Title: Like Weeds
Author: badly-knitted
Characters: Jack, mentions Ianto
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 314 – Weeds at tw100
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Jack muses on Torchwood's purpose while he watches over the people of Cardiff.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Thanks to asia27 who gave me the idea for this one.
A/N2: My fourth, and probably final, drabble for this challenge.
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I love Janto: Ianto is always very careful to protect the team's pets from anything that might prove harmful. He tries to do the same for the humans inhabiting ther Hub, but he's not as successful with that.
Jack just has to look at Ianto and his lower brain takes over. This can be inconvenient at times ;)
That sounds like a good deal, although hearing snow being shovelled in the early hours would be a bit annoying.
Thank you!
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Jack gazed down from the roof of the building he stood on, watching people coming and going, busy with their lives, unaware of how close they'd come to losing everything.
The latest alien threat had been stopped, but just barely in time.
Aliens were like weeds. You dealt with one lot and more popped up, some worse than others.
Jack chuckled to himself. That made Torchwood the gardeners, dealing with the weeds so that the less robust plants, humanity, could flourish. He'd have to remember to tell Ianto that; he had a feeling the analogy would appeal to his lover.
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The End
