Author's Notes:
There hasn't been a new drabble prompt yet, so here, have another one for Challenge 297 – Seconds at tw100.

Summary: Ianto waits for Jack to revive.

Slumped against a grimy wall in a rain-drenched, litter-strewn Cardiff alleyway, Ianto cradled Jack’s dead body in his arms.

At least there was no blood this time.

Jack had been killed by an alien wielding some sort of energy weapon; the creature responsible lay a few yards away, a neat hole in the centre of its forehead. Ianto had shot it just seconds too late to prevent Jack’s death.

Now he could do nothing but wait in the cold and the dark for Jack to gasp back into life.

Eyes closed, Ianto prayed his lover would return to him soon.

The End