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.

379. Taking Hart - Follows 'Identified'

Title: Taking Hart - Sequel to 'Identified'

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Ianto, Tosh, Jack, Owen, John Hart

Rating: PG

Written For: Challenge 315 – Drone at tw100

Spoilers: Minor for KKBB (sort of) and Exit Wounds (my AU version).

Summary: The team arrive on the scene to take Hart into custody.

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

A/N: And yet another pair of drabbles.

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I love Janto: Thankfully, Ianto is too distracted by John's presence to really pay much attention to what Jack's saying. Dealing with John is his priority. Jack's not really happy either. He'll tease Ianto, that's automatic, but his mind is mostly on finding out why Hart has returned.

Ianto is coming up with a lot of very inventive ways to take revenge on John Hart, most of which are completely impractical but very satisfying to consider.

The line forms behind the Torchwood team, and it gets longer every day. Not all the people lining up want to hurt or kill Hart though ;)

Thank you!

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SV: Yeah, that's the problem with John Hart - he's got so many kinks, practically any punishment anyone could come up with would be his idea of fun, greeted with eager enthusiasm and cries of "Can we do that again?"

John would love it if Jack put him on a leash. Or if Ianto did. Or if Tosh did... The worst thing the team could possibly do to John Hart would be to ignore him completely.

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"Tosh, when we modify the drone we're adding a laser, maybe a machine gun," Ianto told his friend as he glared at his screen.

Tosh kept her head down, hiding her smile.

"The laser's a possibility; a machine gun wouldn't be practical, it would add too much weight."

"Pity. How long 'til we get there?" That question was aimed at Jack who was driving, staring grimly ahead.

"Five minutes. Hang on to your seats, this could get a bit rough," Jack replied, hitting the flashing lights and stamping on the accelerator.

No one complained; they all had scores to settle.

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OoOoOoOoO

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The SUV screeched to a halt and the team piled out, surrounding Hart, their guns aimed at various parts of his anatomy. Hart didn't seem the least bit perturbed.

"Well, if it isn't team Torchwood, been wondering when you'd show up. Figured that must be yours." He pointed up at the drone, where it was still hovering above, recording the scene, then turned to Tosh. "Nifty little toy, you make it?"

Tosh nodded.

"With Ianto's help."

"Eye Candy? Huh, never figured you'd have brains as well!"

Jack shoved Hart against the wall.

"Owen, frisk and cuff him. Don't be gentle."

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TBC in 'Questions'