Title: Grey Winters Day
Parings/characters: Ianto, Jack
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately.
Summary: Sad occasion
Warnings: Character death
Written for day eight of the redismycolour Winter Challenge
Drabble - 100 words exactly.
They carefully walked the icy path so not to fall as the cold wind battered them with snow, it was like the weather was deliberately trying to match their mood.
Standing beside the grave Jack tried desperately to stop his teeth chattering but it was so cold it was impossible, he hoped the howling of the wind would hide the sound as he pulled the collar of his coat around his neck tighter.
As Gwen's coffin was lowered into the ground he felt Ianto's hand in his, a small spark of warmth in an otherwise sad and grey winters day.