Two Short Fics
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paperclipbitch's Comment Ficathon for her 22nd birthday.
Title: When Dawn Came Stealing Up All Gold And Blue
Pairings/Characters: Peggy Carter/Diane Holmes (Captain America/Torchwood crossover)
Spoilers/Warnings: Spoilers for Captain America (the new movie) and Out of Time
Summary: They meet on their first report for duty.
They meet on their first report for duty. It's nothing, really, they're just standing beside each other when they line up. Diane sticks out a hand and Peggy shakes it and when Diane smiles at her, she feels something brighten inside her. They're fast friends, but the girls around them all whisper that it's something more, and maybe it is.
For a while they're stationed together. Diane's repairing damaged planes on-site while Peggy is being trained. They spend breaks together, and nights in each other's beds, whispering and giggling.
Peggy is recruited to the American army, but she doesn't leave the base because, well, sooner or later the boys would be coming over here. Only weeks later and Diane has been asked to ferry planes about Europe. They have a hissed row in the night, and Peggy begs her not to go. She's seen pilots come back bloodied and broken, or dead.
The next morning Peggy wakes early, before the bell, and Diane is nowhere. Unthinking, she runs to the radio tower. The metal grates cut her bare feet. From the window she can see a plane coasting out onto the field. She radios in to it.
"Diane. Don't go! Please stay here with me."
There is radio silence for a long time. Then static. Then, "I have to, Peggy. I love you."
Four months later, Peggy meets Steve Rogers in a line of soldiers.
Title: It's Not Refraction, It's Just Our Cracked Sense Of Self
Pairings/Characters: Owen/Ianto
Spoilers/Warnings: None
Summary: Ianto has had enough of Owen's self-pity.
Ianto watches Owen's head slowly dropping onto his desk. He knows the medic has been spiking his own coffee far more heavily than is advised. Owen has been sinking into a very obvious bout of depression and self-pity over Jack's departure, wallowing unhappily in his coffee mug and his autopsy patients and Ianto is sick of it. Owen's head collides with desk-edge with a nice thump, and he starts back up again. It's the disappointed noise that comes out of Owen's mouth that jerks Ianto into action. It's not the way the doctor looks at him like he doesn't even see him. It isn't at all.
"What is wrong with you?" And Owen doesn't even flinch back from the hand slammed on the desk. "Are you so self-obsessed that one person disappearing is going to make you give up? Are you just going to wallow in self-pity all day like a coward instead of getting up and doing something?"
"I'm not a coward," Owen mumbles.
"No, you're a selfish bastard with shit for brains. If you can't deal with your own crap on your own time, you're a worthless doctor."
Ianto expects the fist flying at his face but not the foot to his shin. They go down hard, kicking and punching. Owen gets an elbow in Ianto's chest and knocks the wind out of him, but Ianto gets a good grip on Owen's bad shoulder and flips them around so he's on top. Ianto's bigger and even though he's all angles, Owen's a skinny bastard. Owen bucks up against him, struggling, then drops back, giving up. They're both panting.
Owen leers up at him. "Are you hard?"
Ianto winces and groans, dropping his head back. He rolls off Owen and they lie on the autopsy room floor beside each other.
"You're fucked up, you know that?"
"I work for Torchwood, Owen. So are you."
Owen's hand gropes out into the air and lands on Ianto's belly, creeping down until it cups his erection and squeezes. Ianto squeezes his eyes shut and tries not to react. He feels Owen scoot closer, feels lips on his cheek.
"I'm just as fucked up," Owen's voice says in his ear. "I guess it's a required trait."
They both know his is a bad idea. Jack's gone and they're all lost and everything is a mess but fucking is better than fighting-- on most levels, anyway-- so he presses up into Owen's hand and turns his head. The medic's eyes are glittering and Ianto wonders if he's wearing the same desperate expression.
