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: 2023.03.28

The Torchwood Drabble Files by badly_knitted
Chapter 467: A Bit Tied Up? - Sequel to ‘Birdsong’
Author's Notes: For everyone who wondered how Ianto got tied up and what Jack would do when he found him. Probably not what you were expecting, sorry! This ended up as a triple drabble.

Summary: Ianto’s missing, so Jack goes in search of him.

The aliens had been rounded up and sent on their way, their contraband confiscated; they wouldn’t be back. It had been a surprisingly successful mission, everything had gone smoothly, except for one thing; Ianto seemed to be missing. He’d been sent to the other side of the copse to prevent the aliens slipping out that way, had contacted Jack to say he was in position, but hadn’t been heard from since. Sending the rest of the team back to the SUV, Jack set off in search of his missing Welshman.

Twenty minutes later, he rounded a hedge and there was Ianto, stretched out on his back in the sunshine, looking quite peaceful, considering.


“Jack! Finally! Do you have any idea how long I’ve been lying here?”

“Not really. What exactly are you doing? We could’ve used your help.”

“What am I doing? What does it look like I’m doing? The aliens tied me up!”

“Ah. Well, no, actually they didn’t.”

“What are you talking about? Of course they…” Ianto trailed off as he realised something.

“Oh. That’s weird. I was tied up a minute ago.”

“Um, no, you weren’t. You only thought you were. That’s interesting.” Jack sat down beside him as Ianto sat up.

“Why’s it interesting?”

“Those particular aliens have some rudimentary telepathic powers, just enough to project a pretty convincing illusion. But it only works if the target has psychic abilities. I can see I’m going to have to teach you to block telepathic projections.”

“I’m psychic?”

Jack nodded.

“What about the rest of the team?”

“Oh, they don’t need training. Not a trace of psychic ability in any of them. I didn’t think you had either, but I guess I was wrong!” Jack beamed at Ianto proudly. “You never cease to surprise me, Mr Jones!”

The End

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