Rifts Are Strange Things

by thecolouryes

A series of drabbles, like "Five More Minutes", this time with the Torchwood Team, both Welsh and American at different times . 2 NEW: "Ice Cream" "Philadelphia"

2. Duct Tape

Rifts Are Strange Things

Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood. I am not that mean, to leave us the way he did.

A/N: This idea I got from a fanfic. It was just one (rather insignificant) line in a fanfic written by cjh4ever, whose stuff I'm really becoming a fan of.

Chapter 2: Duct Tape (100 words)

"Has anyone seen Ianto?" Jack called through the hub. The strange teenager who refused to leave suddenly snorted loudly. The four adults in the room turned to look at her.

"What did you do?" Gwen asked warily. The teen laughed, then pulled a picture out of her pocket. It showed the SUV, with the words "I WAS HERE" written in duct tape on the side.

"You didn't..." Tosh began.

"Good job!" Owen congratulated, patting her on the back.

"So where is he?" asked Jack, not having seen the picture.

"He's been scraping duct tape off for well over two hours."

A/N: Heh.

Speaking of duct tape, my friend's boyfriend has a car that's completely held together by the stuff.