Characters: Owen, Tosh, Jack.
Written For: Challenge 597: Joint at tw100.
Summary: Tosh is injured in the line of duty.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Owen ran the scanner over Tosh’s leg, all the way down then back up again. The swelling around her knee was nasty, the bruises looking like ugly storm clouds against her usually pale skin.
Tosh kept her eyes closed, teeth gritted against the pain; she’d slipped on a loose stone and fallen awkwardly as she and the rest of the team tried to capture a harmless but elusive alien that had fallen through the rift. Jack had carried her back to the SUV while the others followed with their captive.
“How bad is it?” Jack asked, hovering at the railings above the medical bay.
“No broken bones,” Owen reported. “A very nasty sprain through.” He turned to Tosh. “I’ll give you painkillers and something to help bring the swelling down, and I recommend icepacks, ten minutes at a time, every couple of hours, but you’ll need to stay off your feet as much as possible with your knee higher than your hip to help it drain. Might be best if you stay home for a few days, maybe a week.”
“But I’ve got work to do!” Tosh protested.
“Doctor’s orders, Tosh,” Jack said firmly. “The rest will do you good.”