Title: Edge of Battle
Pairing: Doctor/Jack, if you squint.
Summery: The Tenth Doctor and Jack Harkness share a moment.
Notes: This is a drabble, set in the upcoming series of Doctor Who, as I imagine it. I hope you enjoy it, and take the time to Review. If I'm Lucky, you might even read my other stories.
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who or Torchwood, the rights of which belong to the BBC. I make no money from this work of Fan Fiction, and I mean no harm.
There's a moment there, between the monsters and the nightmares, where only species separate the Captain from the Doctor. The humans and the monsters scream indistinguishable screams, and the world crests in that moment before it takes the final dive into the chaos. In the eye of the storm they exchange a glance. It's a glance of clashing steel and of renewed alliances. In that moment Jack sees through the Doctor and in turn the Doc sees past the Harkness grin. For a moment in the constant flux, they understand each other. In the eye of the storm, on the edge of another battle, the righteous darkness finds its' agent.