The Torchwood Drabble Files

by badly-knitted

A collection of Torchwood drabbles that continues to grow. Thanks to everyone who's making this possible. You're greatly appreciated, so I'm reinstating an old game - the writer of every 100th review gets to request a drabble/ficlet of their choice. Still using a T rating to cover anything I might write, just to be safe.

376. I Spy - Follows 'Third Time Lucky'

Title: I Spy - Sequel to 'Third Time Lucky?'

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Jack, Ianto

Rating: PG

Written For: Challenge 315 – Drone at tw100

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: Jack tests the drone's spying capabilities.

Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, or the characters.

A/N: For Bagting Hangin, who wanted Jack to use the drone this way. Here's a pair of drabbles.

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I love Janto: That's probably true, having to drive in traffic might not come as naturally to Jack as piloting various flying craft does.

Ianto does have confidence in Jack, but he also knows Jack can be quite reckless so he's not going to bet on the outcome; he'll wait and see!

Will Jack spy on Ianto? No comment! ;)

Thank you!

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sandysan2013: She doesn't trust blindly, but she's very supportive and encouraging, as well as very aware of the strengths and weaknesses of the people she works with. I think she sees more than Owen and Gwen do, she and Ianto are alike in that.

Thank you!

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Naturally, once the decision was made to field test the drone, the Rift decided not to cooperate. There wasn't so much as a hiccup from it for five long days; the team was left twiddling their thumbs, waiting for something to happen.

Jack was happy though, practising with the manual controls. Not that he actually needed the practice. Ianto suspected that was just a convenient excuse to spy on the team, or rather, on Ianto himself. He refused to give Jack the satisfaction of startling him and kept track of the drone's whereabouts at all times.

Or so he thought.

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OoOoOoOoO

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Ianto stripped off his overalls after cleaning the cells and stepped into the shower; the alien they'd brought in last week smelled dreadful, it would be a relief to wash away the stink.

The shower room door was locked for privacy, the noise of the water cascading over him effectively drowned out other sounds; knowing that no one would hear him, Ianto started singing.

Belting out his favourite song, he turned around and there was the drone, hovering outside the shower.

Fuck! Jack must have flown it down here before Ianto arrived!

He was SO going to pay for this!

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TBC in 'Field Testing Begins'