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The Torchwood Patient by ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
misslucyjane (R)
FANDOM: Torchwood
Pairing: Ianto/Real!Jack; Ianto/Jack
Length: 8100
Author on LJ:misslucyjane
Website: Miss Lucy Jane's Parlor
Why this must be read: This story is a what if scenario where instead of Captain Jack Harkness fell through the Rift the day his plane went down. He ends up at Torchwood One in horrible shape but that's where he meets Ianto Jones. And Ianto takes care of him, rescues him when the Tower falls, and hides him in Cardiff when he goes to work for Torchwood Three.
This is a really beautiful story, very quiet and sad. Great for a rainy night at home.
The patient's recovery was slow. He did the simple exercises with help from the nurses and his visitors, he answered questions, and he even had a few guided hypnosis sessions with the Torchwood therapist to attempt recovering his memory. Still, movement was difficult without help and he couldn't remember anything about his past beyond brief flashes.
He liked listening to Ianto read. He liked instrumental music and chocolate milk. He liked when Lisa read him poetry and when the entire research department smuggled in a television and DVD player to show him "Sergeant York" and "The Best Years of Our Lives." He didn't like physical therapy, Jell-O cups, Yvonne's visits and not knowing his name.
"We could name you anything you want," Ianto said as he helped the patient bend and raise his legs. "You're American--or maybe Canadian, but I'm fairly certain you're American. So maybe we should give you a cowboy name like Clint--" The patient laughed outright, wheezing a little. "Or Zeke. I don't know--I don't actually know any cowboys."
"I don't think I'm a cowboy."
"Well, it's the spirit of it." The patient smiled, his eyes closed, and Ianto gently squeezed his ankle. "We'll have to give you some identification at some point, anyway."
The Torchwood Patient bymisslucyjane
Pairing: Ianto/Real!Jack; Ianto/Jack
Length: 8100
Author on LJ:
misslucyjaneWebsite: Miss Lucy Jane's Parlor
Why this must be read: This story is a what if scenario where instead of Captain Jack Harkness fell through the Rift the day his plane went down. He ends up at Torchwood One in horrible shape but that's where he meets Ianto Jones. And Ianto takes care of him, rescues him when the Tower falls, and hides him in Cardiff when he goes to work for Torchwood Three.
This is a really beautiful story, very quiet and sad. Great for a rainy night at home.
The patient's recovery was slow. He did the simple exercises with help from the nurses and his visitors, he answered questions, and he even had a few guided hypnosis sessions with the Torchwood therapist to attempt recovering his memory. Still, movement was difficult without help and he couldn't remember anything about his past beyond brief flashes.
He liked listening to Ianto read. He liked instrumental music and chocolate milk. He liked when Lisa read him poetry and when the entire research department smuggled in a television and DVD player to show him "Sergeant York" and "The Best Years of Our Lives." He didn't like physical therapy, Jell-O cups, Yvonne's visits and not knowing his name.
"We could name you anything you want," Ianto said as he helped the patient bend and raise his legs. "You're American--or maybe Canadian, but I'm fairly certain you're American. So maybe we should give you a cowboy name like Clint--" The patient laughed outright, wheezing a little. "Or Zeke. I don't know--I don't actually know any cowboys."
"I don't think I'm a cowboy."
"Well, it's the spirit of it." The patient smiled, his eyes closed, and Ianto gently squeezed his ankle. "We'll have to give you some identification at some point, anyway."
The Torchwood Patient by
misslucyjane