Written For: Challenge 415: Silence at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada, but probably set pre-series.
Summary: Jack’s favourite time of day
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
In many ways, this was Jack’s favourite time of day.
A hush hung over the whole world, or at least that was how it seemed. The last of the late-night revellers had finally wended their way homewards, the streets were temporarily devoid of traffic, and as sunrise was still an hour or so away, even the earliest of early birds were still sleeping, no doubt dreaming of catching juicy worms.
Up on one of Cardiff’s highest rooftops, with the city spread out below him, Jack could bask in the pre-dawn silence and gather his thoughts, preparing for the day ahead.