Trailer for Salvation's Tears.
Owen and Ianto have finally reconciled their differences and accepted one another as true brothers. But when Owen is in an accident, and a Torchwood member is lost, can Ianto hold it together for the sake of his brother? Can Owen be strong enough to hold on for Ianto? And can Torchwood handle yet more turmoil as it tries to change with the times?
"Neither of you are ready to be parents, can't you see that?"
"Owen, you cannot just lie there, or you may as well be dead!"
"I'd rather be dead than like this! I am broken Tosh!"
"I want her back!"
"She's dead Ianto."
"Owen, I'm trying to help you."
"Well I never asked for your help Ianto!"
"Mam would have wanted-"
"Mum is dead, Ianto."
"But dad-"
"You didn't know dad, so don't act like you did!
"You think I'm an idiot, just like the rest of your lot. Think you can string me along while you shag someone else?"
"It isn't like that, I swear."
"Being a dad was supposed to be my chance."
"Jack, I can't lose Owen too."
"I did what I had to to help you, I couldn't have done anymore! What would you have expected me to do?"
"I'd have expected you to die, John!"
"How could this have happened Gwen? How could you let this happen?"
"Rhys I'm sorry!"
"Gray, please, for the love of God you have to stop this…"
"No, I don't have to do anything you tell me Jack."
"But-"
"You see Jack, I am going to destroy your world. I'm going to go into it and tear it apart from the inside. Break those you love like those monsters broke me. And there'll be nothing you can do about it."
"There's no choice Jack. There is not even a consideration of doing anything else. This is all here is."
"Do you even like Andy anymore?"
"What difference does that make?"
"I'm so sorry."
"Sorry for what? It wasn't your baby?"
"What's the point of being here, Tosh, if I can't do anything and everyone treats me like I'm made of glass?"
"Owen!"
"Ianto…"
"Owen, please don't, please don't go. I need you to hang on, please!"
"Ianto…"
"OWEN!"
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A/N: I started this fic in 2007, when a certain estarcollector offered up a simple prompt. 'Owen and Ianto are brothers'. I read through a few of the fics that popped up after the prompt was offered and decided to try it myself. So off I went with Tear-Filled Trails of Blood (Oh how I now regret that ridiculous title), intending to have it be about 10 chapters long, containing the tale within the idea of Ivor Jones and Owen getting back at him for what he did to Ianto. Never in my wildest imaginings did I think this story would become what it did –I'm sure if you're reading this I have no need to remind you of what it is like, lol.
This fic is, in total, 270, 197 words. It has 82 chapters, (or 87 if you count the ones I split up as separate), and is the most ambitious fic I have ever done. It has, quite literally, outdone and outshone every other fic I have ever written. That is not to say it is the best written, the best plotted, or anything like that. But it certainly was a challenge, and a lot of fun. I am proud of this fic, although if I ever go back to it (which will not be any time soon), knowing what I know now about how it pans out I'd probably change pieces to better fit it all together. But then again, I may leave it as a kind of showing how much I changed and grew as a writer over time, if only for myself. Before Tears I'd never have had the guts to include Michaela, and whether you liked her or hated her, it was a very important step for me to put her in there as my own creation.
So, I am really happy with this achievement and I want to thank every single person who came along for the insane ride with me. I really appreciated everything that was said to me about it, from saying that you liked it, to more in depth thoughts, even when they were not the most positive. I appreciated it every time that you took the time to say something about this fic. So, finally, and before I collapse into a nervous wreak of exhaustion, I simply wish to say, Thank You All So Much!
Slainte!
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