FIC Torchwood (drabble) - Making Peace
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Title: Making Peace
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto, Owen
Challenge:
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Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, no claims, all property of the BBC.
Notes: Spoilers for Torchwood 1x13, "End of Days", with reference to 1x12, "Captain Jack Harkness". Cross-posted to my LJ and to tw100.
Making Peace
Ianto rested his head on Jack's desk. When Jack was dead, Ianto had held his coat; now he had nothing. Ianto longed for Jack's voice, his touch, his laugh, his easy way with sex. But Jack was gone.
A warm hand on Ianto's shoulder startled him. He straightened. Jack used to touch him so, but no - it was Owen. "You all right?" asked Owen.
"I'll survive."
"If you need a friend -"
"Thought we were enemies."
Owen shook his head. "Forget it. New start. I was a twat, you shot me, we're even."
"Friends, then," said Ianto, with relief.