Title: Situations Vacant
Characters: Jack, mentions the rest of the team
Written For: Challenge 288, Week 2 – Reverse fandom – Last of the Summer Wine at tw100
Spoilers: Exit Wounds. (Sorry).
Summary: In the aftermath of Exit Wounds, Jack roams the Hub late at night.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Episode title = drabble title. It’s just easier that way. Sorry this one’s so sad.
All was dark and silent; Gwen had long since gone home and Ianto was sleeping fitfully in Jack’s bunk.
Jack couldn’t sleep; the events of the past 24 hours – or was it two thousand years? – whirling through his mind in an endless
Pausing by Tosh’s workstation, he ran fingertips over her keyboard. The thought flashed into his mind: She’d never use it again.
Finally stepping into the autopsy bay, once Owen’s domain, he stopped. Ianto had cleaned, scrubbing until his hands were raw, but in his mind Jack could still see blood.
And empty places where friends should be.