Title: No Dominion
Author: badly-knitted
Characters: Jack
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 297 – Seconds at tw100
Spoilers: They Keep Killing Suzie, Dead Man Walking, etc.
Summary: Jack, from death back to life.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: The last of my four drabbles for this week's challenge, and it's another one on the angsty side.
Meirionwen: Thank you *bows* Glad it amused =)
I love Janto: I think Torchwood needs a Rhys - too much junk food is bad for their health and Rhys loves cooking. It's a match made in heaven! He just needs to remember the team still need to be able to run after eating, lol! Thank you.
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Nothing exists in the dark place; not sound, not light. Not time. It's oppressive, an absence of everything, even of self. It should feel suffocating but with no physical form, breathing isn't required.
He's nothing, surrounded by nothingness, existing (if something that is nothing can be said to exist) in a timeless no-place.
Frozen between heartbeats, he waits until…
With shocking suddenness he's dragged from the dark, his first breath tearing his lungs, infinitely more painful than birth, and time re-starts; seconds ticking into minutes ticking into hours.
Death cannot hold him.
Jack's never sure if he's relieved or disappointed.
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The End
