Breathe, Jack/Ianto
Title: Breathe
Author: modern_epitaph
Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Rating: G-PG
Warnings: Spoiler for Reset, character death
Disclaimer: Owned by the BBC, of course.
Summary: Inspired by something mentioned in an earlier thread about who was originally going to die in Reset.
AN: I was previously jessionthemoon, I now have a new fandom journal. This is just a drabble, but if it’s generally liked, I may extend it and continue. I’ve pretty much lurked in this fandom since I got into it when TW first aired, but I’m feeling inspired lately!
crossposted to jackxianto.
Jack couldn’t hear words over the pounding in his skull. He knew that people around him were yelling, screaming even, but his sense of hearing had given out as soon the dark red blood filled his vision. Martha’s eyes wide, shock on her face. The singularity scalpel shook in Owen’s hands. Gwen knelt on the ground next to the body, blood staining the knees of her trousers.
Jack stood behind her, staring, unable to take his eyes off the sight before him, unable to breathe, even. He knelt down beside Gwen and took a limp hand in his own.
“Ianto…”
Author: modern_epitaph
Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Rating: G-PG
Warnings: Spoiler for Reset, character death
Disclaimer: Owned by the BBC, of course.
Summary: Inspired by something mentioned in an earlier thread about who was originally going to die in Reset.
AN: I was previously jessionthemoon, I now have a new fandom journal. This is just a drabble, but if it’s generally liked, I may extend it and continue. I’ve pretty much lurked in this fandom since I got into it when TW first aired, but I’m feeling inspired lately!
crossposted to jackxianto.
Jack couldn’t hear words over the pounding in his skull. He knew that people around him were yelling, screaming even, but his sense of hearing had given out as soon the dark red blood filled his vision. Martha’s eyes wide, shock on her face. The singularity scalpel shook in Owen’s hands. Gwen knelt on the ground next to the body, blood staining the knees of her trousers.
Jack stood behind her, staring, unable to take his eyes off the sight before him, unable to breathe, even. He knelt down beside Gwen and took a limp hand in his own.
“Ianto…”