Disclaimer: I do not own and never will, Torchwood or the characters within
Warnings: yes, probably, but i don't know how to hide the words, so consider this a warning
Characters: Jack Harkness, Tenth Doctor
Notes: written for the redisourcolour challenge 16: Apocalypse. Prompts are "nonplus, mucilaginous, table-lamp" and the phrase "What we need, is a (insert item of choice here)." There's a more fuller note at the end of the fic.
Author's Notes: Written at work as i've got to pack and fly out tomorrow. Mum's not going to be here next week so i need to get there to say good-bye. Which has probably affected this fic more than i planned...
Summary: Jack has been left in the dark for a long time.