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.

2767. Bracing

Title: Bracing

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Ianto, Owen.

Rating: PG

Written For: Challenge 841: Brace / Braces at torchwood100.

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: Ianto has injured his knee.

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

A/N: Double drabble.

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"I thought you said it was just a sprain," Ianto grumbled, scowling at the knee brace Owen was insisting he wear.

"A bad sprain," Owen corrected. "Made worse by you trying to carry on as normal. You're aggravating the overstretched ligaments by refusing to rest it, making the joint more unstable than it already is. Knees are tricky. Keep going the way you are, and you're likely to give yourself a bad tear, or rupture the joint, which will mean surgery, crutches, and months of physio, with no guarantee it'll heal properly. So, your choice; two or three weeks in a knee brace, or…"

"Okay, you've made your point!" Ianto turned his scowl on Torchwood's medic. "Knee brace it is."

"Good, it'll support your knee while the ligaments heal. I'm prescribing some gentle exercises to help keep the joint flexible, but you still need to rest that leg as much as possible. And no trying to run!"

"Like I could in this contraption." Ianto stood up awkwardly. "Why can't I bend my leg?"

"That would be the knee brace. It's set to limit your range of movement."

"But the stairs…"

"One stair at a time." Owen smirked. "Take it slowly."

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The End