Title: Silent Nights
Author: badly-knitted
Characters: Ianto.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 706: Quiet at torchwood100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto is alone in the Hub and the silence weighs on him.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
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The Hub is too quiet. Ianto stands on the catwalk overlooking the main area, listening to the almost complete silence. The only sounds are the faint hum of the computers in night-time mode, the barely audible whisper of the air conditioning, and an occasional soft rustling from up in Myfanwy's aerie.
The rest of the team left hours ago; Ianto has no doubt they think he left too. It never seems to occur to them that in Jack's absence someone needs to be on hand to monitor the Rift. Perhaps they think Ianto does so remotely from home, but he gave up his flat three weeks ago when the lease ran out, moved his belongings to an empty room in the archives, and took over Jack's bunker.
He feels more comfortable there, surrounded by Jack's belongings, and it cuts out the need to commute meaning that, in theory at least, he has more time for sleep.
Insomnia is an old friend. It used to be, Jack could wear them both out enough to get a few hours' rest, but now…
The silence gnaws at Ianto. He misses Jack's laughter, and all the little noises that made him feel less alone.
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The End