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.

351. In The Shadows

Title: In The Shadows

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Ianto, Jack

Rating: PG

Written For: Challenge 313 – Open at tw100. Prompt used is Challenge 12: Shadows.

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: You never know what the shadows might be hiding.

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

A/N: My fifteenth drabble for this challenge.

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I love Janto: Jack knows how to motivate his team - a little healthy competition can be a good thing. Or maybe he just likes winning ;)

Tosh is having fun now, but studying the data discs is what she's really looking forward to. Ianto is curious too.

Thank you.

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Guest: Ch. 349 - Well, the prompt was for Beatles song titles and looking at the list, that was the most outrageous so I had to try to do something with it. I like a challenge, LOL!

I have a quote on my livejournal, actually a line from a song, that's kinda become my motto. When you think about it, a lot of song titles and lines from songs get adopted into popular culture, I can easily see that trend carrying through into the future far beyond where anyone actually remembers where they came from originally.

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Guest: Ch. 350 - The Torchwood team are hardy souls, and anyway, bobbing gently on an almost unruffled pond is a far cry from being on a ship at the mercy of the waves. They're having a great time, though I'm sure Jack will start complaining if he falls in. Which, knowing Jack, is almost a given. ;)

Thank you!

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When you're Torchwood, you learn to watch the shadows; anything could lurk in the concealment they provide.

Dark alleys are favourite haunts for Weevils, keeping them hidden while they stalk the unwary, but there are other threats on Cardiff's streets. Aliens of all kinds slip through the Rift, from small, scuttling spider-mice, to hulking Hoix… and worse.

Shadows aren't all bad though; sometimes their dark depths shelter the alien hunters rather than the aliens themselves.

"You know, I have a perfectly good bed at home," muttered Ianto.

"Where's the fun in that?" Jack replied, getting down to business.

"Can't imagine…"

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The End