Double Drabble: In Control
Title: In Control
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Gwen, Jack, Team, OCs.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 607: Calm at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Gwen doesn’t understand Jack’s attitude.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“How can you be so calm?” Gwen snapped at Jack. “Doesn’t anything ever get to you? It’s like you’re not even human!”
‘Oh PC Cooper,’ Jack thought. ‘If only you knew.’ Just because he appeared calm and in control didn’t mean he felt that way inside. Gwen had a lot to learn, things the rest of his team already knew. It was no good acting panicked and confused, no matter how they actually felt; they had to at least maintain the illusion of being in control of a situation.
Gwen thought that because he and the others didn’t freak out in the face of something weird and unearthly causing death and mayhem amongst the ordinary people of Cardiff it meant they didn’t care, but really the opposite was true. They cared, so much that it hurt, but they had a job to do, a situation to deal with, and the best way to handle any crisis was to remain calm and not lose your head, which in cases like this was a literal possibility.
If they let their own fears and uncertainties govern them they wouldn’t be able to do their jobs and more might die. It was that simple.
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Gwen, Jack, Team, OCs.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 607: Calm at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Gwen doesn’t understand Jack’s attitude.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“How can you be so calm?” Gwen snapped at Jack. “Doesn’t anything ever get to you? It’s like you’re not even human!”
‘Oh PC Cooper,’ Jack thought. ‘If only you knew.’ Just because he appeared calm and in control didn’t mean he felt that way inside. Gwen had a lot to learn, things the rest of his team already knew. It was no good acting panicked and confused, no matter how they actually felt; they had to at least maintain the illusion of being in control of a situation.
Gwen thought that because he and the others didn’t freak out in the face of something weird and unearthly causing death and mayhem amongst the ordinary people of Cardiff it meant they didn’t care, but really the opposite was true. They cared, so much that it hurt, but they had a job to do, a situation to deal with, and the best way to handle any crisis was to remain calm and not lose your head, which in cases like this was a literal possibility.
If they let their own fears and uncertainties govern them they wouldn’t be able to do their jobs and more might die. It was that simple.
The End