Title: ABCs—Torchwood style.

Rating: T+ (subject to change later…and it will…)

Summary: Basically, something from Torchwood or related to Torchwood that starts with a different letter of the alphabet. Due to discrepancies between my coauthor and I, some may have more than one entry—but it will all be posted as one chapter. These can include anything from seriously scary shit to mindless, still scary, crack. All pairings included in this I think. If you have any suggestions let us know and we might include them :D

A/N from Tobie: Yeah, don't ask how we came up with this. You'll be very, very sorry you did. This is just another little bit of insanity concocted by Kat and I. If you haven't run screaming from our other stories, this one might just do it. If you survive this—congratulations! You're immune to insanity :D Enjoy everyone!!

Right, so this is an extremely short drabble to start things off. It's only 122 words. I highly doubt they'll all be this short, which is either a good thing or a bad thing, I haven't decided yet.

Considering it's me and Kat writing this, it's probably going to be bad But it a good way!

A is for Adam

By Tobie

He sat back and watched, just watched. It was almost too perfect. Jack had made on mistake in retconing himself there in the cells. He had forgotten about that man, Gwen's fiancée—Rhys. He still remembered. Somewhere in the back of his mind he remembered the strange new bloke who had come around with Jack when Gwen had lost her mind.

And all it took was one person.

One person to remember him.

And on he lived.

So now, he waits. Waits for the perfect time to strike. Waits for the perfect time to come back and pay Jack back for what had happened, what the man had done.

It wouldn't be too long now.

And besides, he was a patient man.



A/N from Kat: Yea, basically what Tobie said. If you have made it through all our fics, congrats. You are either immune to our insanity, or you are just as insane as us. I vote for the latter but that's just my opinion! - Also, yea don't ask us how we came up with this. Not a good idea. None what-so-ever. And this is only 221 words long. Tobie and I are too much alike lol.

A is for Alcohol

By Kat

Alcohol, lots and lots of alcohol. It was everywhere. Empty beer bottles littered the conference room table, as well as two bottles of Jack Daniels, Goose, and many other bottles of alcohol. There wasn't a bottle in the Hub that hadn't be consumed.

Owen, of course, had insisted on everyone playing 'I Never'. A game that everyone had played before, and had always swore to never play again while hung-over. But there they all were, playing that blasted game.

Gwen was leaning her head on the table, drool dripping out the side of her mouth. Her eyes were falling shut, but then she'd open them again. Struggling to stay conscious.

Tosh was attempting to count to 100 in some alien language she had taught herself from the many archives Torchwood had on file.

Ianto was attempting to reach the phone from his spot on the floor to call for a pizza. His arm was out stretched before him, but he of course couldn't reach. He was a good 4 feet away from the phone.

Owen was fast asleep on top of the conference table with a beer bottle in his mouth that he had been nursing before he passed out.

And Jack, being...well, Jack, was leaning against the doorframe shaking his head at his poor friends inability to hold their liquor.

Next, 'B' if for….Review if you want to find out

Peace out readers!