Stimulus: Teacher
Spoilers: None
POV: Ianto
Dedication: Mr Sherlock, who will hopefully never read this because I'm sure it is rife with historical inaccuracies.
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood. I do own a hell of a lot of (unfinished) history questions that are glaring at me from my desk, though. Gah.
AN: School tomorrow… this was inspired by the best teacher ever, Mr Sherlock, who has managed to
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Sometimes, Ianto thinks Jack would have made a great teacher.
"…and there was this big debate over whether the assassination was a big cover up by the American Government or whether, y'know, it was who they said it was."
"Lee Harvey Oswold," Gwen clarified.
"Right. Personally from where I was sitting on the grassy knoll it didn't look like the shot was coming from the book depository at all. Magic bullet indeed."
"You were there?" Ianto frowned.
"Oh, yeah. I was with the FBI that day. The Doctor had said, but I just wanted to see if he was telling the truth or not." Jack sighed wistfully and eyed Ianto with a thoughtful look that made him want to grin and run away screaming oh God no at the same time. "Boy, I miss JFK…"
Yes, Jack would have been a good teacher.
"Boy, I miss JFK…"
But then again…
"He had a real sensitive point right there – just behind his right ear. You shoulda seen Jackie's face when I pointed it out." He paused thoughtfully once more. "Kinda like you, Ianto."
The horrified silence was broken only when, thank god, a rift alert came in. Ianto had never been quite so pleased to see Blowfish.
Maybe not.