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songspinnerHibernating
by songspinner9
Rating: PG
Characters: Jack/Ianto
Disclaimer: The Torchwood boys and their world belong to the BBC. Darn it.
Spoilers: none, set sometime in season 2
Summary: An excursion to pick up Rift wrack brings an unusual glimpse of something. A late entry for challenge 13 at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Perhaps you will see an early pair of Jackdaws collecting twigs for their nest as the other creatures of the countryside like frogs, toads and hedgehogs lie asleep, waiting for warmer times.
-from “Winter Break in Wales”
***
“Jack, did you get it?”
“Yeah, it was wedged behind a couple of rocks. Go on back, I’ll meet you at the campsite. Think I’ll take the dry way around…”
“Good idea, sir.” As Jack began picking his way around the larger boulders, Ianto made his own way back to where they’d pitched the tent. Now that the artifact spit through the Rift last week had finally been located, they could secure it and head back to Cardiff in the morning.
It took a while for Jack to get back to where they’d set up camp. And when he did, he dropped down by the fire immediately, holding out his hands to warm them.
“What happened to your gloves?” Ianto inquired, one eyebrow up.
“They’re in my pocket, mom.”
“Ha. Why on earth would you take them off in this weather?”
Jack held out his hand for the thermos-cup of hot coffee Ianto was offering. “That thing that we found, it needed contact with skin to start up.”
“I take it that it’s familiar to you, then, sir?”
“Yup. It’s a sort of scanner. It will be used by scientists for quite some time in the future, actually. Wanna see?” There was a particularly gleeful expression on Jack’s tired face that made Ianto instantly want to do whatever it would take to keep it there.
“Is this going to involve waiting to get into our lovely, warm tent?” Ianto asked, with a sigh that was only a little insincere.
“Only a minute or two…hang on…” The Captain pulled out the little device they’d found and tossed it into the air, where it hung, humming to itself. After a moment or two, it made a sort of chirping sound and a golden light shot out in a soft beam.
“Uh, Jack, why is it highlighting a pile of dead leaves?”
“Something under it, if I remember how this works.” Jack cautiously made his way across the little clearing and peered down at where the light had focused. “Oh, that’s what it found! Ianto, come and see.”
Drawn in despite himself, both due to his own curiosity and the other man’s rather childlike wonder, Ianto crossed the open space to join Jack. “Oh…” The end of the light beam culminated in a tiny holographic screen that gave an almost x-ray peek behind the leaves. A tiny hedgehog was revealed, lying asleep in a curled up ball. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen one of those actually hibernating. They turned up in my garden in spring and summer when I was a kid, though.”
They’d knelt to look more closely, then, and Ianto rested his chin on Jack’s shoulder as they watched the tiny mammal breathe and squirm a bit as if it knew they were watching even in its sleep.
“Hibernating,” he said quietly, “in a nice warm place, sounds like a marvelous idea on a night like this. Some days, in fact.” He let his breath out slowly and visibly in the cold air. “Come on. Tent. One sleeping bag."
Jack laughed into Ianto’s hair. “Just until morning. The other might get concerned if we didn’t get up until spring.”
by songspinner9
Rating: PG
Characters: Jack/Ianto
Disclaimer: The Torchwood boys and their world belong to the BBC. Darn it.
Spoilers: none, set sometime in season 2
Summary: An excursion to pick up Rift wrack brings an unusual glimpse of something. A late entry for challenge 13 at
redismycolourPerhaps you will see an early pair of Jackdaws collecting twigs for their nest as the other creatures of the countryside like frogs, toads and hedgehogs lie asleep, waiting for warmer times.
-from “Winter Break in Wales”
***
“Jack, did you get it?”
“Yeah, it was wedged behind a couple of rocks. Go on back, I’ll meet you at the campsite. Think I’ll take the dry way around…”
“Good idea, sir.” As Jack began picking his way around the larger boulders, Ianto made his own way back to where they’d pitched the tent. Now that the artifact spit through the Rift last week had finally been located, they could secure it and head back to Cardiff in the morning.
It took a while for Jack to get back to where they’d set up camp. And when he did, he dropped down by the fire immediately, holding out his hands to warm them.
“What happened to your gloves?” Ianto inquired, one eyebrow up.
“They’re in my pocket, mom.”
“Ha. Why on earth would you take them off in this weather?”
Jack held out his hand for the thermos-cup of hot coffee Ianto was offering. “That thing that we found, it needed contact with skin to start up.”
“I take it that it’s familiar to you, then, sir?”
“Yup. It’s a sort of scanner. It will be used by scientists for quite some time in the future, actually. Wanna see?” There was a particularly gleeful expression on Jack’s tired face that made Ianto instantly want to do whatever it would take to keep it there.
“Is this going to involve waiting to get into our lovely, warm tent?” Ianto asked, with a sigh that was only a little insincere.
“Only a minute or two…hang on…” The Captain pulled out the little device they’d found and tossed it into the air, where it hung, humming to itself. After a moment or two, it made a sort of chirping sound and a golden light shot out in a soft beam.
“Uh, Jack, why is it highlighting a pile of dead leaves?”
“Something under it, if I remember how this works.” Jack cautiously made his way across the little clearing and peered down at where the light had focused. “Oh, that’s what it found! Ianto, come and see.”
Drawn in despite himself, both due to his own curiosity and the other man’s rather childlike wonder, Ianto crossed the open space to join Jack. “Oh…” The end of the light beam culminated in a tiny holographic screen that gave an almost x-ray peek behind the leaves. A tiny hedgehog was revealed, lying asleep in a curled up ball. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen one of those actually hibernating. They turned up in my garden in spring and summer when I was a kid, though.”
They’d knelt to look more closely, then, and Ianto rested his chin on Jack’s shoulder as they watched the tiny mammal breathe and squirm a bit as if it knew they were watching even in its sleep.
“Hibernating,” he said quietly, “in a nice warm place, sounds like a marvelous idea on a night like this. Some days, in fact.” He let his breath out slowly and visibly in the cold air. “Come on. Tent. One sleeping bag."
Jack laughed into Ianto’s hair. “Just until morning. The other might get concerned if we didn’t get up until spring.”
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