Characters: Ianto, Jack, mentions Tosh and Owen.
Written For: Challenge 542: Replace at tw100.
Spoilers: Post Exit wounds.
Summary: With two members of the team dead, the other three will have to rebuild, whether they like the idea or not.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble. Sorry =(
Tosh and Owen were gone, the team whittled down to three people. They tried to carry on without their friends, but their hearts had been ripped out. Tosh had been beautiful and brilliant, a genius without peer, and Owen had been surly and sarcastic, but a good friend, and a better doctor.
Who would patch the rest of them up now he wasn’t there to complain and give them a hard time for getting injured in the first place? Who would see to the Hub’s security, hack into any system they needed access to, unravel the mysteries of the alien tech that landed in their laps, and figure how to turn the team back into themselves when they accidentally got changed into something else?
Three people weren’t enough to handle the varied demands of their job; they’d run themselves into the ground trying, and probably wind up getting themselves killed. They couldn’t go on like this.
“We need to recruit some new people,” Ianto said with a sigh.
Jack balked. “Replace Tosh and Owen?”
“No; they can never be replaced, but we can’t do their jobs on top of our own. They’d understand.”
Jack nodded reluctantly. “We’ll start looking tomorrow.”