Doctor Who -- Two Sides of the Same Coin
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gracie_musicaTitle: Two Sides of the Same Coin
Date Written: 9/29/09
Rating: PG-13/T
Word Count: 200
Fandom: Doctor Who/Torchwood
Disclaimer: Property of their respective owners
Characters/Pairings: Ten, Jack
Spoilers: POST CoE FIC
Warnings: Rated for language.
Author's Notes: As always, thanks to my wonderful betas![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
katestamps and totally4ryo! Incentive drabble for wendymr on behalf of the Shadow Proclamation with the prompt "Jack and Ten, nudity" ($35 bid, Doctor Who lot). I took a different route on 'nudity', however.
When the Doctor found out about the 456 incident, he was livid.
UNIT was the first to face his wrath; then the Shadow Proclamation got a lecture from the Last of the Time Lords about how Mucking About With Important Civilizations' Futures Was Bad.
He nearly tore the Universe apart looking for Jack Harkness.
Jack was just Far Too Important to just... disappear.
He found him on some run-down trawler, the world tilting on its axis as the Doctor approached. Angry words died on his lips when Jack turned and he got a proper look at the immortal's face.
He looked... old. So old. Like all of Time itself was on his shoulders. And maybe it was; had he never noticed, or had Jack hidden the pain away behind bravado?
"I'm sorry," Jack said, breaking the silence between them. "I just... Ianto..." His voice broke. "My own. Fucking. Grandson."
The Time Lord pulled Jack into a tight hug. "I know," he said softly. "I know."
As Jack broke down, the Doctor had a moment of complete clarity -- he was so hard on Jack because he saw so much of himself there.
And that scared the hell out of him.
Date Written: 9/29/09
Rating: PG-13/T
Word Count: 200
Fandom: Doctor Who/Torchwood
Disclaimer: Property of their respective owners
Characters/Pairings: Ten, Jack
Spoilers: POST CoE FIC
Warnings: Rated for language.
Author's Notes: As always, thanks to my wonderful betas
katestamps and totally4ryo! Incentive drabble for wendymr on behalf of the Shadow Proclamation with the prompt "Jack and Ten, nudity" ($35 bid, Doctor Who lot). I took a different route on 'nudity', however.When the Doctor found out about the 456 incident, he was livid.
UNIT was the first to face his wrath; then the Shadow Proclamation got a lecture from the Last of the Time Lords about how Mucking About With Important Civilizations' Futures Was Bad.
He nearly tore the Universe apart looking for Jack Harkness.
Jack was just Far Too Important to just... disappear.
He found him on some run-down trawler, the world tilting on its axis as the Doctor approached. Angry words died on his lips when Jack turned and he got a proper look at the immortal's face.
He looked... old. So old. Like all of Time itself was on his shoulders. And maybe it was; had he never noticed, or had Jack hidden the pain away behind bravado?
"I'm sorry," Jack said, breaking the silence between them. "I just... Ianto..." His voice broke. "My own. Fucking. Grandson."
The Time Lord pulled Jack into a tight hug. "I know," he said softly. "I know."
As Jack broke down, the Doctor had a moment of complete clarity -- he was so hard on Jack because he saw so much of himself there.
And that scared the hell out of him.
