Suzie was a fighter, always had been; necessity had honed her mind to a razor edge. So when she began to suspect that she was losing Owen (whether to another woman, or he just not being interested any more), she was fully prepared to fight, and to do so with every weapon in her not inconsiderable arsenal.
When asked, Tosh'd swore left and right that she wasn't stealing Owen from Suzie - though she did want Owen for herself.
And, one day, Suzie came across a man whose mind stole her away from her hunt...she engaged him in subtle roundabout discussions and frank talk, ran with him, and fought enemies of him and Torchwood alike - never saw his TARDIS or his screwdriver.
Heard his heartbeats, she did. Hypnotic. Paired thum-thum thum-thum to her resting ear. A comfort, a balm, a welcome distraction. Soothing.
Telling. Regeneration...resurrection... In her mind, it all fits together.
After he's gone, the lanky limbs and indistructable trainers gone to somewhere and -when else, barely a week goes by before she tries the Glove on something with a backbone.
Ten/Suzie Costello
Date: 2008-07-16 11:45 pm (UTC)When asked, Tosh'd swore left and right that she wasn't stealing Owen from Suzie - though she did want Owen for herself.
And, one day, Suzie came across a man whose mind stole her away from her hunt...she engaged him in subtle roundabout discussions and frank talk, ran with him, and fought enemies of him and Torchwood alike - never saw his TARDIS or his screwdriver.
Heard his heartbeats, she did. Hypnotic. Paired thum-thum thum-thum to her resting ear. A comfort, a balm, a welcome distraction. Soothing.
Telling. Regeneration...resurrection... In her mind, it all fits together.
After he's gone, the lanky limbs and indistructable trainers gone to somewhere and -when else, barely a week goes by before she tries the Glove on something with a backbone.
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Requests: Suzie/Seven, Tosh/Owen/Suzie, Owen/Sally Sparrow.