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.

2498. Shaken, Not Stirred

Title: Shaken, Not Stirred

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Ianto, Jack,

Rating: PG

Written For: Challenge 774: Shake at torchwood100.

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: Ianto gets a rude awakening.

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

A/N: Double drabble.

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It was the shaking that woke Ianto up, although he was tired enough that he kept his eyes closed, refusing to be roused.

"Stop it, Jack. I only just got to bed and I'm damned if I'm getting up before morning for anything short of the world ending," he snapped irritably.

"Hey, don't blame me!" Jack muttered from the other side of the bed. "I'm not the one shaking all over; that was you. You woke me!"

"Did not." Ianto rolled over to face his lover, cracking one eye open. "I was asleep until you started shaking me."

"I didn't!"

Just then, the bed started shaking again and Ianto's other eye opened.

"Oh." Then his brain caught up and his eyes widened. "Earthquake!" Objects started falling off the nightstands and as he scrambled out of bed, Ianto heard something smash downstairs.

Jack blinked. "Huh. Haven't felt one of those in a while." Tugging the covers higher, he turned onto his side.

Ianto frowned at him. "What're you doing? You can't go back to sleep in the middle of an earthquake! What if the house collapses?"

The shaking stopped.

"It won't Come back to bed; we'll clean up in the morning."

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The End