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donutsweeper) wrote2007-07-01 10:55 pm
donutsweeper) wrote2007-07-01 10:55 pm
Jack's Secret Fear
A drabble from the prompt Collude from tw_wotd_fic
Title: Jack's Secret Fear
Summary: Would they welcome him back?
Characters: Jack, the Torchwood team
Spoilers: DW13 "Last of the Time Lords"
Word count: 164
They were staring at him.
He stood there, his hands in the pockets, trying not to look menacing, or like an authority figure. Or like their boss. Or like the man who had disappeared without a word.
There was so much he wanted to say, to explain why he had to leave the way he did, how he had searched for answers for longer than they could even imagine, how he had spent a year in captivity, how he had dreamed of being with them once again.... but he couldn’t find the words.
He feared that they would rise up, colluding against him, as a man, as a leader, as they did before.
Surprisingly, it was Owen who spoke first, echoing Jack’s own words back to him “I forgive you,” he'd whispered, nearly crushed him in a ferocious hug, and the tendrils of fear in Jack's heart melted as the rest of the team, his team, acting in unison, rose up to hug him as well.
tw_wotd_ficTitle: Jack's Secret Fear
Summary: Would they welcome him back?
Characters: Jack, the Torchwood team
Spoilers: DW13 "Last of the Time Lords"
Word count: 164
Challenge: Collude
collude \kuh-LOOD\, intransitive verb:
To act in concert; to conspire; to plot.
Collude derives from Latin colludere, from con-, "together" + ludere, "to play."
To act in concert; to conspire; to plot.
Collude derives from Latin colludere, from con-, "together" + ludere, "to play."
They were staring at him.
He stood there, his hands in the pockets, trying not to look menacing, or like an authority figure. Or like their boss. Or like the man who had disappeared without a word.
There was so much he wanted to say, to explain why he had to leave the way he did, how he had searched for answers for longer than they could even imagine, how he had spent a year in captivity, how he had dreamed of being with them once again.... but he couldn’t find the words.
He feared that they would rise up, colluding against him, as a man, as a leader, as they did before.
Surprisingly, it was Owen who spoke first, echoing Jack’s own words back to him “I forgive you,” he'd whispered, nearly crushed him in a ferocious hug, and the tendrils of fear in Jack's heart melted as the rest of the team, his team, acting in unison, rose up to hug him as well.
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