Torchwood - ficlet - Draw Back Your Bow, Jack/Gwen, PG-13
Title - Draw Back Your Bow
Author - laurab1
Rating - PG-13 aka 12
Pairing - Jack/Gwen
Length - 375 words
Summary - continues on from Warrior Women
Spoilers - general series
Disclaimer - alas, none of these people are mine
Feedback is loved and appreciated :) Enjoy!
Draw Back Your Bow
by Laura
Jack had insisted on a blindfold before the firing range.
“New kind of weapons training, today, Gwen. Want it to be a surprise,” he said, standing behind her, fastening the soft dark fabric over her eyes. “Now, can you see anything at all through that?” he asked, whispering the question right into her ear.
He knew far too many tricks, this man. Mind you, so did she.
“It’s a blindfold, Jack Harkness,” Gwen sharply retorted, her vision completely black.
He laughed wickedly, and spoke right into her ear once again: “Oh, you bet it is, honey. And it’s seen a hellluva lotta service.”
Of course it bloody had.
“C’mon, Gwen,” he said, walking so he stood in front of her. He took her hands in his, held them tight, led her. “Firing range.”
Taking a deep breath, Gwen paced out the familiar steps.
“The Amazons, the Greek warrior women, worshipped Artemis,” Jack said, when she knew they were stood by the weapons table.
“The goddess of the hunt, the one the Romans called Diana?”
“Yeah. So, Gwen Cooper,” Jack replied, dropping her hands, going behind her, removing the blindfold, “I want to see how my Welsh warrior woman, with her equally amazing - believe me, I know - hands, arms and shoulders, copes with a bow and arrow.”
“Archery?” she said, blinking, then looking at the targets, the equipment, Jack. It would be another skill she never thought she’d acquire, so she made a quick decision. “C’mon, then, Captain, show me what to do.”
Jack smiled at her. “Right answer, sweetheart. Never know what’s gonna be the one thing that ends up saving your life, so you gotta learn as many ways as possible to defend yourself.”
“And who taught you this way?” Gwen asked, following Jack’s lead by picking up a bow and a quiver of arrows.
“Would you believe me if I said Queen Hippolyta?” he said, slinging the quiver over his back, taking out an arrow and loading it in the bow.
“It’s you, Jack Harkness. Of course I bloody would.” Well, she’d give him the benefit of the doubt on yet another tall tale, at least.
They laughed, and Gwen proceeded to let Jack mould her in his image of a Welsh Amazon.
-end-
Jack had insisted on a blindfold before the firing range.
torchwood_fic
galactic_conman
torchwood_decaf
jack_and_gwen
houseofcooper
dwfiction
Author - laurab1
Rating - PG-13 aka 12
Pairing - Jack/Gwen
Length - 375 words
Summary - continues on from Warrior Women
Spoilers - general series
Disclaimer - alas, none of these people are mine
Feedback is loved and appreciated :) Enjoy!
Draw Back Your Bow
by Laura
Jack had insisted on a blindfold before the firing range.
“New kind of weapons training, today, Gwen. Want it to be a surprise,” he said, standing behind her, fastening the soft dark fabric over her eyes. “Now, can you see anything at all through that?” he asked, whispering the question right into her ear.
He knew far too many tricks, this man. Mind you, so did she.
“It’s a blindfold, Jack Harkness,” Gwen sharply retorted, her vision completely black.
He laughed wickedly, and spoke right into her ear once again: “Oh, you bet it is, honey. And it’s seen a hellluva lotta service.”
Of course it bloody had.
“C’mon, Gwen,” he said, walking so he stood in front of her. He took her hands in his, held them tight, led her. “Firing range.”
Taking a deep breath, Gwen paced out the familiar steps.
“The Amazons, the Greek warrior women, worshipped Artemis,” Jack said, when she knew they were stood by the weapons table.
“The goddess of the hunt, the one the Romans called Diana?”
“Yeah. So, Gwen Cooper,” Jack replied, dropping her hands, going behind her, removing the blindfold, “I want to see how my Welsh warrior woman, with her equally amazing - believe me, I know - hands, arms and shoulders, copes with a bow and arrow.”
“Archery?” she said, blinking, then looking at the targets, the equipment, Jack. It would be another skill she never thought she’d acquire, so she made a quick decision. “C’mon, then, Captain, show me what to do.”
Jack smiled at her. “Right answer, sweetheart. Never know what’s gonna be the one thing that ends up saving your life, so you gotta learn as many ways as possible to defend yourself.”
“And who taught you this way?” Gwen asked, following Jack’s lead by picking up a bow and a quiver of arrows.
“Would you believe me if I said Queen Hippolyta?” he said, slinging the quiver over his back, taking out an arrow and loading it in the bow.
“It’s you, Jack Harkness. Of course I bloody would.” Well, she’d give him the benefit of the doubt on yet another tall tale, at least.
They laughed, and Gwen proceeded to let Jack mould her in his image of a Welsh Amazon.
-end-
Jack had insisted on a blindfold before the firing range.
torchwood_fic
galactic_conman
torchwood_decaf
jack_and_gwen
houseofcooper
dwfiction