Challenge 853 - Stuck
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m_findlowTitle: Stuck
Character: Jack, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 853 - Accident at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Jack wants to know what's keeping Tosh from an important meeting. A double drabble.
‘Where the hell is Tosh?’ Jack said, his mood slowly shifting from its early morning post-coffee conviviality into the slow descent of petulant annoyance. ‘I’ve got this briefing with the Home Office and UNIT’s Head of Research in fifteen minutes and she’s supposed to be here to walk them through all the “why nots” of their damn proposal to exchange technology. I will not have Torchwood operating a mobile library for alien tech. If she’s not here in the next five minutes…’
Ianto pulled his phone away from his ear. ‘Actually, sir, I’ve got her on the phone right now. She’s been in an accident.’
Jack's mood shifted instantaneously. ‘What kind of accident? Is she okay?’
‘Oh, she’s fine,’ Ianto assured him. ‘Just stuck in the three mile traffic jam caused by the lorry that jackknifed across four lanes of traffic going in both directions. Unless you’ve fixed the teleportation function on your wrist strap, I’d say she’s not going to be here in time.’
Jack groaned. ‘Great. Of all the days… Could you call the Home Office and cancel?’
‘Pretty sure they’re going to want you to go ahead without Tosh.’
‘Tell them I was in an accident too.’
‘Where the hell is Tosh?’ Jack said, his mood slowly shifting from its early morning post-coffee conviviality into the slow descent of petulant annoyance. ‘I’ve got this briefing with the Home Office and UNIT’s Head of Research in fifteen minutes and she’s supposed to be here to walk them through all the “why nots” of their damn proposal to exchange technology. I will not have Torchwood operating a mobile library for alien tech. If she’s not here in the next five minutes…’
Ianto pulled his phone away from his ear. ‘Actually, sir, I’ve got her on the phone right now. She’s been in an accident.’
Jack's mood shifted instantaneously. ‘What kind of accident? Is she okay?’
‘Oh, she’s fine,’ Ianto assured him. ‘Just stuck in the three mile traffic jam caused by the lorry that jackknifed across four lanes of traffic going in both directions. Unless you’ve fixed the teleportation function on your wrist strap, I’d say she’s not going to be here in time.’
Jack groaned. ‘Great. Of all the days… Could you call the Home Office and cancel?’
‘Pretty sure they’re going to want you to go ahead without Tosh.’
‘Tell them I was in an accident too.’
