heard noises. Ianto knew that sound well from his youth. It was the sound of eggs being thrown and when he looked, it was by their so-called Weevil.
"Put it down," he told Rhys as he stashed the traq gun behind some trash.
"Alright, you had your fun, now piss off," Ianto told the costumed teenager. "Halloween's not for three weeks yet."
When two fingers was the only response, Ianto kicked him in the shin and had him in handcuffs before he had a chance to react. The business owners applauded and Rhys cheered but Ianto didn't allow himself to bask in it. Too many witnesses might make questions later. However, if they were going to talk, better make sure this one wouldn't make trouble later. He pulled off the mask so all could see the culprit. The teenage bloke gave him a dirty stare.
"Go ahead and look, you fucking queer," the git spat at him. Ianto was prepared to blow it off when he saw Rhys coming forward, knuckles in position.
"Don't you call him that, you ponce!" Rhys yelled and Ianto put out his arm to stop him.
"Don't, don't, it's not worth it," he said and saw Rhys' confused expression. "Not the first time I've been called that."
Ianto threw the mask on the ground and pushed the teenager away from him.
"Run on home to mummy," he said and started back to their gear. He enjoyed the protestations behind him.
"Not going to undo the cuffs?" Rhys asked.
"Now, what sort of young bloke doesn't have handcuffs keys on him?" Ianto retorted and they both laughed.
Author: Ericadawn16
Characters: Jack, OC Jack/Ianto
Rated: PG-13 Language Spoilers for Season Two
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Jack lay frozen in the Hub's storage area for over a century, except for this one time as he took a walk ...
Author's Note: Written for
rainyrocket 1999
Jack hadn't wanted to be woken up yet especially being in his own timeline, might be three or four of them at this point, but Alex had insisted it wasn't good to be frozen that long. Even with Tommy, they woke him up once a year so off Jack went, determined to keep this to a short walk.
He wound up at a local cafe. A woman, mid-thirties, sighed and sat at the table next to his.
"Wish I could have something stronger," she complained and sipped her coffee.
"Why don't you?" Jack asked and after a smile at him, she explained, "I'm supposed to be in charge."
She nodded at the two groups of young men.
"Off on a tour of that new Rugby stadium," she spoke and Jack remembered discussions with Alex about the proximity of the new stadium to Torchwood. From what Jack could hear, a scuffle started between some of the boys.
"They're all poor estate kids and Newport on top of it, some of them have already been to prison. They've got no chance," she said and seemed so resolved to that fact. He found it a bit sad especially because of the Newport connection. Jack looked over in time to see one youth punch another one in the face. He looked...but that was probably wishful thinking...
"IANTO JONES! JUST DON'T!" the teacher suddenly screamed before going back to her coffee. Jack glanced again at the teenager slumping against a seat back and knew what that look meant, how frustrated he was with his life in general. It was a pity he couldn't see the blue eyes well from here.
"Oh, one of them might surprise you...might even save the world," Jack said with a grin. She looked at him for a moment, confused and started to laugh.
"That's a good one, mate," she declared as he glanced one more time at the teenager who would grow up to become so important to him.
Thank you so much to
csichick_2 who filled my MPreg prompt!Now if anyone wants to do my unfilled prompt, I'll write fic for you...
"Whatever happened to Faith aka the Tarot Card Girl? Is she affected by Miracle Day?"
no subject
Date: 2011-07-14 03:23 pm (UTC)I especially like Jack seeing teenaged Ianto and feeling understanding for the who who would grow up to be such an amazing man.