Fic: Torchwood (drabble) - Defying Fate
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fajrdrakoTitle: Defying Fate
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fajrdrakoFandom: Torchwood
Characters: Jack/Jack, Tosh, Gwen
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tw100, challenge: alternate endingsRating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine, no claims, all property of the BBC.
Notes: Spoiler and alternate ending for Torchwood series 1, episode 12, "Captain Jack Harkness". Cross-posted to my lj, at_the_ritz, and to tw100.
Defying Fate
Jack Harkness lost himself in the music, dancing in the warmth of Harper's arms. This moment meant everything.
They kissed. Harkness thought he would die of longing. The Japanese girl called to him - why? He heard Harper mutter, "To hell with it," as he took Jack's hand, and led him into blinding light.
Jack stepped out of the dance-hall with Harper. It was daylight here. There were strange vehicles in the street. A dark-haired girl in trousers threw herself into Harper's arms, hugging him. "You made it!"
Harper said, "Gwen, meet my namesake. Jack? Welcome to the twenty-first century."
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Date: 2009-03-26 04:44 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-03-26 10:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-26 02:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-26 02:42 pm (UTC)Ooh ooh and he and Jack 2.0 and Diane (from
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Date: 2009-03-26 03:07 pm (UTC)I think so. Aah, the missed opportunity.
he and Jack 2.0 and Diane ... can talk about vintage airplanes together!
Wouldn't they all love that? I can just see Gwen and Ianto rolling their eyes and muttering, "Airplanes - again!"
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Date: 2009-03-26 06:04 pm (UTC)Btw, here's the latest DW news:
http://www.airlockalpha.com/community/index.php?topic=12506.msg58498#msg58498
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Date: 2009-03-26 06:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-26 07:05 pm (UTC)And .... eee! I can't believe I looked. I only watched half of it. It's wonderful! It's spoilerish! I can hardly wait.
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Date: 2009-03-26 07:17 pm (UTC)TW is all about loss and death.
Way too much so, in my opinion. It doesn't need to be so dark. I'd be happier if it weren't.
At one point, much as I love the show, I was irritated that they were brining in one sympathetic character after another only to kill them off - Beth, Tommy, the alien whale, Jack's young brother, unnamed alien prisoners in "Reset", not to mention Owen. It was becoming a formula, "death of the week". That's even without going back to John Ellis, Diane, and other characters in series 1, and without mentioning those 'lost to trauma'. I'd like to see someone saved - and I don't mean one person in seven, as in "Out of the Rain". I mean a really resounding success and a happy ending.
It happens in the novels, why not the TV show?
Ah well. I can hope.
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Date: 2009-03-26 07:26 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-03-26 09:34 pm (UTC)Would it? It would mess up series 2, but I'm not sure the timeline would really suffer. Compared to, for example, Rose and a second Doctor in another universe, and Jack living permanently in the 'wrong' century, and dead Owen living on for a while, and a pterodactyl living in the rafters, and Captain John wandering the world of our time.
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Date: 2009-03-26 10:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-26 10:16 pm (UTC)Which, okay, is probably just on the same level of buggeredness as the rest of your examples!
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Date: 2009-03-26 10:39 pm (UTC)So I believe. According to the Doctor, some things are "fixed" in time and can't be fixed. There's no indication that the original Jack's death was one of those things.
Which is not to say it isn't - we can't change canon, we can only speculate about it.
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Date: 2009-04-28 02:43 am (UTC)“With all due respect, what the bloody hell have you just done, sir?” Ianto asks, over the comms, when he, his namesake, and his ladies are in the SUV. How the hell does he even know?
Well, he’s Ianto Jones, and Jack really should have learned by now that underestimating him is best avoided. Annoyed, he floors the accelerator. “Something I wanted to, Ianto. Something I know I really shouldn’t have. Why?”
“It appears that words change, right there on the paper, when the officer who should be ensuring his men and their aircraft get safely home is nowhere to be found.”
Jack sighs, glances at the Captain, who’s fascinated by the SUV’s dashboard. “Figured that might happen. Hope it didn’t freak you out too much.”
“Unflappable, sir, that’s me.”
“Yeah.” Jack can tell he’s lying. It sure as hell freaked him out, the first time he saw it. “Ianto?”
“Sir?”
“Go pour yourself some of my whisky, please. And Owen, if he wants some.”
“Dr Harper is currently nursing a GSW to his shoulder, sir.” Ianto’s voice is flat.
“I can’t leave you alone for five minutes. What the hell did he do this time, Ianto?”
“Got you home, sir, I believe.”
Jack hears the raised eyebrows. “Yeah. I’m having my own damn whisky, when we get back, Ianto. Don’t drink it all.”
There’s a little chuckle. “Sir,” Ianto says, clicking off the comms.
Silence, as they drive on, and Jack contemplates this self-centred and foolish thing he’s done.
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