REC: THE WINDHOVERS'VERSE by SARCASTICCHICK

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Title: The Windhovers'verse
Author: sarcasticchick
Genre: AU, Cross-over, Angst, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Mystery
Rating: R
Other/Implied Pairings: Rhys/Gwen, implied: Doctor/Jack(?), past Ianto/Lisa
Status: Work In Progress
Length: Multi-chaptered Series
Warnings: general spoilers for Torchwood Seasons 1 & 2, set between Torchwood 2x10 "From Out of the Rain" and 2x12 "Fragments"
Comment or Excerpt from fic: This story is Ianto-centric and delves into Ianto's familial background. Gotta say, it's one of the most interesting ones I've ever read! Starts-off action packed and it just gets interesting by the second! One more on my list to keep a look-out for! ^____^ Can't wait for more!
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Title: The Windhovers: The Beginning
Summary: "A hallucination is a fact, not an error; what is erroneous is a judgement based upon it." - Bertrand Russell
Word Count: ~ 57,579 / 10 TOTAL

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He tried to think of a time he had ever felt such relaxed comfort leaving details in the hands of someone else...

He'd been eight at the time.

It had been his mum who'd done everything... And the thought of his mother in such a comforting role could be the only explanation Ianto had now for seeing what he was seeing. His steps slowed to a crawl as they drew closer to the Information Center and the woman lurking nearby.

"Mum?... Mum, is that you?"

She looked the same as he remembered her... And here...she looked beautiful... And her smile... Her smile, so warm and inviting it almost brought Ianto to tears. "Mum. I've still got the watch you gave me, for my thirteenth birthday." Ianto smiled as he held up the watch that had been tucked away in his waistcoat pocket.

Her smile, so radiant and warm as she nodded in reply, a hand covering her mouth as a tear trickled down her cheek, rosy as his from the biting wind.

Her smile and nod. Made it so much easier to raise his gun...

...

Ianto took a deep breath and fired on the exhale.

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Title: The Windhovers: The Fledgling
Summary: "All truths are easy to understand once they are discovered; the point is to discover them." - Galileo Galilei
Status: Work In Progress
Word Count: TBC / 4 TOTAL

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Ianto straightened his already-straight tie while he waited for the Hub door to roll open, adding a tug at his cuffs for good measure. He wasn't nervous; he swore to himself he wasn't nervous but rather it was just an adjustment of his facade, ensuring the front was as steady and nondescript, as there was absolutely nothing to be nervous about. He was simply bracing for yet another day at Torchwood Three. Another beginning to yet another day, one certain to be as far removed from normal as abnormal could get.

And to think he'd only been back ten days. So much for his relief to be back to Torchwood, to embrace "normal" and reclaim everything he had known before; that feeling had lasted only four hours after Jack had declared him 'safe' to return to work, restricted to light duty for the time.

Before. Before, he had been human. Before, he had been living a comfortable existence, as comfortable as Torchwood could get with a relationship of sorts, a job that was never dull, coworkers who might substitute as friends in a pinch. Before, he wasn't on edge, he didn't approach life with trepidation, and he most certainly didn't fear discovery.

Before, everything had been normal.

Now, he almost wished he hadn't left Lester's.

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