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Ficlet: The End Of The Dream

Title: The End Of The Dream

Author: badly_knitted

Characters: Ianto, Lisa / Annie

Rating: PG

Spoilers: Cyberwoman.

Summary: He’d wanted a happy ending; that wasn’t what he got.

Word Count: 330

Written For: [personal profile] jujitsuelf’s prompt ‘Any - Any - the sad thing was, all he really wanted was a happy ending,’ at [community profile] fic_promptly.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters. They belong to the BBC.

The sad thing was, all he really wanted was a happy ending. Ianto had thought by bringing Lisa here, where he’d have access to everything she needed, he’d be one step closer to healing her. Then he could tap into Torchwood’s databases, find an expert who could remove the cybernetic implants, and when that was done, he and Lisa could slip away, start over somewhere else. No one would ever need to know.

It had seemed so straightforward. He’d had everything planned to the last detail; it had just never crossed his mind that Lisa, his beautiful, wonderful, amazing Lisa, was beyond help. Now here she was, what was left of her, a broken, half-cyberised body lying on the cold and blood-stained concrete, her brain transplanted into an innocent young girl. And he knew it wasn’t Lisa anymore, and it wasn’t poor Annie either, but despite Harkness’s threats, he couldn’t bring himself to shoot her. He’d never shot anyone, had only ever fired a gun at paper targets; how could Jack expect him to open fire on someone who was already dead because of his misguided attempts to save the woman he loved?

How had all his planning been reduced to this mess?

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Lisa!”

“We can be upgraded… together.”

But they can’t be, they won’t be, that was never what he wanted. All he ever wanted was his Lisa, whole and human. Somewhere along the way, without him even knowing, she’d stopped being Lisa; the Cyberman had taken over. There was no way back to what he’d had before the Battle. His hopes and dreams lay shattered on the floor and his heart was breaking. The new start he’d worked so hard to bring about had been an impossible dream, a fantasy, and now it was over and he’d lost everything. There was nothing left.

He sank to his knees beside the body of the woman he had loved with all his heart and he cried.

The End

Tags: angst, fic, fic: one-shot, fic: pg, fic_promptly, ficlet, ianto jones, ianto/lisa, jack harkness, lisa hallett

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