Title: Retreat
Author: badly-knitted
Characters: Ianto, Owen, Jack.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 735: Reverse at torchwood100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto is forced to take evasive action.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
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Ianto slammed his feet on the brake and clutch pedals simultaneously, bringing the SUV to a jarring emergency stop, and causing Owen in the backseat to almost drop his gun, which he'd been checking.
"What the fuck are you playing at, Teaboy?" He scrabbled on the floor for the clip which he'd accidentally ejected, fingers closing on it just as the SUV jolted again, this time going backwards at speed as Ianto slammed it into reverse.
"Hold on to your hats!" Ianto's eyes were flicking between the wing mirrors, the rear-view mirror, and the rutted track they'd been driving along as he shoved his foot down hard on the accelerator, going backwards at least twice as fast as he'd being going forwards only a few moments before.
"Slow down, you idiot! Are you tryin' to get us all killed?"
"No!" Ianto snapped, voice tight. "I'm trying to keep us alive!"
"Hold her steady!" On the passenger side, Jack was halfway out the open window, Webley in hand, taking aim.
Owen leaned around the driver's seat and went pale at the sight of the massive T-Rex bearing down on them, jaws agape.
"Bloody hell! Forget what I just said; go faster!"
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The End
