Disclaimer- I do not have the pleasure of owning Torchwood. If I did, there would be less aliens and more beautiful Welsh vowels. As you can tell by the aliens, the BBC has the honour of owning the show.
Spoilers- All seasons, including CoE
Rating- T
Synopsis- A series of random short drabbles centred on our favourite Teaboy and his Captain
General Notes- Inspired by lots of different things. These drabbles are one-shots, completely unrelated.
Chapter Notes- Wow, I've neglected this for too long! *blushes* Anyway, I wrote this one at New Year's and completely forgot to post it. So it's a bit late, but hope you enjoy anyway.
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New Understandings
As a general rule, alien invasions wait for no holiday. New Year's Eve was no exception. As a consequence, the entire team were cooped up in the Hub tracking half a dozen suspicious lights as the New Year ticked closer and closer. As he waited for the seventh pot of coffee of the shift to brew, Ianto gazed round at his teammates. Owen was down in the autopsy bay, performing an emergency autopsy with very bad grace. Tosh was totally absorbed by her computer screen as she ran a couple of tests on police footage of the aforementioned suspicious lights. Gwen gazed unseeingly at a stack of police reports as she argued with Rhys over the phone. Jack paced the grating outside his office impatiently, glowering at Gwen and yet not saying anything: Ianto knew he would have the turn of the millennium on his mind as he forcefully reminded himself that the Welshwoman needed a life outside of Torchwood. In fact, Ianto was surprised that he hadn't let her go already. He could have looked through the police reports himself, with greater efficiency and a much better grace. Yet at the back of his mind, he knew why Gwen was still in the Hub: Jack needed his whole team under his eye, where he could constantly reassure himself that they were all alive. The Captain needed to know that he wasn't going to lose them. And as he placed five coffee mugs on a tray and gave the Hub one final sweep with his eyes before stepping out of the kitchen, Ianto understood perfectly.