Title: The Price Of Betrayal
Author: badly-knitted
Characters: Ianto, mentions Jack, team
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 275 – Scent at tw100
Spoilers: End Of Days.
Summary: Ianto counts the cost of the team's actions.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, or the characters
A/N: Apologies for the gloom, but this one needed to be written. Barring unforeseen circumstances, I'll be posting another, more cheerful drabble tomorrow so stay tuned!
As always, many thanks to my wonderful reviewers and my good friends who engage me in long, wonderfully rambly conversations about anything at all. You always brighten my day!
Ianto clutched Jack's coat to his face and breathed deeply. It smelled of Jack, that warm, tantalising aroma Jack had always said was 51st century pheromones.
Jack.
Tears stung Ianto's eyes as grief threatened to overwhelm him. Jack had told them he couldn't die, but now he lay lifeless in the morgue, the life force drained from him as he sacrificed himself to save the world.
It was all their fault. They'd let themselves be deceived by visions of loved ones long gone. Their betrayal had cost Jack his life.
Ianto's half-healed heart shattered inside him.
He should've stopped them.
The End