Going round to Russell T Davies' house and threatening him until he tells me what happens next is a stupid idea, yes/no? Not least because he's a giant, and could probably squish me.
But anyway, fic.
Title: Dulce et Decorum Est
Characters: Jack, Tosh
Warnings: Spoilers through To The Last Man, otherwise, none.
Notes: Title from Wilfred Owen, though
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