I do not own Torchwood, or any of the characters in this piece except for Skye Iwasaki who is my own creation.
Chapter Three
Skye gave Toshiko a warm smile as she joined her at the desk, prompting only a brief shy glimpse in response before the Japanese woman rose to fetch an extra chair for the new girl. Skye pouted again, drawing off her trenchcoat to reveal that her jeans and white t-shirt beneath were also soaked through, the top now fully see through. She sighed, resting her hands on her hips as she turned in the direction Jack had gone in.
"Jack, I nee'..."
"Towels, new top and jeans, Miss."
Ianto gave her a hint of a smile as he set the pile down beside her, his eyes dropping just long enough to take in the metal bands around both of her wrists along with what looked like a large black tattoo on her right arm.
Skye followed his gaze, swallowed as their eyes met as she returned her gaze to his face. He'd recognised her for certain and, unless the team had really dug through every single old record, he'd be the only one in the building except Jack to know exactly what and who she was.
"I..."
"Ianto Jones. I was a...er...secretary to Torchwood One when you joined..."
"Yes...I know who you are..."
Skye took a moment to scan his face for any sign that he was about to be a threat, her mind flicking back to the two years she'd spent locked in the vaults. Nobody had come to her or her brother for anything other than to monitor or attempt to torture information out of them. Nobody except a well groomed young man in a suit who'd brought them their food, talked to her, bandaged her wrists after the bands had been put on to stem the bleeding, then once when Tam had been being examined they'd...
"You're less colourful this time..."
"Hmm?"
"Your hair...it's...calmer this time...Skye"
A faint smile flickered over her lips as she turned her back to the rest of the team, drawing off the sopping wet t-shirt she was wearing to hand it to him before she pulled on the clean one he'd brought her. His size, not hers, like before. When he'd given her that name because he couldn't manage her full one, after the deep blue sheen to her hair.
Ianto watched her silently as she changed, folding up the clothes she handed back to him. She'd barely changed, bar that her weight was healthier and she looked a lot stronger this time around...and the fear had disappeared from her expression. She was still her, though, still beautiful, impossibly clever...
"Jack needs to sort out my old room here. Could you remind him for me?"
"Already took the liberty for you. Although..."
"Although?"
Skye raised an eyebrow, unable to stop a Jack-like smirk appearing on her lips as she took a step to him, thoughly enjoying the slight shyness that came over Ianto's face. She watched him glance around to check they were unwatched before he touched her fingers lightly against hers.
"There's a spare room at mine if you like...it overlooks the river...gives you a break from Jack should you need it...just a suggestion."
Skye gave him a little nod, the smile remaining on her face as she let herself squeeze his fingers briefly before seperating as she heard Toshiko's approaching footsteps.