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Title: A Labyrinth of Broken Dreams
Author:
aeron_lanart
Genre: Angst, General
Rating: PG
Other/Implied Pairings: N/A
Summary: Ianto needs to know...
Status: COMPLETE
Length: One-shot
Word Count: 580
Warnings: semi-spoiler for Torchwood 2x12 "Fragments"
Comment or Excerpt from fic: I was crying by the end of this fic; it's so achingly BEAUTIFUL... *sniffles* ... and it just seems so final in a particular sense, but I hope I'm wrong in that aspect...
It's the depth of Jack's love and wholehearted surrender bestowed in the form of a key...
~*~*~*~*~
EXCERPT:
Ianto wakes alone, his questing hand touching nothing but cold sheets and... he turns his head to look at what his seeking fingers have touched and finds an envelope beside him on the pillow, addressed to him in Jack’s sprawling writing. He lets his fingers rest on it, like he would on Jack’s skin, and closes his eyes, remembering.
“I can’t, Ianto.”
“I need you to, Jack. I don't know who you are...”
“I know. I just... I’m sorry...”
~*~*~*~*~
Author:
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Genre: Angst, General
Rating: PG
Other/Implied Pairings: N/A
Summary: Ianto needs to know...
Status: COMPLETE
Length: One-shot
Word Count: 580
Warnings: semi-spoiler for Torchwood 2x12 "Fragments"
Comment or Excerpt from fic: I was crying by the end of this fic; it's so achingly BEAUTIFUL... *sniffles* ... and it just seems so final in a particular sense, but I hope I'm wrong in that aspect...
It's the depth of Jack's love and wholehearted surrender bestowed in the form of a key...
~*~*~*~*~
EXCERPT:
Ianto wakes alone, his questing hand touching nothing but cold sheets and... he turns his head to look at what his seeking fingers have touched and finds an envelope beside him on the pillow, addressed to him in Jack’s sprawling writing. He lets his fingers rest on it, like he would on Jack’s skin, and closes his eyes, remembering.
“I can’t, Ianto.”
“I need you to, Jack. I don't know who you are...”
“I know. I just... I’m sorry...”
~*~*~*~*~