Drabble
Title: The best gift comes wrapped in a blanket
Fandom: Torchwood
Rating: G
Chapter: Just a drabble, so no chapters
Spoilers: Torchwood Episode 3 (To the Last Man standing) Season 2
Author's Comments: Umm, sorry, but this jumped on me after seeing To the Last Man Standing. A whole lot of fluff in this. Unbeta-ed, read at own risk.
Disclaimer: As much as I would like to, I don't own these shows. The BBC, Kudos does.
Beads of sweat trickled down her forehead, her face flushed, but a beaming smile shone as she held out her hands. A tiny package was given to her, wrapped in a blue blanket. Gently she cradled the sleeping baby; stroking its cheek with her thumb.
“It’s a healthy baby boy,” the nurse informed before heading off.
As the mother sat on the bed, the baby in her arms; a tear trickled down her cheek. She remembered the father; and his fate. Her brave handsome hero.
Tosh bent down and kissed him.
“Oh, Tommy, you make this place so worth saving,”