Doctor Who/Torchwood - fic - Impossible Things, Impossible Men
Title - Impossible Things, Impossible Men
Pairing/Characters - Joan/John, Jack
Rating - PG
Length - 380 words
Spoilers - Human Nature/The Family of Blood
Summary - Maybe she could share the Journal of Impossible Things with this man. Just him, just once. He would not be surprised by its contents, she suspects.
Disclaimer - none of these people are mine
Feedback is loved and appreciated :) Enjoy!
Impossible Things, Impossible Men
by Laura
When Nurse Joan Redfern has just about come to terms with all the events that surrounded John Smith, an American military gentleman arrives at the school, all gleaming white teeth.
“Captain Jack Harkness, ma’am,” he says, in her rooms, as they drink tea. “Can I ask you about what happened here, last week?”
“People died, Captain,” she tells him. That is all that matters, as far as she is concerned.
“Anything else? Anything odd? Anything weird?”
So many questions! This gentleman did not just appear here out of the blue, it seems, and Joan is concerned.
(The Journal of Impossible Things is safe, hidden away in a drawer. Joan reads it almost every night, and despite what she witnessed, she still does not quite understand John’s ramblings.)
“It was all terribly strange,” she says, still not revealing anything that could hurt John Smith. Or the Doctor. Her emotions are still confused; she does not know which one of them she feels more (dislike) for.
“Joan,” Captain Harkness says, dropping the formality, “you can tell me. Please?”
“I do not wish to discuss this matter any further, Captain.”
“Very well. Goodbye, ma’am,” he says, rising from his chair, shaking her hand, and replacing his cap.
***
It’s only after Jack’s gone that Joan realises he slipped her a card. There’s a familiar honeycomb pattern on it, along with “Torchwood”, and a telephone number.
Maybe she could share the Journal of Impossible Things with this man. Just him, just once. He would not be surprised by its contents, she suspects.
No.
Joan throws the card into her fire, and watches it burn. She will keep all the secrets; the blue box, the metal men, the creatures from places other than Earth, and everything else in the journal.
***
And then the war John wrote about actually happens.
In the summer of 1914, following the assassination of an archduke, Joan loses many of her charges.
The European royal families apparently forget that they are family.
The treaties, agreements and alliances break down.
The empires begin to crumble.
And thousands upon thousands of boys and men are sent into battle.
Just like the journal says, it is four very long years before the war is over, and the ones who are still alive come back.
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Pairing/Characters - Joan/John, Jack
Rating - PG
Length - 380 words
Spoilers - Human Nature/The Family of Blood
Summary - Maybe she could share the Journal of Impossible Things with this man. Just him, just once. He would not be surprised by its contents, she suspects.
Disclaimer - none of these people are mine
Feedback is loved and appreciated :) Enjoy!
Impossible Things, Impossible Men
by Laura
When Nurse Joan Redfern has just about come to terms with all the events that surrounded John Smith, an American military gentleman arrives at the school, all gleaming white teeth.
“Captain Jack Harkness, ma’am,” he says, in her rooms, as they drink tea. “Can I ask you about what happened here, last week?”
“People died, Captain,” she tells him. That is all that matters, as far as she is concerned.
“Anything else? Anything odd? Anything weird?”
So many questions! This gentleman did not just appear here out of the blue, it seems, and Joan is concerned.
(The Journal of Impossible Things is safe, hidden away in a drawer. Joan reads it almost every night, and despite what she witnessed, she still does not quite understand John’s ramblings.)
“It was all terribly strange,” she says, still not revealing anything that could hurt John Smith. Or the Doctor. Her emotions are still confused; she does not know which one of them she feels more (dislike) for.
“Joan,” Captain Harkness says, dropping the formality, “you can tell me. Please?”
“I do not wish to discuss this matter any further, Captain.”
“Very well. Goodbye, ma’am,” he says, rising from his chair, shaking her hand, and replacing his cap.
***
It’s only after Jack’s gone that Joan realises he slipped her a card. There’s a familiar honeycomb pattern on it, along with “Torchwood”, and a telephone number.
Maybe she could share the Journal of Impossible Things with this man. Just him, just once. He would not be surprised by its contents, she suspects.
No.
Joan throws the card into her fire, and watches it burn. She will keep all the secrets; the blue box, the metal men, the creatures from places other than Earth, and everything else in the journal.
***
And then the war John wrote about actually happens.
In the summer of 1914, following the assassination of an archduke, Joan loses many of her charges.
The European royal families apparently forget that they are family.
The treaties, agreements and alliances break down.
The empires begin to crumble.
And thousands upon thousands of boys and men are sent into battle.
Just like the journal says, it is four very long years before the war is over, and the ones who are still alive come back.
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