Torchwood: (drabble) Picnic

[fajrdrako_fic]

Title: Picnic
Author: fajrdrako
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Jack/Gwen
Challenge: tw100, challenge: poetry
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine, no claims, all property of the BBC.
Notes: Cross-posted to my lj, and to tw100.


Picnic

On Flat Holm, Jack and Gwen sat overlooking the sea. They often picnicked like this after visiting Jonah, relaxing and talking together.

"What's your favourite poem?" asked Jack.

"Elizabeth Barrett Browning. You know... How do I love thee? Let me count the ways."

The words caught in the air between them. Damn, damn, damn, thought Gwen, why did that sound so innuendo-laden? Couldn't she quote something safe, like Under Milk Wood or Jabberwocky? Something impersonal?

Because the truth had a way of bursting forth, however careful she was.

"That's a good one," agreed Jack, holding her gaze.