Author's Notes:
For one of the prompts I didn’t get around to using for tw100’s challenge 288 last year. I’ve dug them out again to supplement the prompts I got from my f-list, just because there are still loads I wanted to use. Prompt at the end.

First in a four part drabble mini-series.

Summary: Of all the places the Rift could drop something, it had to pick one of the worst.

Whatever it was that had come through the Rift this time, it had landed in the boating lake, and must have made quite a splash judging by how much mud there was around the lake’s edge.

There had been no rain for a couple of weeks, everything had been dry, but now the team were squelching about in wellies, ankle deep in mud, using scanners and long sticks, trying to pinpoint exactly where whatever it was had come to rest.

It was hopeless; there was only one thing for it.

“Looks like I’d better break out my wetsuit,” Ianto sighed.

TBC in ‘The Treasure Of The Deep’

A/N2: Prompt used is ‘From Wellies To Wet Suit’