lindenharp (lindenharp) wrote,

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Drabble: Tourist

Title: Tourist
Rating: G
Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones, Eleventh Doctor
Genre: drabble
Words: 100
Spoilers: None, if you know who's been cast to play Eleven.
Summary: "I need a tourist."
Disclaimer: I am not the BBC.
A/N: Written for kensieg in response to the prompt: "How Jack met Eleven".

A breeze and a young man entered the office. The breeze stirred the stacked brochures; the man stirred Ianto's suspicions. He looked ordinary, but...

"I need a tourist."

English, Midlands accent... sounds drunk, but he isn't. "A tourist?"

"Someone who travels about, sees the sights," the man explained. "Are you a tourist?"

"No, sir. I live here."

"Oh..." He sounded forlorn.

Jack entered, carrying a bag. "Chinese takeaway."

The stranger studied him. "Are you a tourist?" He punctuated his question by collapsing.

Jack felt for a pulse, then gasped, as if stung. He sighed. "No. I live here now, Doctor."

Tags: drabble, eleventh doctor, fic, ianto jones, jack harkness
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