Title: Heritage
Fandom: Torchwood
Spoilers: Children of Earth
Rating: None
Word count: 100. I win.
Notes: And now for something completely different, a Children of Earth drabble.. really, I have no idea what's going on with my fic muse. Unbetaed, so concrit is love.
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alien_sands He comes back to life with a gasp - as if death was just a bad dream to wake up from - and sits up on the cold concrete floor, disoriented from his time in oblivion. There were aliens, he realises, his memory jerking awake a few seconds after his heart.
He gets up on wobbly legs, more memories settling. He stopped the aliens at a terrible price - what happened then? He doesn't even understand why he's still here.
On instinct, he asks for the only person that will make sense of his world again.
"Mum?" Stephen says, and feels terribly young.