The day of the Battle of Canary Wharf, Torchwood London As Ianto exited the lift on that ill-fated morning, he noticed a young girl sitting in the waiting area. At the time, he had thought it strange that someone so young would be sitting unattended in the Torchwood building. He wondered briefly about the strange… View Post
Jack watched Ianto storm out of the boardroom, too shocked to even think about trying to stop him. He glanced at the photograph of himself with the Captain again. How had that photo even been taken? Jack was sure Bilis hadn’t been on the dance floor with them and he hadn’t seen the flash from… View Post
Owen was starting to get fidgety. His hands shook from the effort of keeping himself under control after the shock of seeing and touching Diane and he just couldn’t seem to sit still. He had lost track of how long he had been left alone in the boardroom. Since Ianto had been taken away and… View Post
Ianto looked up, suddenly aware he had sat there looking at the photo in his hand for several minutes. Jack had always been a flirt; Ianto knew that. He had accepted it long ago and it had never been an issue for him. Ianto was confident that no matter how much Jack flirted he would… View Post
Time seemed to stand still as the two groups stared at each other. The Torchwood team looking down from the boardroom, and Bilis Manger and the committee looking up from where they had spread out around the Hub. Ianto looked over to Jack from where he was seated at the table. “Jack, that’s Bilis Manger…”… View Post
The three hours it took for Ianto to revive was the first time Jack had had a chance to slow down after returning to the current time. It gave Jack plenty of time to think about what had happened and what could have happened. Jack felt something approaching guilt as it started to sink in… View Post
Jack stared at Owen, shock written all over his face. The last thing Jack had expected to hear was that Ianto was still alive. “How?” Owen looked at Suzie uncertainly. How had Jack even known something had happened to Ianto? They deliberately hadn’t said anything to Gwen while she was at The Ritz, wanting Jack… View Post
Unable to find anything of interest, Gwen came out of The Ritz. She turned back and looked around outside of the building when she heard some music coming from within. A voice from behind her made her jump. “Can I help you?” Gwen gasped and turned around. “I’m the caretaker. Bilis Manger at your service.”… View Post
As he stood there with the pain shooting through his arm, the world around Jack turned dark, his eyes closed and the sounds of the 1940s faded away. Jack saw himself back in the Hub. He saw Owen and Suzie standing in front of Tosh’s workstation, looking at a series of rift alerts. A fresh… View Post
When Ianto awoke the following morning, he was alone. He stretched out in the empty bed with a quiet sigh and tried not to feel too disappointed. Even though he preferred to wake up with Jack there with him, he was no longer surprised when Jack disappeared during the night. He also knew it had… View Post
A locked door was all that greeted the Torchwood team when they arrived at the building. Other than a familiar looking white van with blue markings, there was nothing to show this building was even being used. There were no parked cars crowding the streets, no lights were visible from the street and there was… View Post
When Gwen was suspended and off chasing ghosts, Ianto and Jack had spent practically the entire weekend chasing Weevils. The rapport they had developed in their personal relationship easily transferred itself to their professional relationship. They found they worked well together, instinctively falling into a routine in a short amount of time. Jack soon learnt… View Post
The sudden sound of Jack’s phone ringing brought their kiss to an abrupt end. Jack reluctantly reached into his coat pocket to pull out his phone with one hand, his other arm keeping a firm hold around Ianto’s waist. “Gwen,” he mouthed in response to Ianto’s curious look. Jack and Ianto kept their eyes locked… View Post
Bilis Manger leant over Ianto’s bed, his hands clasped tightly to the sides of Ianto’s head. A manic smile was showing on his face and his eyes had partially closed as he stood there, seemingly absorbing the feelings of pain and humiliation emanating from the dreaming man below him. “Are you sure we have to… View Post
Gwen stood in between the two silent men, feeling confused and wondering why things had changed so much for her. It had been a week now since she had solved the case that Ianto had claimed wasn’t a case, and had located the Dogon sixth eye which now resided in the Torchwood Hub where it… View Post
There’s a popular fairy tale that has been handed down from generation to generation, from parent to child, for many years. It has changed form slightly over the centuries, as all stories do. View Post