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.

904. Morning Sun

Title: Morning Sun

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Ianto

Rating: G

Written For: Challenge 382: Gold/Golden at tw100

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: Another day dawns for Ianto and Torchwood.

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

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Guest: Jack will make sure Ianto rests, but he may have to keep him handcuffed to the bed to prevent him from going on any more unauthorised rescue missions! The socks are getting reacquainted in private ;)

Thank you!

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The sun was rising, a golden ball slowly separating itself from the horizon, embarking on its daily voyage across the heavens. It did the same thing every day, just usually there were clouds blocking the view.

Not today though, for once the sky was a cloudless blue, a welcome change after the high winds and rain that had been battering the whole of Britain lately. If it weren't so cold, Ianto thought it would be rather pleasant, but he was currently freezing his arse off after a night spent chasing aliens.

Shame nobody appreciated Torchwood's efforts to keep Cardiff safe!

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The End