Something forgotten
This is a Tosh one, with a little Owen thrown in. It's more Tosh's thought on something she can't quite out her finger on…This one is set a couple of days after Adam, so you can probably guess what it's about! Hope you enjoy it! I've loved all the reviews I've got so far!
I do not own Doctor Who, Torchwood etc. If I did, it would probably be the Jack and Ianto show so just as well!
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Toshiko couldn't quite pin it down but it was there. It was defiantly there. Only she wasn't quite sure what it was or where there was…
It was…it was…it wasn't really a memory, no, that would imply she remembered what or who was giving her this feeling but try as she might, she couldn't.
It had been three days since the 'missing 48 hours'. That was confusing Tosh enough itself. Somehow she and the other members of the team had lost a whole two days to god knows where. The CCTV footage had been wiped or either destroyed and the only thing out of place was Ianto's diary that had been sprawled on the floor, so very carelessly. So very unlike Ianto. Jack didn't seem to know. That bothered Tosh. Jack always knew. But worst, Jack didn't even seem to care that much. Maybe like he had some subconscious warning telling him not to probe into what wasn't there. Or maybe it wasn't so much it wasn't there but it shouldn't be there. Either way, Tosh didn't know. After the first couple of days Gwen and Owen dropped their constant questioning as well. It was like they too knew that Jack didn't know and if Jack didn't know then there was a high chance no one on this earth would know either.
But Tosh hadn't forgotten. She couldn't. Not when there was something keeping her away at night, It was a little like a dream you might once of had. The ones where you would wake up from a dreamlike state where you where who you really wanted to be in the places you were meant to be. But when you wake up, you cannot remember any of that, only the beautiful out of this world feeling that it caused you. Tosh couldn't even put her finger on that feeling. It was a name on the tip of her tongue that her conscious would not let her remember. She tried to feel the name with her tongue, crafting each syllable with her mouth, working her teeth logically through the problem but it never worked. That was a first for Tosh. In her world logic always worked.
At work, she acted normal, like she was doing now, sitting at her computer, like everyone expected, working on this and that, watching Owen get out of anything that looked remotely like paper work. Yet inside her head was a mess of scrabbled up though processes. If only she could reach out and touch whatever it was. Then maybe she could feel it again. Memories flashed back, memories of Mary, of the few past lovers she'd had and of…of… It was no use, it wouldn't come. But instead, when she opened her eyes, it was Owen who was there in front of her. The thing that wasn't there was something like…like she imagined her and Owen might have in her wildest dreams. Was that love? No, wouldn't love be…warmer?
And then there was the mystery of the flowers. The flowers with the note that was defiantly from Owen, telling her he was sorry. Sorry for what? Owen didn't seem to know. In fact he denied buying them all together. The flowers were now positioned in a glass flower vase on her desk, courtesy of Ianto. Tosh hadn't really decided what she had wanted to do with them but after a day of leaving them sitting there, it seemed Ianto had decided for her. Which was probably better. Knowing herself, she would have probable let them sit there until they were dropping leaves over her computer. But still…she wondered…
Sometimes, when she is just about to drift off to sleep or maybe wake up in the morning…sometimes Tosh thinks she hears a voice, sees someone next to her on the other side of the bed. Sometimes she reached out to them but they are always gone, in a bright light before she can reach them. Never does she tell hem to wait. Then, when she wakes up, its gone and all that's left it a butterfly in some far off part of her heart and a new day, fresh for exploring.
Hope that was ok!
Love you all
Jyra
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