God's Gift (27/?)
Chapter: Twenty-Seven
Series: God's Gift
Rating: PG
Characters: Torchwood Team & my OC's Rose & Chris
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Rose/Chris
Summery: This is the story of the last three days of my life.
A/N: First time writing something longer than a two-parter, all chapters around 500 words. After Cyberwoman.
( First Ten Chapters + Prologue)( Next Ten Chapters)( Chapter Twenty-One)( Chapter Twenty-Two)( Chapter Twenty-Three)( Chapter Twenty-Four)( Chapter Twenty-Five( Chapter Twenty-Six)
“Get out of my office, Owen should be ready now. We’re going to get you out of Rose.” He waited a beat. “You are not going to stay with her.”
“So you keep saying, Captain.” With that Rose stood from her chair and walked out of Jack’s office.
[ { = * = * = * = * = } ]
Chris watched as Rose walked out of Jack’s office. He had been pushed out of the autopsy bay and was now swivelling himself around on Owen’s chair.
“Rose?” He stopped the chair and rolled forward to stop Rose in her tracks.
“I’m sorry, Chris.”
“Nothing to be sorry for.” Chris smiled before looking down at a piece of loose paperwork on Owen’s desk.
“Yes there is. I got you into all this. You shouldn’t be here.” Rose signed and moved round to sit in Tosh’s chair, wheeling it back over to Chris.
“I’m not going to leave here until this is all sorted out.” Chris took Rose’s hand and pulled her into a kiss.
“Not on our chairs, thank you.” Owen barked from the autopsy bay. He smiled as the pair broke their kiss and looked up at him.
“Rose, everything’s set now. It’s all safe and I promise you, you have nothing to worry about.”
“Sure.” Rose nodded before looking back at Chris. His face was the picture of worry.
“Whenever you’re ready then.” Owen grabbed something off his desk between Rose and Chris before moving back down the steps to the table set out for Rose.
“I don’t know what to do Chris. I don’t want to do this. I can’t do this.”
“Rose, it’s for your safety.”
“No, I need to keep the fog in me, I know I have. It told me.”
Chris sighed against Rose’s argument. “Let’s get this over with, Rose. Then we can go home.”
“Chris, please you have to believe me!”
“I’m sorry Rose. It’s not my decision.” Chris squeezed her hand and watched as Jack then moved from his office to the viewing area next to Ianto, no one saw the glint in his eye or the way he clasped onto Ianto’s hand as he settled.
Chris pulled Rose up out of the chair, across the Hub and down the steps before letting go of her hand with a kiss. “I’ll be here when you wake up.”
“No, no, Chris please.”
“I love you, Rose.” Chris stepped back until he was against the wall.
He watched everything that happened; Owen laying Rose onto the bed before strapping her arms down to stop her struggling against him. Chris watched as the syringe went into her arm and as her eyes filled up with tears before they shut, still staring at him. His heart stung, he looked up at the team who were watching every one of Owen’s moves around Rose. Chris turned back to see Owen plug in a few leads to bleeping machines, then looked to his sleeping Rose.
Series: God's Gift
Rating: PG
Characters: Torchwood Team & my OC's Rose & Chris
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Rose/Chris
Summery: This is the story of the last three days of my life.
A/N: First time writing something longer than a two-parter, all chapters around 500 words. After Cyberwoman.
( First Ten Chapters + Prologue)( Next Ten Chapters)( Chapter Twenty-One)( Chapter Twenty-Two)( Chapter Twenty-Three)( Chapter Twenty-Four)( Chapter Twenty-Five( Chapter Twenty-Six)
“Get out of my office, Owen should be ready now. We’re going to get you out of Rose.” He waited a beat. “You are not going to stay with her.”
“So you keep saying, Captain.” With that Rose stood from her chair and walked out of Jack’s office.
[ { = * = * = * = * = } ]
Chris watched as Rose walked out of Jack’s office. He had been pushed out of the autopsy bay and was now swivelling himself around on Owen’s chair.
“Rose?” He stopped the chair and rolled forward to stop Rose in her tracks.
“I’m sorry, Chris.”
“Nothing to be sorry for.” Chris smiled before looking down at a piece of loose paperwork on Owen’s desk.
“Yes there is. I got you into all this. You shouldn’t be here.” Rose signed and moved round to sit in Tosh’s chair, wheeling it back over to Chris.
“I’m not going to leave here until this is all sorted out.” Chris took Rose’s hand and pulled her into a kiss.
“Not on our chairs, thank you.” Owen barked from the autopsy bay. He smiled as the pair broke their kiss and looked up at him.
“Rose, everything’s set now. It’s all safe and I promise you, you have nothing to worry about.”
“Sure.” Rose nodded before looking back at Chris. His face was the picture of worry.
“Whenever you’re ready then.” Owen grabbed something off his desk between Rose and Chris before moving back down the steps to the table set out for Rose.
“I don’t know what to do Chris. I don’t want to do this. I can’t do this.”
“Rose, it’s for your safety.”
“No, I need to keep the fog in me, I know I have. It told me.”
Chris sighed against Rose’s argument. “Let’s get this over with, Rose. Then we can go home.”
“Chris, please you have to believe me!”
“I’m sorry Rose. It’s not my decision.” Chris squeezed her hand and watched as Jack then moved from his office to the viewing area next to Ianto, no one saw the glint in his eye or the way he clasped onto Ianto’s hand as he settled.
Chris pulled Rose up out of the chair, across the Hub and down the steps before letting go of her hand with a kiss. “I’ll be here when you wake up.”
“No, no, Chris please.”
“I love you, Rose.” Chris stepped back until he was against the wall.
He watched everything that happened; Owen laying Rose onto the bed before strapping her arms down to stop her struggling against him. Chris watched as the syringe went into her arm and as her eyes filled up with tears before they shut, still staring at him. His heart stung, he looked up at the team who were watching every one of Owen’s moves around Rose. Chris turned back to see Owen plug in a few leads to bleeping machines, then looked to his sleeping Rose.