Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood or Buffy.
A/N: The inspiration for this short fic comes from MarcusRowland and his take on what Changes. Note, this is humor, and though I do love this pairing, this is humor. Gah. Post S-7, somewhere in Season Two Torchwood, no Janto-though i like it.
“Torchwood: outside the government, beyond the police. Tracking down alien life on Earth, arming the human race against the future. Fighting for the future on behalf of the human race. The twenty-first century is when everything changes. And you've got to be ready.”
“Ugh,” Buffy groaned, “That’s some speech. Are you trying to put your team in an early grave?”
“What,” Jack asked incredulously.
“Boring speech, my speeches always have couple of jokes, maybe and insult, a few nicknames.”
“When I’m spontaneous, the whole thing becomes one giant innuendo…see?”
Buffy let her head tip backwards as she sighed, “Yeah. So, what changes?”
Jack frowned, something that made him look even cuter, “It’s horrible.”
Buffy rolled her eyes at his words, “Dramatic much? It can’t be completely horrible. What, is the world going to end?”
Jack snorted a little and glanced over at his tiny slayer.
She shook her head at him.
“Again?” The pair said in synchronicity.
Laughter, pure, bright laughter. Their saving grace, always would be.
Buffy leaned against Jack, “Hey, don’t worry, we’ll do it. We’re amazing.”
Smiling broadly, white teeth flashing, Jack slapped her ass, “And we’re hot.”
Buffy looked up at him, “That’s a given.”
Jack grinned down at Buffy before nipping lightly at her lips, muttering something about chocolate under his breath.
Buffy pulled away and playfully glared at him, “So, what’s so bad?”
Jack sighed with all his years, all of the sadness in one breath.
“Coffee becomes extinct.”
Buffy swallowed dryly before whimpering, “No! Bad, very bad. We have to stop it. We need to slay it!”
Jack nodded and pulled Buffy closer against him, “I know.”
Looking across Cardiff, Jack was thankful for the tiny woman in his arms. His wife, his.
Buffy frowned to herself before snuggling into Jack a bit closer, “All of a sudden I want coffee.”
Jack chuckled, it was such a Buffy thing to say.
“Yeah, me too. Let’s go find Ianto and beg for some.”
Arms wrapped around each other, two coffee addicted immortals went to find their next fix.
Review please, I am in the process of writing a Buffy Jack story where they are both immortal…hmm, this came a bit from that. Ta