Follows this.Three weeks. That's how long it should have been. Three weeks for Jack to fix what was broken. For Jack to play the role of the hero and save the world again ( Read more... )

There's something about Earth ( Read more... )

It had been months since then. Months since the Valiant and the terrible events that occurred upon it. It had been months of rebuilding a life. Torchwood, his team, his people ( Read more... )

Jack pressed the button on the manipulator and in a flash they were gone. Away from the tower, away from Gallifrey, through the vortex and through the rift. It pulled them through time and space and everything in between ( Read more... )

Follows on from thisJack held fast to the controls of the ship as they plunged into hyperspace. The g-forces on his body pressed him into the chair, and he focused all of his attention on keeping the craft smooth and flying. He'd worry about just where it was they were going later ( Read more... )

Follows on from thisWhen Jack came to he was in a hospital bed. He'd been sedated, or he'd passed out, or... something. Whatever it was, he wasn't where he last remembered being and he didn't like it. He didn't feel in control ( Read more... )

It was cold when Jack woke up. There was no blood on his chest, no wound other than a deep pain in his chest. That Lazer screwdriver had been the weapon, and it was a sharp pain, second only to that of the Dalek's extermination. The death had faded but the sting remained ( Read more... )

Jack waits inside the entrance of the tourist office for the arrival of Torchwood Three's newest employee. This is anything but planned, an invitation on a whim after seeing a spark within the man. Something he can't quite put his finger on, but a spark nonetheless ( Read more... )

Jack sat in his office, empty and alone. The Hub seemed bigger today. It seemed colder. If he listened he could hear the cold echo of water in the distance, dripping and flowing through pipes and against cold stone. It was late and the city above was sleeping, recharging ready for a new day ( Read more... )

Jack had told himself to stay out of trouble, to stick to the sidelines and not get involved. But that could only last so long. He couldn't sit back and let the world pass by, especially when the world could be so dark. He couldn't just let that happen and not try to do something about it. If he did that, perhaps then he truly would have failed ( Read more... )