Hope (1/?)
Title: Hope (1/?)
Fandom, Pairing: Torchwood, Jack/Ianto
Rating: PG (for now ;D)
Genre: Angst, Drama, Romance
Disclaimer: Not mine. If they were... well series 3 would have been very different
Warnings: Spoilers for all series's i think. Especially Children Of Earth.
Short Summary: a young girl, a long way from home, could be the answer to everything. If only they had the strength to hope.
Notes: Ist proper chapter, well, ish. It's kinda short, sorry. :3 This is just a very appropriate place to stop x
Prologue
Oh god, oh god, oh god. Gwen drove through the streets of Cardiff like a mad woman. Even after two years, she couldn’t help but hope.
It had taken a nearly a year to rebuild the Hub, but Gwen had done her best to ensure that it was exactly like before, down to the very last detail. As she walked through the reception she could almost see Ianto smiling at her from behind his desk. She choked back a sob. Surprisingly, the vast majority of equipment had survived the explosion, much to Gwen’s relief. It had taken some serious scavenging, but eventually Torchwood was back to how it had been.
She walked through the security doors, having finally regained control of her emotions. Another member of Gwen’s team was huddled around his station, peering anxiously at a screen.
“What’s going on?” Gwen called, making her way towards him. He turned at the sound of her voice, a mixture of relief and expectance on his face. Christ Jack, why did you leave me in charge? I can’t do this. But I have to. She took a deep breath
“I'm not entirely sure,” Chris Spark replied, tapping a command into his computer, “An alarm went off about 20 minutes ago indicating an atmospheric disturbance, and a pretty big one at that. I might have just dismissed it as an asteroid, or some kind of space junk, but this signal came through at about the same time.” Chris brushed the keyboard, and a sequence of numbers scrolled across the screen.
Chris was the first Gwen’d recruited, after rebuilding the Hub. He was her technical expert and he was bloody brilliant. To think, he’d been working as a mechanic when she discovered him.
“What does it mean?” she asked, peering closer at the numbers, trying to find something hidden in them.
“I wasn’t sure either, so I had a look through the data banks, to see if we’d ever encountered this sequence before.”
“And?”
Chris turned round to face her, a grim expression on his young face. His shocking blue eyes reminding her painfully of people she desperately wanted to forget. “It’s a distress signal."
“So it’s a spaceship?” She asked, willing herself not to hope too much, “Can you get a visual?”
“I tried, but it’s not in range of any satellites I could hack into. Plus it’s moving too fast to get a proper look at.”
“So we won’t know what we’re dealing with until it arrives?”
“Pretty much.”
“Bloody brilliant,” Gwen muttered darkly, “Take a look at the angle of trajectory, see if you can get an estimate on were it’s going to land.”
“Already on it,” Chris replied, determinedly tapping away at his key board.
“Have you called Martha yet?”
“She’s on her way.”
Gwen breathed a sigh of relief.
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next part up soonish xx
Part 2 Here