CSI: Cardiff

[capj_harkness]

Who: Jack and Ianto
When: Crime Scene Investigation, Torchwood-style.
Where: The SUV and the bar where the attack took place.
What: Jack and Ianto go into the field to check out the scene of the previous night's alien attack.
Status: Complete.

Comments

[tea_boy_x]

Getting things ready for the team had always been his job, so he'd gotten that done pretty fast. Of course Ianto did make sure no one would mess up his supplies, which is why he would find anything he'd need at double quick time

[capj_harkness]

Jack smiled at his answer, noticing (pleased) that he'd made an actual effort to replace 'sir' with Jack's name.

"Hopefully the plod haven't put their bootprints all over our evidence yet," he said, more to make conversation than anything else. He just wanted Ianto to talk to him. He didn't care about what. He thought they used to talk, before he left. It had been easy, hadn't it? He was willing to take it more slowly if he thought it meant he'd eventually get somewhere, but not knowing was killing him a little.

Figuratively, of course. The other thing that was different was that the team knew he couldn't die. That little revelation had happened only just before he left. He hoped that wasn't what was making things awkward.

Maybe he wished it was. It would be easier to deal with than the whole thing where he abandonned them for a few months making things awkward.

[tea_boy_x]

"I wouldn't count on that," Ianto replied, knowing that despite Gwen's best effort their relation ship with the Cardiff police-force still wasn't the best one. Of course Jack would know that, Ianto was no fool. He was, however, somewhat relaxed to find he wasn't the only one having some trouble with the situation.

Awkward. Yes. That really was the best way to put it.

Ianto didn't like awkward. Right up there with uncomfortable. Both of which had happened to him when Jack ran off. He hadn't been the only one to remember that kiss Jack had given him after he came back from Abadon.

The team had as well. Especially Owen. But his mocking had been easier to deal with then the doe eyes of pity from Gwen and Tosh.

"At least it's not raining?" the Welshman offered, and the moment those words left his mouth he could bloody well smack himself. At least it's not raining. God. What the hell was that?

[capj_harkness]

Jack was so startled by that observation that he laughed. He looked at Ianto with a grin.

"You know, it hasn't rained since I got back. Do you think Cardiff missed me?" he joked.

It wasn't strictly true that Cardiff couldn't go a few days at a stretch without rain, but it sure seemed like it sometimes. And Jack hadn't even been back 24 hours.

[tea_boy_x]

This was just exhausting. Ianto's mind was reeling while trying to keep up with this. Wondering how it had gotten from Jack leaving them, him, to this all being somehow Ianto's fault.

How in the hell did that happen? Was he going to find fingers pointing at him when they'd come back at the Hub too? His co-workers now suddenly blaming him as well? Not that this would be new. And far more preferable over the pitying looks because Jack had left his part-time shag behind.

The one thing that stood out in Jack's not so little rant was the venomous 'I don't even belong here'. The younger man visibly flinched at those words. Ianto wasn't good enough to make him feel as though Jack belonged here. Was wanted here. Jack had been missed so much it had bloody well hurt.Insecurity just got turned up another notch

[capj_harkness]

"Do you still want me here?" he asked plainly. "Do you still want me?"

He noticed the hurt in Ianto's tone, but didn't know what was causing it. But hurting him was the last thing Jack wanted to do.

[tea_boy_x]

He couldn't help himself. A hand shot out, the back of his fingers stroking Jack's cheek gently. Not caring about the small flecks of blood which stained his nails.

"Oh, oh god yes, cariad. Don't ever doubt that," he whispered with a desperation that nearly had him wincing at how pathetically needy he sounded.

[capj_harkness]

Jack smiled a little. "Then how about we forget about 'everyone' and all the stuff they think they know, get this work done and then we can go on that date you promised me?" he proposed.