This is a really terrible drabble. And it was longer, but I seemed to have accidently deleted it. Oops. So here’s the little bit I do have, for the superwholockthecomic fanwork friday: career change prompt.

Sam and Dean join Torchwood.

“Dean, Sam, where are you?” Jack asked into his com as he looked around the warehouse, gun at the ready.

“Second floor,” said Dean.

Suddenly there was the sound of gunfire. Jack ran up the stairs, knowing the rest of the team was right behind him. Dean stood over the alien while Sam crouched next to it. “What is it?” asked Sam.

Jack moved closer. Owen dropped next to Sam. Jack sighed. “We’ve got bigger problems. These come in pairs. Ianto, Dean, you better check out the third floor.”

Dean nodded and led the way up the stairs. Ianto checked for readings. “So you and Jack…” asked Dean. They’d only joined Torchwood a few weeks earlier.

“Not relevant to catching this alien,” said Ianto.

 “Right,” said Dean, moving around a corner.

“One hundred meters to the left,” called Ianto.

Dean moved ahead, looking for trouble. It found him first. There was a shout and Dean found himself knocked off his feet, gun skittering across the floor. Dean shoved at the large creature but before he could even shout for help a shot rang out.

He shoved the dead alien off himself as Ianto offered a hand up, suit not even wrinkled. Shaking his head, Dean took his hand as the rest of the team came running up. Ianto looked at Jack. “That’s sorted then.”

Jack grinned as he looked from Ianto to Dean and back again. “I think I like you two together.”

Ianto rolled his eyes and gave a long suffering sigh. Dean did his best to ignore the remark. “So now it’s clean up?”

“Yep. The really exciting part of our job.”