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Title: As the world falls down
Fandom: Torchwood
Author: m_findlow
Characters/Pairing: Ianto, Jack
Rating: PG
Challenge: 71 - David Bowie song titles - As the world falls down at drabble_weekly
Warnings: none
Spoilers: none
Summary: Ianto has lost his purpose in life.
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Ianto couldn't bring himself to get out of bed, even though it was creeping towards nine. What was the point? Torchwood was gone. The hub was gone. Everything they'd done and been was nothing more than a crater in the ground now. The world was safe once more, yet it felt broken somehow, like it would never be right again. There was no hiding what the world's governments been prepared to give up to preserve life here. It made him feel sick.
There was nothing he had to get out of bed for. No overnight rift reports to check, they were sitting backed up on a server somewhere buried in the remoteness of Northern Wales.
There were no residents to feed. They hadn't stood a chance of escaping before the whole place had been blown up. He hoped their deaths were quick and painless. Just more innocent victims.
There wasn't even a team to make coffee for. Gwen and Rhys had gone into hiding somewhere near the Swansea coast. There really was no reason to get out of bed, now or possibly ever.
'Ianto, please get up,' Jack coaxed.
'Why?'
'Because there's an unhappy pterodactyl just landed in our backyard.'
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Date: 2018-01-13 02:18 am (UTC)OH YAAAAAAY !
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Date: 2018-01-13 11:10 pm (UTC)See? Someone survived!