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Doctor Who/Torchwood drabble. Not spoilery in and of itself, but you really need to be caught up on recent Torchwood events to understand it. Gen, PG.
Owen, by dint of running late, is the last to meet Jack's precious Doctor. The bright smile on Jack's face slips a notch when he walks in.
"And this is Owen Harper."
When their eyes meet, the Doctor reacts like it's a physical blow, stunned look and full-body flinch. Then he's in motion, striding toward Owen. Then too close, studying him with a horrified fascination that any doctor would recognize.
"What the fuck?" Owen says blankly. The Doctor's expression softens.
"Oh, dear," he murmurs; then, eyes not leaving Owen's, "Jack, what have you done?"
Owen, by dint of running late, is the last to meet Jack's precious Doctor. The bright smile on Jack's face slips a notch when he walks in.
"And this is Owen Harper."
When their eyes meet, the Doctor reacts like it's a physical blow, stunned look and full-body flinch. Then he's in motion, striding toward Owen. Then too close, studying him with a horrified fascination that any doctor would recognize.
"What the fuck?" Owen says blankly. The Doctor's expression softens.
"Oh, dear," he murmurs; then, eyes not leaving Owen's, "Jack, what have you done?"
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