Double Drabble: Emergency Response
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badly_knittedTitle: Emergency Response
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badly_knittedCharacters: DI Kathy Swanson, Jack, Ianto, Tosh.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 843: Emergency at
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torchwood100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: DI Swanson gets to experience Jack’s driving first-hand.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“You can’t drive like this!” Detective Inspector Kathy Swanson gasped out as the SUV swept around the roundabout, so fast she felt like she was in a centrifuge.
“Why not?” Captain Jack Harkness said from the driver’s seat, flinging the vehicle into a direction change so abruptly that Kathy was propelled in the opposite direction, the only things keeping her in her seat being the seatbelt and the slender Japanese woman sitting beside her.
“There’s a speed limit!” Kathy shut her eyes tightly as the SUV accelerated towards a stop sign and straight through an intersection. “And other vehicles,” she added, hoping they weren’t about to smash into any of them.
“Police cars, fire engines, and ambulances don’t bother with stuff like that, so why should we?” Jack swung into another turn. “When they have their lights and sirens on, everyone just gets out of their way.”
“But they’re official emergency vehicles!” Kathy tried to protest.
“So is this. What’s more of an emergency than preventing the world from being destroyed?”
Unsurprisingly, Kathy had no answer to that.
“Try not to worry, Jack knows what he’s doing,” Ianto Jones assured her from the front passenger seat.
“I hope you’re right.”
The End
“Why not?” Captain Jack Harkness said from the driver’s seat, flinging the vehicle into a direction change so abruptly that Kathy was propelled in the opposite direction, the only things keeping her in her seat being the seatbelt and the slender Japanese woman sitting beside her.
“There’s a speed limit!” Kathy shut her eyes tightly as the SUV accelerated towards a stop sign and straight through an intersection. “And other vehicles,” she added, hoping they weren’t about to smash into any of them.
“Police cars, fire engines, and ambulances don’t bother with stuff like that, so why should we?” Jack swung into another turn. “When they have their lights and sirens on, everyone just gets out of their way.”
“But they’re official emergency vehicles!” Kathy tried to protest.
“So is this. What’s more of an emergency than preventing the world from being destroyed?”
Unsurprisingly, Kathy had no answer to that.
“Try not to worry, Jack knows what he’s doing,” Ianto Jones assured her from the front passenger seat.
“I hope you’re right.”
The End
