Double Drabble: Never Enough
Title: Never Enough
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 495: Sorry at tw100.
Spoilers: Cyberwoman.
Summary: Ianto has no idea how to apologise to the team for almost bringing about the end of the world.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Returning to work after his suspension, Ianto was at a loss. What could he say to the people he’d worked with and betrayed?
“I’m sorry I lied to you.”
“I’m sorry I hid a monster in your basement.”
“I’m sorry I almost got you and everyone else on the planet converted into Cybermen.”
No matter how true each of those statements was, saying sorry was never going to be enough. It wasn’t as if he expected any of his colleagues to accept his apologies and forgive him. If he couldn’t forgive himself, then why should they?
He could make excuses; tell them he’d just wanted to save Lisa, that he hadn’t known it was already too late, and that she was dead. After all, how could he have known? Until the day the metal monsters had appeared, he’d never heard of Cybermen, knew nothing about them or their conversion process. If anyone at Torchwood One had been privy to information about the implacable robots, which seemed doubtful considering even Torchwood’s elite troops had been helpless against them, it certainly wouldn’t have been a lowly junior researcher.
Unable to decide what to say, in the end he said nothing at all.
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 495: Sorry at tw100.
Spoilers: Cyberwoman.
Summary: Ianto has no idea how to apologise to the team for almost bringing about the end of the world.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Returning to work after his suspension, Ianto was at a loss. What could he say to the people he’d worked with and betrayed?
“I’m sorry I lied to you.”
“I’m sorry I hid a monster in your basement.”
“I’m sorry I almost got you and everyone else on the planet converted into Cybermen.”
No matter how true each of those statements was, saying sorry was never going to be enough. It wasn’t as if he expected any of his colleagues to accept his apologies and forgive him. If he couldn’t forgive himself, then why should they?
He could make excuses; tell them he’d just wanted to save Lisa, that he hadn’t known it was already too late, and that she was dead. After all, how could he have known? Until the day the metal monsters had appeared, he’d never heard of Cybermen, knew nothing about them or their conversion process. If anyone at Torchwood One had been privy to information about the implacable robots, which seemed doubtful considering even Torchwood’s elite troops had been helpless against them, it certainly wouldn’t have been a lowly junior researcher.
Unable to decide what to say, in the end he said nothing at all.
The End