Characters: Jack, Ianto, Owen, Team.
Written For: Challenge 490: Signal at tw100.
Summary: Jack has a clever plan for catching an elusive alien. What could possibly go wrong?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
The creature they were trying to capture was proving elusive.
“We need a better plan,” Jack decided. “Ianto, you go up on the roof of that garage. You’re the tallest so you’ll be able to see furthest. I’ll be the bait and get that thing to chase me into this alley; the rest of you conceal yourselves behind the dumpsters, then when Ianto gives the signal, you jump out, throw the net over it, and jab it with the tranquilliser.”
“What’s the signal going to be?” Owen wanted to know.
“Set your comm. earpieces to receive and I’ll just say ‘now’,” Ianto told him. He turned to Jack. “Give me a leg up?”
Everything was set; Jack wandered around the area until he got the alien’s attention, then took off running towards the chosen alley with the creature lumbering after him. Swinging around the corner, he was just passing the dumpsters when a net fell over him and something sharp jabbed him in the arse. The alien fled.
Muzzily, Jack heard Ianto yell down from the garage, “That wasn’t the signal, you nitwits! I sneezed!”
‘Ah well,’ Jack thought as he passed out. ‘Back to the drawing board.’