Characters: Ianto, Adam.
Written For: Challenge 599: Creep/Creepy at tw100.
Summary: Adam is a longstanding member of Torchwood Three, isn’t he?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Adam is a member of the team, has been for years. He’s Jack’s right hand man and confidante, Tosh’s lover, and the best, most supportive friend Ianto’s ever had. He’s even kind to Owen, the team’s medic and resident nerd. Ianto knows all this, it’s etched indelibly into his mind; Adam is the one person he can trust implicitly with absolutely anything. Even Jack says so. He’s the glue that holds the team together; they’d all be lost without him. Except…
Ianto only looked in his diary to see if he’d noted down anything about the artefact Tosh is studying. He likes to log the interesting stuff and surely the wooden box counts, if only for its curious design and the fact that even Tosh, genius that she is, can’t open it. But…
There’s no mention of Adam in his diary, not anywhere, and the more Ianto thinks about it the creepier Adam seems. And then he’s just… there, which is impossible. Ianto knows he was alone in the Hub, and none of the alarms went off, and yet somehow, as if just thinking about Adam was enough to summon him… Ianto backs away.
“What are you?”
Something’s very wrong.