The Torchwood Drabble Files by badly_knitted



Summary: A collection of drabbles, mostly based on the weekly prompts at tw100. Mostly Jack/Ianto as that's what I write, but no doubt other Torchwood characters will pop in from time to time. All genres are possible, but expect mainly humour and fluff, because that's usually what comes out when I write. All are 100 words exactly in Word, but apparently not here!
Rating: Teen
Categories: Torchwood
Characters: Gwen Cooper, Ianto Jones, Jack Harkness, Lisa Hallett, Martha Jones, Myfanwy, Other Character(s), Owen Harper, PC Andy Davidson, Rhiannon Davies, Rhys Williams
Genres: Mixed
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Published: 2012.09.23
Updated: 2022.05.22


The Torchwood Drabble Files by badly_knitted
Chapter 380: Taking Hart - Sequel to ‘Identified’
Author's Notes: I think this is the eighth psrt of the Drone Series for Challenge 315 – Drone at tw100. I have one more part written, which means I need to write some more...

Summary: The team arrive on the scene to take Hart into custody.

“Tosh, when we modify the drone we’re adding a laser, maybe a machine gun,” Ianto told his friend as he glared at his screen.

Tosh kept her head down, hiding her smile.

“The laser’s a possibility; a machine gun wouldn’t be practical, it would add too much weight.”

“Pity. How long ‘til we get there?” That question was aimed at Jack who was driving, staring grimly ahead.

“Five minutes. Hang on to your seats, this could get a bit rough,” Jack replied, hitting the flashing lights and stamping on the accelerator.

No one complained; they all had scores to settle.

OoOoOoOoO

The SUV screeched to a halt and the team piled out, surrounding Hart, their guns aimed at various parts of his anatomy. Hart didn’t seem the least bit perturbed.

“Well, if it isn’t team Torchwood, been wondering when you’d show up. Figured that must be yours.” He pointed up at the drone, where it was still hovering above, recording the scene, then turned to Tosh. “Nifty little toy, you make it?”

Tosh nodded.

“With Ianto’s help.”

“Eye Candy? Huh, never figured you’d have brains as well!”

Jack shoved Hart against the wall.

“Owen, frisk and cuff him. Don’t be gentle.”

TBC in ‘Questions’




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