Challenge 896 - Coping mechanism
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m_findlowTitle: Coping mechanism
Character: Jack, Gwen
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 896 - Carry at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Jack isn't sure he can cope without coffee. A double drabble.
Jack rummaged through Gwen’s drawers, unconcerned about any complaints for invasion of privacy. There was chocolate, jelly beans, spare gun magazines, a PDA with a shattered screen that she clearly hadn’t told Tosh about, a pair of presumably clean, rolled up socks and a disconcerting number of red pens. Where was it? He rummaged some more, completely lost in the action until Gwen was right behind him.
‘Lost something?’ At least she didn’t sound indignant, like Jack pawing through her things was to be expected.
‘I’m looking for the coffee.’
‘Oh?’ She smirked. ‘You mean the tin that I'm not supposed to have?’
‘That one,’ Jack confirmed. ‘I need it.’
She leaned against the edge of the desk. ‘You mean you’re not going to keep your promise?’
‘He’s going to be up at Torchwood Four for a week, Gwen. I’m not going without coffee.’
‘Well, I’m afraid the tin was finished weeks ago,’ she replied. ‘Never got round to buying a new one. Why don’t you just buy a coffee from Betws Butties upstairs?’
He pulled a face. ‘They’re closed for renovations.’
‘Well, there’s these things called supermarkets… or you’ll just have to carry on without it.’
‘Need coffee. Now!’
Jack rummaged through Gwen’s drawers, unconcerned about any complaints for invasion of privacy. There was chocolate, jelly beans, spare gun magazines, a PDA with a shattered screen that she clearly hadn’t told Tosh about, a pair of presumably clean, rolled up socks and a disconcerting number of red pens. Where was it? He rummaged some more, completely lost in the action until Gwen was right behind him.
‘Lost something?’ At least she didn’t sound indignant, like Jack pawing through her things was to be expected.
‘I’m looking for the coffee.’
‘Oh?’ She smirked. ‘You mean the tin that I'm not supposed to have?’
‘That one,’ Jack confirmed. ‘I need it.’
She leaned against the edge of the desk. ‘You mean you’re not going to keep your promise?’
‘He’s going to be up at Torchwood Four for a week, Gwen. I’m not going without coffee.’
‘Well, I’m afraid the tin was finished weeks ago,’ she replied. ‘Never got round to buying a new one. Why don’t you just buy a coffee from Betws Butties upstairs?’
He pulled a face. ‘They’re closed for renovations.’
‘Well, there’s these things called supermarkets… or you’ll just have to carry on without it.’
‘Need coffee. Now!’
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Date: 2025-12-21 10:38 am (UTC)