- blackfic: Looking In
Jack slipped into Ianto's flat late, after midnight. He made his way easily in the dark, knowing the layout well. He had his hand on the door knob to Ianto's bedroom when it registered that Ianto never kept his door closed when he was home alone.
Well, good for him. Jack wondered momentarily why Ianto didn't say anything. He'd gone out pulling before, but he always mentioned it. Curious, Jack turned the knob and opened the door only wide enough to see inside.
- In the bleak December – Hope – Torchwood [Archive of Our Own]
She'd always, always thought the Hub was haunted. […] And not just in the part of it that sported a wall of corpses.