Characters: Ianto, Meriel, Tosh.
Written For: Challenge 525: Lost at tw100.
Summary: Ianto suffers every parent’s worst nightmare.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Ianto was frantic; he’d only taken his eyes off her for a minute or two, but when he’d turned back she was gone! He’d lost his daughter; he was the world’s worst parent! Jack would kill him!
‘I shouldn’t have brought her to the Hub!’ he thought desperately. ‘She’s too little, too defenceless! What if Myfanwy snatched her? What if she ate her? What possessed me?’
He knew the answer to that; Jack had left his laptop at home, he was going to need it, so Ianto had decided to drop it off before going to the supermarket. It was a nice day and he hadn’t felt like being cooped up in the flat. Much as he loved his daughter, spending a whole day with only Meriel and Nosy for company sometimes got a bit much. Meriel was barely three months old and not the most scintillating conversationalist. Sometimes he just felt the need to talk to an adult.
Now he felt horribly selfish. He could have called one of the team to collect Jack’s laptop, then he wouldn’t have lost the baby!
“She’s growing so fast!” Tosh said.
Turning, Ianto breathed a sigh of relief; not lost, only borrowed.