His own hand reaches towards Owen. "All right."
paperclipbitch's Comment Ficathon for her 22nd birthday.Title: When Dawn Came Stealing Up All Gold And Blue
Pairings/Characters: Peggy Carter/Diane Holmes (Captain America/Torchwood crossover)
Spoilers/Warnings: Spoilers for Captain America (the new movie) and Out of Time
Summary: They meet on their first report for duty.
They meet on their first report for duty. It's nothing, really, they're just standing beside each other when they line up. Diane sticks out a hand and Peggy shakes it and when Diane smiles at her, she feels something brighten inside her. They're fast friends, but the girls around them all whisper that it's something more, and maybe it is.
For a while they're stationed together. Diane's repairing damaged planes on-site while Peggy is being trained. They spend breaks together, and nights in each other's beds, whispering and giggling.
Peggy is recruited to the American army, but she doesn't leave the base because, well, sooner or later the boys would be coming over here. Only weeks later and Diane has been asked to ferry planes about Europe. They have a hissed row in the night, and Peggy begs her not to go. She's seen pilots come back bloodied and broken, or dead.
The next morning Peggy wakes early, before the bell, and Diane is nowhere. Unthinking, she runs to the radio tower. The metal grates cut her bare feet. From the window she can see a plane coasting out onto the field. She radios in to it.
"Diane. Don't go! Please stay here with me."
There is radio silence for a long time. Then static. Then, "I have to, Peggy. I love you."
Four months later, Peggy meets Steve Rogers in a line of soldiers.
Title: It's Not Refraction, It's Just Our Cracked Sense Of Self
Pairings/Characters: Owen/Ianto
Spoilers/Warnings: None
Summary: Ianto has had enough of Owen's self-pity.
Ianto watches Owen's head slowly dropping onto his desk. He knows the medic has been spiking his own coffee far more heavily than is advised. Owen has been sinking into a very obvious bout of depression and self-pity over Jack's departure, wallowing unhappily in his coffee mug and his autopsy patients and Ianto is sick of it. Owen's head collides with desk-edge with a nice thump, and he starts back up again. It's the disappointed noise that comes out of Owen's mouth that jerks Ianto into action. It's not the way the doctor looks at him like he doesn't even see him. It isn't at all.
"What is wrong with you?" And Owen doesn't even flinch back from the hand slammed on the desk. "Are you so self-obsessed that one person disappearing is going to make you give up? Are you just going to wallow in self-pity all day like a coward instead of getting up and doing something?"
"I'm not a coward," Owen mumbles.
"No, you're a selfish bastard with shit for brains. If you can't deal with your own crap on your own time, you're a worthless doctor."
Ianto expects the fist flying at his face but not the foot to his shin. They go down hard, kicking and punching. Owen gets an elbow in Ianto's chest and knocks the wind out of him, but Ianto gets a good grip on Owen's bad shoulder and flips them around so he's on top. Ianto's bigger and even though he's all angles, Owen's a skinny bastard. Owen bucks up against him, struggling, then drops back, giving up. They're both panting.
Owen leers up at him. "Are you hard?"
Ianto winces and groans, dropping his head back. He rolls off Owen and they lie on the autopsy room floor beside each other.
"You're fucked up, you know that?"
"I work for Torchwood, Owen. So are you."
Owen's hand gropes out into the air and lands on Ianto's belly, creeping down until it cups his erection and squeezes. Ianto squeezes his eyes shut and tries not to react. He feels Owen scoot closer, feels lips on his cheek.
"I'm just as fucked up," Owen's voice says in his ear. "I guess it's a required trait."
They both know his is a bad idea. Jack's gone and they're all lost and everything is a mess but fucking is better than fighting-- on most levels, anyway-- so he presses up into Owen's hand and turns his head. The medic's eyes are glittering and Ianto wonders if he's wearing the same desperate expression.
His own hand reaches towards Owen. "All right."
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Date: 2012-06-16 08:25 am (UTC)I don't know the character Peggy but I think Diane would certainly feel that she has to do her part. I love Diane. A real woman with spunk.