Double Drabble: Something Better
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badly_knittedTitle: Something Better
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badly_knittedCharacters: Jack, Alex.
Rating: PG-13
Written For: Challenge 813: Build at
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torchwood100.Spoilers: Fragments.
Summary: Now Jack is in charge of Torchwood Three, he can make some changes.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Jack was in shock at first; how could he not be? Here he was, just past midnight, the start of a new millennium, and his boss, his friend, had just slaughtered the rest of the team, shot Jack, then killed himself.
Before that, he’d handed control of Torchwood Three to Jack, like it was some kind of gift, only it wasn’t. Jack was a soldier not a leader, used to following orders, not giving them. He didn’t want the responsibility of being in charge; what was he in charge of anyway, the corpses of the people he worked with? Torchwood Three was nothing more than an underground base and one immortal man who’d just had the rug pulled out from under him.
But over the next few hours, as he cleaned up the mess Alex had left for him, he had plenty of time to think. He could start over, rebuild, reject Torchwood One’s policies and create his own, turn this one small outpost of Queen Victoria’s alien-hunting organisation into something different, something better…
It wouldn’t be easy, he’d have to fight Torchwood One every step of the way, but he’d build something to make the Doctor proud of him.
The End
Before that, he’d handed control of Torchwood Three to Jack, like it was some kind of gift, only it wasn’t. Jack was a soldier not a leader, used to following orders, not giving them. He didn’t want the responsibility of being in charge; what was he in charge of anyway, the corpses of the people he worked with? Torchwood Three was nothing more than an underground base and one immortal man who’d just had the rug pulled out from under him.
But over the next few hours, as he cleaned up the mess Alex had left for him, he had plenty of time to think. He could start over, rebuild, reject Torchwood One’s policies and create his own, turn this one small outpost of Queen Victoria’s alien-hunting organisation into something different, something better…
It wouldn’t be easy, he’d have to fight Torchwood One every step of the way, but he’d build something to make the Doctor proud of him.
The End
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