Characters: Jack, Ianto, Myfanwy.
Written For: Challenge 575: Hold at tw100.
Summary: Ianto is in terrible danger. Can help reach him in time?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Jack leaned over the edge of the building, looking down at his lover, clinging desperately to a narrow ledge ten storeys above the ground, out of Jack’s reach. If he fell, that would be the end of him; there was no way a mortal man could survive such a fall.
“Hold on, Ianto! I’ll get a rope! Just whatever you do, don’t let go!”
How long would it take him to find a rope and lower it to Ianto? Would his Welshman have the strength left in his arms and fingers to grip it even if he did? Jack was frantic, scanning the roof for anything he could use to save his lover’s life, but there was nothing.
He and Ianto had come up here to retrieve something the rift had delivered. They’d found it almost immediately, close to the roof’s edge, and were just approaching to collect it when it had exploded, sending Jack sprawling and Ianto right over the edge.
Jack knew Ianto didn’t have much time, but he was helpless…
Then a screech came from overhead and Myfanwy swooped down, claws reaching to snatch Ianto, carrying him back to the roof.
She’d be getting extra chocolate tonight!