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: 2022.09.28

The Torchwood Drabble Files by badly_knitted
Chapter 395: Departure - Sequel to ‘Considering’
Author's Notes: Part Twenty-Three of the Drone series, Challenge 315 – Drone at tw100. Here’s the final triple drabble. There might be some little epilogues at a later date, but for now, after no less than 45 drabbles, this is done.

Summary: It’s time for the Doctor, Donna and their unexpected passenger to depart. But they’ll probably be back someday.

“What about my weapons?” Hart demanded as he was bundled towards the TARDIS.

“You won’t need those on the TARDIS,” Jack told him blithely. “The Doc would only confiscate them so really, I’m just saving him the trouble. They’ll stay here, locked in secure archives along with our spare drone. Maybe one day you’ll be responsible enough to have them back without endangering half the known universe. Have a good trip,” and Jack shoved him unceremoniously through the door.

“Hey, don’t I get a goodbye… Whoa! Bigger on the inside! Neat! So, Red, how about showing me to your room?”


Jack hugged the Doctor.

“Don’t be a stranger, Doc, you know you’re always welcome here.”

“I’ll stop by for a coffee next time I’m in the neighbourhood,” the Doctor assured him. “Don’t forget what I told you, Jack. Let go of the past, otherwise it’ll keep you from appreciating everything you have here and now.”

Jack smiled faintly.

“I’ll try.”

“That’s all anyone can ask. Great seeing everybody again. Toshiko, good luck with the drone. Ianto! Take good care of Jack. I know you will! Allons-y!”

With those final words, the door closed, and a familiar sound filled the Hub.


Just as the TARDIS faded away, the Rift alarm started to blare and Tosh turned her attention to her computers, tapping at her keyboard and bringing up the coordinates of the latest Rift flare.

Jack bounded across to peer over her shoulder.

“Oh look, it’s in Splott! What a surprise!”

Ianto snorted with amusement.

“Forty-two percent of all Rift events are in Splott, Jack.”


“Yep! The Rift must have something against the people of Splott.”

Jack clapped his hands.

“Well, what d’you say we take advantage of serendipity by giving the drone another field test?”

“Sounds like a plan!”

The End

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