Challenge 866 - Don't forget me
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m_findlowTitle: Don't forget me
Character: Jack, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 866 - Who at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: One names keeps popping up and it's got Ianto worried. A double drabble.
Jack detected a subtle pause as Ianto set the coffee down on his desk, like he had something on his mind but wasn’t sure if he should verbalise it. ‘Problem?’
‘No,’ came the quick reply. ‘Well, yes. Maybe. I don’t know, actually.’
Jack resisted the urge to groan. He hated it when Ianto tiptoed around things. ‘What?’
Ianto shuffled from one foot to the other. ‘It’s just… well… Maybe I don’t want to know, but… who’s Adam?’
Jack's brow furrowed. ‘Who?’
‘Adam. No surname. Just Adam.’
‘Adam?’ Jack repeated the name, trying to place it.
‘Yeah. I keep finding random things around the hub marked “Adam”, or “Adam’s stuff - don't touch”. Except I don’t know any Adams and I can’t find any listed in the Torchwood employee database. Of course that assumes he was an employee and not just a…’ Ianto let the sentence hang in the air.
‘I don't know anyone by the name of Adam, I swear,’ Jack replied. ‘You and me, we’re…’ Jack deliberated over the right word, knowing how sensitive Ianto could be. ‘Exclusive.’
‘Right.’ Ianto quickly nodded. ‘Of course.’
Then Jack remembered their recent self-retconning. ‘I think it’s best we don’t talk about Adam anymore.’
Jack detected a subtle pause as Ianto set the coffee down on his desk, like he had something on his mind but wasn’t sure if he should verbalise it. ‘Problem?’
‘No,’ came the quick reply. ‘Well, yes. Maybe. I don’t know, actually.’
Jack resisted the urge to groan. He hated it when Ianto tiptoed around things. ‘What?’
Ianto shuffled from one foot to the other. ‘It’s just… well… Maybe I don’t want to know, but… who’s Adam?’
Jack's brow furrowed. ‘Who?’
‘Adam. No surname. Just Adam.’
‘Adam?’ Jack repeated the name, trying to place it.
‘Yeah. I keep finding random things around the hub marked “Adam”, or “Adam’s stuff - don't touch”. Except I don’t know any Adams and I can’t find any listed in the Torchwood employee database. Of course that assumes he was an employee and not just a…’ Ianto let the sentence hang in the air.
‘I don't know anyone by the name of Adam, I swear,’ Jack replied. ‘You and me, we’re…’ Jack deliberated over the right word, knowing how sensitive Ianto could be. ‘Exclusive.’
‘Right.’ Ianto quickly nodded. ‘Of course.’
Then Jack remembered their recent self-retconning. ‘I think it’s best we don’t talk about Adam anymore.’
