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remindmeofthe) wrote2008-03-24 11:48 pm
remindmeofthe) wrote2008-03-24 11:48 pm
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Torchwood drabble, Owen in the recent past 'verse. I will shortly be spamming you all with a post that pulls all those drabbles together so I can link to it.
Very vague sort-of spoilers for Doctor Who 3x12/3x13.
The Himalayas prove themselves utterly mundane and devoid of anything alien. On returning, Ianto immediately goes to see Owen. A week in such close quarters with the current day's Owen has him longing for his Owen's calmer, less abrasive personality.
Owen's eyes go wide when he sees Ianto. Next thing Ianto knows, he's being hugged too hard, then held at arm's length while Owen stares at him as though he'll disappear if Owen looks away.
"We weren't gone that long," he manages, inanely.
"A week, yeah?"
"A week," Ianto confirms, and Owen smiles.
Very vague sort-of spoilers for Doctor Who 3x12/3x13.
The Himalayas prove themselves utterly mundane and devoid of anything alien. On returning, Ianto immediately goes to see Owen. A week in such close quarters with the current day's Owen has him longing for his Owen's calmer, less abrasive personality.
Owen's eyes go wide when he sees Ianto. Next thing Ianto knows, he's being hugged too hard, then held at arm's length while Owen stares at him as though he'll disappear if Owen looks away.
"We weren't gone that long," he manages, inanely.
"A week, yeah?"
"A week," Ianto confirms, and Owen smiles.