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rowanberriesYou know, at some point I'll learn to write narrative as well as dialogue.
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Jack, Ianto, unnamed and unwanted sprog.
Ownership: Not mine.
Setting: Somewhere. Possibly TIC-verse, possibly not. Just somewhere.
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
"Sir?"
"Hmm?"
"Are you all right?"
"Fine, Ianto."
"Only you've been... staring at nothing for quite a while now, and I was a bit- well."
"Kicking."
"...Er. No I'm not, Sir."
"The alien spawn, Ianto. It's kicking. You know, I usually take exception to that."
"...Oh, I see. Is that a- a good sign, do you think? Should I get Owen?"
"For the love of god, no! There's no way he could make this better, or he'd have done it by now. Possibly with a coat-hanger, if I know him."
"Jack, don't- Don't say that, Sir."
"Ianto, I think I'm definitely Jack right now. If there were any justice in the world, I'd be on maternity leave, for fuck's sake."
"W-well, you know you could..."
"Murderous blowfish on cocaine holding a hostage."
"Yes, your point, Jack."
"I thought so."
"...Jack? Will you- er, shoot me if I try and feel it?"
"You- Have I ever been upset with the idea of you touching me?"
"Well, when you put it that way, no. You're very zen tonight."
"It's the hormones."
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Jack, Ianto, unnamed and unwanted sprog.
Ownership: Not mine.
Setting: Somewhere. Possibly TIC-verse, possibly not. Just somewhere.
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
"Sir?"
"Hmm?"
"Are you all right?"
"Fine, Ianto."
"Only you've been... staring at nothing for quite a while now, and I was a bit- well."
"Kicking."
"...Er. No I'm not, Sir."
"The alien spawn, Ianto. It's kicking. You know, I usually take exception to that."
"...Oh, I see. Is that a- a good sign, do you think? Should I get Owen?"
"For the love of god, no! There's no way he could make this better, or he'd have done it by now. Possibly with a coat-hanger, if I know him."
"Jack, don't- Don't say that, Sir."
"Ianto, I think I'm definitely Jack right now. If there were any justice in the world, I'd be on maternity leave, for fuck's sake."
"W-well, you know you could..."
"Murderous blowfish on cocaine holding a hostage."
"Yes, your point, Jack."
"I thought so."
"...Jack? Will you- er, shoot me if I try and feel it?"
"You- Have I ever been upset with the idea of you touching me?"
"Well, when you put it that way, no. You're very zen tonight."
"It's the hormones."
