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.

2418. Oversight

Title: Oversight

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Ianto, Jack.

Rating: PG

Written For: Challenge 754: Door at torchwood100.

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: Ianto has forgotten something important.

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

A/N: Double drabble.

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Something tapped Ianto on the shoulder, making him jump. Blinking owlishly, he turned to find Jack behind him and realised he must have almost fallen asleep while filing; good thing he was putting paperwork away in Jack's office rather than the archives.

"Come on, I'm taking you home. You're about dead on your feet."

"What time is it?" Ianto peered blearily at his wristwatch.

"Too late for you to still be here."

"But I've got work to do!"

"Ianto, you've been standing there staring at the file in your hand for almost eight minutes; I was timing you. Safe to say the state you're in, you could stay there the rest of the night and still not get anything done. Now, no more arguments; you need sleep so I'm driving you home."

Realising there was nothing he could do to change Jack's mind, Ianto allowed himself to be led to his car and driven back to the modest terraced house he called home. With Jack behind him, he shambled up the path to his front door and stopped.

"Aren't you going to let us in?" Jack prompted.

Ianto sighed. "I would, but I left my keys back at the Hub."

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The End