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A CofE fix it story. What if things had happened differently? What if they knew in advance?
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters (if only I did, for starters I wouldn't be writing this fic!)
A/N: This story was inspired by a new friend who desperately wanted to keep Ianto alive. The idea is now buzzing around in my head but writing time may be severely limited due to university commitments (i.e. I'm supposed to work rather then procrastinate and write fic...)
Sorry to anyone reading anything else of mine, all my bunnies have run away I'm afraid but I'm gradually coaxing them back...
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Dread filled the captain's heart as he the reality of what he was about to do struck him. He was about to send 12 children to, to what exactly he didn't know. He'd been told that they would 'live forever' but he knew exactly what that curse meant and he wouldn't wish it on anyone, let alone these kids.
"Walk into the light children." He told them, keeping his voice friendly, yet emotionless. One boy stayed by his side, unsure of what to do.
"It's safe though, isn't it?"
Jack nodded, "Yeah, its safe." He replied, gently encouraging the boy forwards. Moments later there was a blinding flash of white light and the children vanished.
Gasping for breath she tucked herself behind the nearest car, hoping to avoid prying eyes. She shouldn't be here, and only one person should see her. Peering through the window of the jeep she could be pretty certain this vehicle belonged to the man she was looking for; the lack of personal items being the biggest giveaway. She quietly opened the back door and hid herself in the shadows to await the owner.
Jack had done his bit, he'd delivered the children as he'd promised and now he was done. He could hardly bare to think about what he'd just done, let alone dwell on it. 'Maybe they really are in paradise.' The words danced through his head, jeering at him, trying to make him feel even worse.
He opened the door and slumped heavily into the driver's seat, letting out a sigh as he did so before burying his head in his hands on the steering wheel, glad he'd left his jeep here earlier and didn't have to drive the bus back to the depot. Even in the privacy of his own jeep he could feel the ghosts, the disapproval.
"Jack?" said a small voice from behind him, pulling him back to his senses. Reaching for his gun he spun around to face the back seats, aiming at the darkest area of shadows where the owner of the voice must be hidden.
"Jack, I need to talk to you. Put the gun down. Please." Said a woman as she moved forward slightly, showing her face for the first time. "It's about the children."
Jack's face hardened, he'd never seen this woman before and he knew everyone who was involved with the handover, at least their faces if not their names. "What are you talking about?" he growled, refusing to lower his revolver.
The woman took a deep breath, considering how best to explain herself. "My names Gwen Cooper, and I've just jumped across from an alternate universe to warn you about the future."
Jack looked at the woman, considering the truth of this statement. It was unlikely that people would come out with such a tale unless it was true, after all, it was a hard thing to make up. He looked the woman up and down, if she was from the future then it must be the near future, her clothing placed her in the 21st century. "From the future hu?" he asked, sarcasm creeping into his voice just a little.
The woman nodded slowly, "Your future Jack. Torchwood." She reached into her pocket and slowly drew out a dark object.
"Where did you get that?" Jack growled, aiming his gun more purposefully at Gwen's chest as he recognised the object, a vortex manipulator.
"You gave it to me, so I could come here and warn you." She cringed slightly at her sentence, realising that it technically made no sense at all. "I'm sorry Jack, but I can't stay here long, you're just going to have to listen to me and trust what I tell you. They're going to come back and only you can stop things being even worse. They're going to come back and they're going to want more children next time."
Jack lowered his gun slightly, this was not what he wanted to hear.
Well, What do you think? Please review!
This is only the prologue but I need to know if its worth continuing and what sort of ideas people have about what direction this is going in.
I'm not entirely sure where this story will end up going, please be aware of the rating changing etc. :)
