Gwen Cooper opened the door of her flat, to reveal…

“Jack!  You’re home!”  she squealed in sheer happiness.

Tugging him into the flat, Gwen enveloped him in a hug.  Then, after a few seconds - or minutes, depending on one’s point of view - she pulled away and slapped him.

Hard.

“What was that for?” he asked, rubbing his cheek.

“You left us, Jack!” she ( Read more... )

The Scottish moorland was dark, and cold, and far too quiet.

Jack shoved his hands into the pockets of his buttoned-up greatcoat against the chill, his eyes scanning the sky, knowing what was going to happen in a few minutes and not liking it one bit.  The wind whipped across the moor, bringing the scent of peat and decay, nearly like the death ( Read more... )

When they’d gotten the unexpected Rift alert, this was the last thing Jack had expected to see.

It lay slightly tilted, one side being dragged down by the weight of the collapsing air bags.  It was all steel, girders and wires and he had to admit it was amazing to look at, even though it had obviously crashed.  At least it had done it in a bit of ( Read more... )

 
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You Can't Always Get What You Want
Author: Milady Dragon
Rating: PG
Pairing(s): Jack/Ianto (implied); Jack/Gwen (kind of)
Warning: None really, a little angst
Spoilers: Torchwood S2  "Something Borrowed"
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, if I did it wouldn't be the mess it is now.
Author's note:  I was driving to my mother's when this came to me.  I've ( Read more... )

Torchwood's on First?
Author: Milady Dragon
Rating: PG-13
Summary:  Yet another of Jack's team-building exercises gone awry...
Pairing(s): Jack/Ianto (implied)
Warning: Language, implied smut, a little character bashing, rampant snark
Spoilers: None
Author's Note: This is my first attempt at a dialogue-only fic.  It's very loosely based on the Abbott and ( Read more... )