Challenge 913 - Timing is everything
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m_findlowTitle: Timing is everything
Character: Torchwood team
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 913 - Hatch at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Jack is unpredictable at the best of times. A double drabble.
‘Is there a reason we're all sitting here doing nothing?’ Gwen complained, pushing her empty mug from side to side on the desk.
‘Jack said he'd let us know the plan once he figured it out,’ Tosh replied, casting a look towards Jack's office, where the door remained closed and he had his back to the window. Presumably at some point he'd surface.
‘And when is this great plan being hatched?’ Owen asked, spinning around on his chair.
‘He said the situation was complicated, and he has history with these aliens,’ Tosh said.
‘Well, now that we know he has history with them, we know we're definitely screwed. I wouldn't plan on going home tonight.’ He tipped his head back and groaned. ‘Ianto can we at least get some good to pass the time?’
‘I ordered pizza twenty minutes ago. Should be here any moment. I was about to go upstairs and wait for it to arrive.’
‘You're a lifesaver.’
‘I'll get the plates,’ Gwen offered.
‘And I'll clear the coffee table of yesterday's pizza boxes,’ Tosh said.
Just then Jack chose to burst from his office. ‘Alright guys, I've got a plan. Let's go!’
‘But…’ Owen sighed. ‘Never mind.’
‘Is there a reason we're all sitting here doing nothing?’ Gwen complained, pushing her empty mug from side to side on the desk.
‘Jack said he'd let us know the plan once he figured it out,’ Tosh replied, casting a look towards Jack's office, where the door remained closed and he had his back to the window. Presumably at some point he'd surface.
‘And when is this great plan being hatched?’ Owen asked, spinning around on his chair.
‘He said the situation was complicated, and he has history with these aliens,’ Tosh said.
‘Well, now that we know he has history with them, we know we're definitely screwed. I wouldn't plan on going home tonight.’ He tipped his head back and groaned. ‘Ianto can we at least get some good to pass the time?’
‘I ordered pizza twenty minutes ago. Should be here any moment. I was about to go upstairs and wait for it to arrive.’
‘You're a lifesaver.’
‘I'll get the plates,’ Gwen offered.
‘And I'll clear the coffee table of yesterday's pizza boxes,’ Tosh said.
Just then Jack chose to burst from his office. ‘Alright guys, I've got a plan. Let's go!’
‘But…’ Owen sighed. ‘Never mind.’
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Date: 2026-04-19 09:36 am (UTC)