Rotm - 1.65.1 Run - Snow Patrol
Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess
Run - Snow Patrol
How long had it been now?
One day, one month, how ever long it had been it felt like it was longer. The four of them seemed to potter around the hub without any real direction, it was worse than the time Jack was dead. Now he was missing and they didn’t know where.
Ianto seemed to spend a great deal of his time tidying Jack’s office, moving things around and making sure that everything was perfect for Jack’s return. If he returned.
Down in the main hub Tosh was busying herself with one of her scanning programmes, trying to tweak it to see if there was a way to track Jack, or that noise they had recorded just before he went missing.
Gwen was pouring over CCTV footage, trying to find something that would help with Jack’s disappearance.
Owen on the other hand, he was just sitting at his desk, pen in hand, tapping it against the desk he sat at. Tap, tap, tap. That sound went on and on, over and over.
Tap, tap, tap.
Tap, tap, tap.
Tap, tap, tap.
“Owen please!” Tosh looked up from what she was doing and over at him, “If you’re not going to do anything to help them just go home, that constant tapping is driving me slowly insane.”
But the tapping continued, faster this time, his anger brewing up inside of him until suddenly she stood, pushing everything from his desk and onto the floor with a large crash.
“Who does he fucking think he is just leaving like that? After everything that happens he up’s and leaves without a word.”
“You don’t know that Owen,” Tosh came back, looking at him a little pissed that he had just trashed his desk, parts of it being items for his computer that she would have to fix.
Gwen looked up as she heard movements and saw Ianto looking down at them all.
“Don’t I? Why can’t you all get it through your thick skulls that he’s left us, walked out on us and left us to pick up the pieces? His jacket’s gone that bloody hand in the jar and a few other things, you can’t tell me he didn’t pick them up and leave of his own accord.” Owen’s eyes were filled with anger and he looked at the others, “Why can’t you just admit it, he’s abandoned us. Left us behind.”
His shouting had muffled the sound of Ianto’s footsteps as he all but ran down the steps and towards Owen. “Don’t you dare say that again!” Ianto seemed to almost pick Owen up and pin him to his desk, pressing down hard upon the other man, “Jack’s not like that. He just wouldn’t!”
“Wouldn’t he?” Owen spat back from where his face was pressed into the desk, “So what do you call this? He up and walked out on us Ianto, just face the facts. No one took him, there were no signs of a struggle and you saw the CCTV footage, he left here on his own, was running somewhere and then he vanished.”
“He wouldn’t do that to us Owen, he wouldn’t.”
“Ianto,” Gwen was at his side, “Let him go, please. We’re all tired and worried, Owen’s just saying all those things were too scared to think but we need to take into account.”
“No!”
“She’s right,” Tosh was now at Ianto’s other side, her hand lying gently on his arm, “But either way Jack wouldn’t want us fighting amongst ourselves. He’d want us to be working together, to be out on the streets and helping other, doing what we do best, keeping Cardiff safe.”
Ianto’s grip loosened on Owen’s shoulders but not before he shoved him into the desk once more just because he felt like it.
“And you don’t,” Gwen stood her ground before Owen, “You’re supposed to be in charge while Jack isn’t here so start acting like it. We’re here to do a job, remember what Jack always said. This is when it all happens and we have to be ready. So we have to get ready!”
Pushing himself up from the desk Owen glared at Ianto before looking back down at Gwen and then over at Tosh. “Right, keeping this bloody world safe, we don’t need Jack to do that.”
And even though they all nodded in agreement, inside they knew they needed him.
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We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess
Run - Snow Patrol
How long had it been now?
One day, one month, how ever long it had been it felt like it was longer. The four of them seemed to potter around the hub without any real direction, it was worse than the time Jack was dead. Now he was missing and they didn’t know where.
Ianto seemed to spend a great deal of his time tidying Jack’s office, moving things around and making sure that everything was perfect for Jack’s return. If he returned.
Down in the main hub Tosh was busying herself with one of her scanning programmes, trying to tweak it to see if there was a way to track Jack, or that noise they had recorded just before he went missing.
Gwen was pouring over CCTV footage, trying to find something that would help with Jack’s disappearance.
Owen on the other hand, he was just sitting at his desk, pen in hand, tapping it against the desk he sat at. Tap, tap, tap. That sound went on and on, over and over.
Tap, tap, tap.
Tap, tap, tap.
Tap, tap, tap.
“Owen please!” Tosh looked up from what she was doing and over at him, “If you’re not going to do anything to help them just go home, that constant tapping is driving me slowly insane.”
But the tapping continued, faster this time, his anger brewing up inside of him until suddenly she stood, pushing everything from his desk and onto the floor with a large crash.
“Who does he fucking think he is just leaving like that? After everything that happens he up’s and leaves without a word.”
“You don’t know that Owen,” Tosh came back, looking at him a little pissed that he had just trashed his desk, parts of it being items for his computer that she would have to fix.
Gwen looked up as she heard movements and saw Ianto looking down at them all.
“Don’t I? Why can’t you all get it through your thick skulls that he’s left us, walked out on us and left us to pick up the pieces? His jacket’s gone that bloody hand in the jar and a few other things, you can’t tell me he didn’t pick them up and leave of his own accord.” Owen’s eyes were filled with anger and he looked at the others, “Why can’t you just admit it, he’s abandoned us. Left us behind.”
His shouting had muffled the sound of Ianto’s footsteps as he all but ran down the steps and towards Owen. “Don’t you dare say that again!” Ianto seemed to almost pick Owen up and pin him to his desk, pressing down hard upon the other man, “Jack’s not like that. He just wouldn’t!”
“Wouldn’t he?” Owen spat back from where his face was pressed into the desk, “So what do you call this? He up and walked out on us Ianto, just face the facts. No one took him, there were no signs of a struggle and you saw the CCTV footage, he left here on his own, was running somewhere and then he vanished.”
“He wouldn’t do that to us Owen, he wouldn’t.”
“Ianto,” Gwen was at his side, “Let him go, please. We’re all tired and worried, Owen’s just saying all those things were too scared to think but we need to take into account.”
“No!”
“She’s right,” Tosh was now at Ianto’s other side, her hand lying gently on his arm, “But either way Jack wouldn’t want us fighting amongst ourselves. He’d want us to be working together, to be out on the streets and helping other, doing what we do best, keeping Cardiff safe.”
Ianto’s grip loosened on Owen’s shoulders but not before he shoved him into the desk once more just because he felt like it.
“And you don’t,” Gwen stood her ground before Owen, “You’re supposed to be in charge while Jack isn’t here so start acting like it. We’re here to do a job, remember what Jack always said. This is when it all happens and we have to be ready. So we have to get ready!”
Pushing himself up from the desk Owen glared at Ianto before looking back down at Gwen and then over at Tosh. “Right, keeping this bloody world safe, we don’t need Jack to do that.”
And even though they all nodded in agreement, inside they knew they needed him.
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