Characters: Ianto, Team, Kathy Swanson, Owen.
Written For: Challenge 557: Disaster at tw100.
Summary: Sometimes it’s better to take the long way round…
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Ianto had dealt with countless potential disasters since joining Torchwood, both in London and in Cardiff; it was simply the nature of the job to be on the frontlines when things were going to Hell. The important thing was always to keep a cool head because if one person started to panic it set everyone else off, and in his experience, that only made things worse.
Calmly he pulled out his phone and punched in a number he’d long ago memorised. “Detective Swanson? Ianto Jones here. We seem to be in a spot of bother and I wondered if you might be able to help us out?”
There was an exasperated sigh on the other end of the line, then… “What kind of mess has Harkness got you lot into this time?”
“Actually, it’s not Jack’s fault, he’s in London at present.” Ianto refrained from saying whose fault it was, although he threw Owen another disgusted glare. Torchwood’s second in command had claimed to know a shortcut that would get them ahead of the creature they were chasing, and perhaps foolishly they’d followed his lead…
“What do you need?”
…right up to their knees in quick setting cement.