Title: Ellie Maddock

Pairings/Characters: Jack/Ianto, Rhys/Gwen, Captain Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones, Gwen Cooper, Rhys Williams, OC

Warnings: Actual a Fairly Angsty story, sorry, fluffiness thrown in

Summary: Ellie Maddock has a rough life, what happens when she falls through the rift and finds herself twenty seven years in the future? (OC's POV)

Author Notes: Honestly, this started as a rant to my parents about how they're not the only ones who get depressed, then I added Torchwood and here we are haha I hope you enjoy

Disclaimer: I wish I owned Torchwood 'cause then I'd be all like "Hey, back off, Ianto belongs to me!" but I don't.

Prologue

Someone once said to me that it was natural for a girl my age to feel the way I feel. Is that true? Does every sixteen year old girl wish she could just end her life, right when everyone seems to say it's just begun? Does every girl think about the ways she could end it?

I've been through so many in my head. There was drowning but according to my sources, it's impossible to force that on yourself. Something about survival instinct or reflex, I can't remember. Guns were out of the question, I'd never touched one in my life which is a shame really because that could be a fairly quick way out. Then there's the ever so traditional noose but where the hell am I supposed to get rope?

If I had my way I'd be locked in a room with no air. That'd be quick and painless, just like going to sleep. For now I'm stuck with razors and wrists and blood I wish would keep seeping from my wounds. For now I'm stuck living with a smile plastered on my face and a laugh that was like poison in my throat. Hmm...poison...no, where would I get it? I guess it doesn't matter. This is the crazy life of Ellie Maddock, at least it was before the likes of Torchwood came into it. Everything changed when I met them, when I met Gwen Cooper.

Chapter One - It Started With A Welcoming

I woke with a head ache I couldn't get rid of. It was so strong, one of my strongest ones. The light had been blinding but I couldn't rememeber where it had come from, only that it had come in the night. I looked around me, trying to figure out where it was I had ended up. I was in the middle of a street and it was dark. Must be night still.

I pushed myself into a sitting position on the cold, stoney floor, my head still spinning. It felt like the world was moving around me so quickly...or maybe that was me. I couldn't be sure. I got to my feet, nearly falling over as I did and leaned against a nearby wall for support. I dragged myself forward, needing to figure out where it was I had ended up.

I looked around the empty street, unsure of how to feel. Feelings had become so hard for me, it was always best to not feel at all. I moved forward one step at a time. I wanted to sleep for a year and wake up back where I knew I was. I couldn't though, I was trapped and I had to see this through, at least for now.

I moved out into the open, there was no one. Walking down those roads...well more like stumbling, I walked further until I saw lights, sparkling lights and I couldn't help but head in that direction. I sat on the steps there and tried to think logically about what could've happened.

I leaned over, not even thinking about why I was lying along the step but I didn't care. I had no where to go, nothing left. My head was on the cold, hard floor. It almost seemed to soothe the dull throbbing of the ache inside.

"You can't keep running forever Ellie." A voice I remembered but couldn't quite put my finger on flowed through my head.

Her face was clear in my mind. I had spoken to her so often but I could never be bothered with a name. Why did she have to be in my head now? I didn't care for her, I never would.

"There are lots of families who would love you, why won't you let them?"

I wished she was there, for me to yell in her face and tell her that she has me wrong. She doesn't...didn't...know me at all.

"Hey..." I jumped when I heard a voice, sitting up quickly.

"Hi." I murmured, smiling reassuringly.

Reassuring smiles are the only ones I can manage, I don't know about anyone else but somehow I think they're the easiest.

"Are you okay?"

I looked up at the man talking to me, trying to figure out why he was. What was the point? I'm not worth anyone's time.

"Fine."

"You don't look it."

"Well, you know it's cold."

The man chuckled, "How old are you?"

"No offence but, what's it got to do with you?"

"Just concerned, that's all."

"Well don't be, I'm fine."

"How old are you?" He repeated, a little sterner this time.

"Sixteen." I finally answered.

For some reason it seemed like he could help me. I don't know why, I just knew he could.

"Where are your parents?"

"They...it doesn't matter. I don't really have any." I looked at the floor as I said it, my voice a quiet whisper.

I didn't want to be here anymore. It was crazy, I know, but I wanted to be back where I had been before all of this, I wanted to be at the closest place I could call home.

"Do you have anywhere to stay?"

"...No."

"Come on, I'll get you set up at my place, see if we can find you somewhere after that, okay?" He smiled reassuringly at me.

I looked at him, to the ground and then down the streets.

"It's okay, really."

"I'm not going to just leave you out here."

He held out a hand and I reluctantly took it. Something about him...he knew pain, he had seen it first hand. I could see it in those bold, blue and somehow cold eyes. I groaned as he pulled me to my feet.

"You okay?" He asked again and I could hear the concern flowing through his words.

"It's just a head ache, I'll be fine."

"Okay, come on. I have some pain killers at my place, maybe they'll help."

I looked at him once more. I know what most people would be thinking here. Stranger danger, stranger danger! Look at me, I'm sixteen wishing I was dead and I've woken up somewhere, god knows where. Some how stranger danger was the least of my concerns. I went with him, I had a good feeling about him.

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I covered my face with the quilt he'd given me. The couch was so soft, so comfortable. It'd been a while since I'd felt comfort. He was in the other room but I could hear little things he said on the phone.

"She's fine...no Jack...I wouldn't want to freak her out...well then you can...no...I'm not saying that...okay...okay! I should go to bed Jack, it's late...yeah you too...I'll see you in the morning."

I couldn't be bothered thinking through what he had said. I was just too tired. It was mere seconds before I had my eyes firmly shut and I allowed sleep to take me.

Let me know if this is worth continuing please?

Cheers,
Gabz
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