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.

2407. No Comment

Title: No Comment

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Jack, OC.

Rating: PG

Written For: Challenge 751: Outside at torchwood100.

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: Some people have no right to interfere with Torchwood's business.

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

A/N: Double drabble.

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They're Torchwood, outside the government, beyond the police, answerable only to the crown, the most super-secret alien-hunting organisation in the world, so how come the Prime Minister is trying to tell them how to do their job? It's bad enough the Cardiff police getting pissy every time Jack and his team take over a crime scene to deal with something the boys and girls in blue wouldn't know how to handle, but the government?

Not to mention the politicians currently making a complete hash of running the country don't even know what it is Torchwood actually does; their security clearance is nowhere near high enough. Besides, they'd probably either faint, or panic and hide under their beds, refusing to come out, if they saw the kinds of things Torchwood has to face on a good day.

"If you're not happy with my answers, Prime Minister, I suggest you talk to our Commander in Chief."

"I thought you were in charge!"

"I'm head of Torchwood Cardiff, but I take my orders from our reigning monarch." Jack leaned back in his seat. "If Lizzie tells me to read you in, I will. Until then, all I'm authorised to tell you is goodbye."

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The End