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Title: Run rabbit, run
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters/Pairings: Jack, Ianto, Gwen
Word Count: 500 words
Rating: PG
Notes: Written for Challenge 140 - Rabbit at anythingdrabble
Summary: Ianto should be more careful about what he wishes for.

'This... is... ridiculous!' Ianto panted, barely able to get the words out between ragged breaths.

'Shut up and keep your eyes on it,' came the command from his ear piece. 'Gwen and I are closing in on your position as we speak. See if you can't try and corral it into Newstead Street. We'll cut it off at the end where it intersects Harbour Lane.'

Ianto had a mental image of Jack's route. 'That's a one way lane,' he puffed, knowing Jack intended driving up it completely the wrong way.

'I'm only planning on going one way,' Jack replied.

Ianto groaned and ran harder, making sure he didn't lose sight of his quarry. 'There's no such thing as the Easter Bunny!' he cried.

'Have you tried telling it that?' Gwen chirped in his ear.

He rolled his eyes and listened to the sound of his dress shoes pounding the pavement as he kept after the seven foot white rabbit creature. It wasn't like anything from any Cadbury advert and it most certainly wasn't here to bring joy to children and chocolate eggs as far as he could tell.

This is what he got for complaining that he was always the one left to haul the SUV across town whilst the others got the exciting job of chasing after aliens. What he wouldn't give now for the luxury of a leather seat beneath him and a steering wheel in his hands, in place of a sweat-soaked shirt, painful cramping and a gun.

Coincidence, he told himself, deciding that the rift was playing a joke, dumping this creature right on top of the Easter holidays. Sick and twisted, for sure, but honestly, what next? The tooth fairy?

'It's almost there,' he said, watching the thing lope speedily towards the end of the street, gaining distance on him the longer the pursuit went on. If Jack and Gwen didn't make it there in time, he was going to lose sight of it. Not that it was going to be easy for a giant rabbit to hide in a busy city, even at night, but God help them if it decided it was a carnivore.

There was a screech of car brakes as the huge black vehicle with blue flashing lights down its windscreen swerved perpendicular to the street, blocking off any exit. The rabbit twirled and when running in the opposite direction, straight back towards him. He held his gun firmly, set to maximum stun as it closed the gap, plunging the gun into the thick fur. It jolted and came to a stop, but not before its heft had bungled into him as its motion was arrested, sending him flat on his back and buried underneath it as it went down for the count.

Two pairs of boots came clopping down the street. 'Ianto! You okay?' Gwen called out.

'Yep,' he wheezed until Jack could haul the creature off him.

'Guess who wins this year's Easter hunt?' Jack teased.

'Har bloody har.'