Double Drabble: Watching From Afar
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badly_knittedTitle: Watching From Afar
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 901: Cycle, at
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torchwood100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Jack has found a new vantage point.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble. Set in my Ghost of a Chance ‘Verse.
Thoroughly checking his spacesuit was securely sealed, and his air supply was operational, Ianto stepped into the airlock and waited for it to cycle, the air being pumped back into the Wanderer, so it wouldn’t go to waste. At last, the lights on the panel turned green, and Ianto manoeuvred himself out into the vacuum of space, gripping the handholds before securely attaching his safety lines. It wouldn’t do to drift away.
Anchoring the magnetic soles of his boots to the ship’s hull, he walked up the side and onto the top of the massive cargo vessel.
“Ah, thought I’d find you up here,” he said into his radio mike when he spotted Jack, standing tall and straight, staring out at the planet they were orbiting. “You always did like being up high. Can’t get much higher than this.” He clomped his way over to join his lover. “Beautiful, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” Jack agreed. “Beautiful, but sort of lonely.”
“It’s teeming with people down there.”
“I know, population in the billions.” Jack looked across at planet earth, with its familiar continents. “But there’s no one down there who knows or even remembers us, or Torchwood.”
“A thousand years changes things.”
The End
Anchoring the magnetic soles of his boots to the ship’s hull, he walked up the side and onto the top of the massive cargo vessel.
“Ah, thought I’d find you up here,” he said into his radio mike when he spotted Jack, standing tall and straight, staring out at the planet they were orbiting. “You always did like being up high. Can’t get much higher than this.” He clomped his way over to join his lover. “Beautiful, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” Jack agreed. “Beautiful, but sort of lonely.”
“It’s teeming with people down there.”
“I know, population in the billions.” Jack looked across at planet earth, with its familiar continents. “But there’s no one down there who knows or even remembers us, or Torchwood.”
“A thousand years changes things.”
The End
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Date: 2026-01-21 09:41 pm (UTC)