I appear to have drabbled. Be gentle, it has been a long time.
Title: Gratitude
Rating: G
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Summary: Jack contemplates
Words: 101 including title
Spoilers: Torchwood/Doctor Who, sort of spoilers through the end of TW series 2 and DW series 3.
Author's Note: Way unbeta'd and safe for anyone who can watch the shows. The BBC owns all of them, I'm only playing.
Gratitude
Jack hadn't expected to feel gratitude.
Now, he realizes he is grateful to the Master for failing so he could have a second chance to say all the things he should have said the first time.
But even more than the gratitude for having laid his feelings bare, is the gratitude for understanding the power of three little words. He breathes them in with the earth, feels them crawl beneath his skin with the maggots, lives them and dies them for almost two thousand years. When he says them, they are no less powerful for the repetition.
“I forgive you."
I tried to put this behind a cut tag. I have no idea why it won't work. *beats head on laptop* Oh look, it worked. Huh.
Edited on 4/25 to add: This fic was nominated for a Children of Time award at
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