Double Drabble: The Hub At Midnight
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badly_knittedTitle: The Hub At Midnight
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto, Owen.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 733: Haunt at
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torchwood100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: It’s late. Why is Owen lurking in the Hub?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Ianto frowned when he encountered Owen lurking in the medical bay. “What’re you doing here? I thought you were gone.”
“Yeah, well, I was bored so…” Owen shrugged. “Here I am.”
“I remember the days when you couldn’t wait to get out of here. Seriously, you didn’t even wait for Jack to say you could go, just grabbed your jacket and left, straight to the nearest pub to get drunk and try to pick up company for the night.”
Owen snorted. “In case you’ve forgotten, I can’t do that anymore, but if you don’t want me here, I can go somewhere else. Maybe see what Jack’s up to, or Gwen.”
“It’s the middle of the night, Owen. I don’t think Gwen would appreciate being woken up, or being leered at while she’s asleep.”
“If it’s so late, what’re you still doing ‘ere?”
“Late night alert. Weevil. Jack’s getting it settled in the cells. I just needed to clean this up.” Ianto showed his cut hand to Owen.
“Not deep enough for stitches. Make sure you clean in thoroughly.”
“I’m not incapable. How come you’re haunting me anyway? Thought you didn’t believe in ghosts.”
“I didn’t. Looks like I was wrong.”
The End
