Torchwood: Fanfic - Waking up to reality

[m_findlow]

Title: Waking up to reality
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Jack
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 253 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for badly_knitted's prompt "any, any, slippery floor" at fic_promptly
Summary: Jack will never get used to waking up alone

Sometimes when Jack woke up, it was awful.

There was that moment of absolute terrifying panic that he would wake to find himself still caught in the crossfire, or worse, to find that the battle had ended and he was now alone, whilst everyone else remained lying dead around him. That was the worst nightmare of all.

But this time was okay. When he woke and cracked open an eye, he saw that he was safe. He even knew exactly where he was, and that was always a good start. He lay on his back for a few minutes with his eyes closed, just to collect his thoughts. Unconsciously he noted that he didn't have his gun. Of course not, he remembered, there was no need to bring it. The only thing he needed here were his wits.

Nearby, the sun was streaming through a window, and casting it's warm light across his prone body. It was a nice feeling and made his skin tingle with life. He took in a few deeps lungfulls of air and enjoyed just lying there, happy and alive.

At some point he finally snapped out of his dizzy dreamlike state and realised he would have to get up. Someone would find him soon and as relieved as he'd be to see them, he didn't like them to see him like this, knowing what had happened, and knowing it would only upset them.

After all, Ianto had warned him about not walking across his freshly washed floor.

Comments

[m-findlow.livejournal.com]

He'll never learn! He's just lucky he only knocked himself out and didn't actually kill himself. Lord only knows how annoyed Ianto would be if Jack left blood on his nice clean floor!