|snakeling (snakeling) wrote in snakelingsrecs,|
@ 2007-10-27 17:27:00
Title: The Only Sound
Summary: Jack comes back to Torchwood, but the year that never was has affected him more deeply than he’s let anyone see yet.
Pairing: Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones
One year in captivity at the end of a homicidal maniac has consequences, even to immortals. The fall-out is treated in a very understated way, mostly from Ianto's point of view, perceptive and understanding as he is. A little gem.
The lift ascended. Paused. Descended again, and this time it brought a very welcome cargo. From his perch on the lift, Jack grinned at them as the lift came to a stop in its usual resting place. “Hey, girls. Miss me?”
Jack got his answer from both women as they immediately pounced on him. Tosh’s senses reassured her over and over that the man they’d missed for so long had returned, apparently unharmed and still smiling. That was Jack’s greatcoat, tickling her cheek as she buried her face in it. His solid body was perhaps thinner, although she didn’t remember enough to be sure. Jack’s own unique smell, freshly showered but with an odd new tang of oily smoke underneath. Jack’s laugh, audible reassurance.
“Hey, if I’m going to get jumped on by two lovely ladies whenever I leave, I might do it more often,” Jack teased. His arms went around their waists cautiously, as if he had been uncertain of his reception, then tightened on them.