Fic: Vizzini's Rule (22/105)
Title: Vizzini's Rule, Chapter 22
Rating: PG
Warnings: Nope.
Spoilers: Season One thru Countrycide (1x6)
Disclaimer: Torchwood and all its wonderfulness belong to Russell T. Davies and the Mighty Beeb. Just goofin' around!
Summary: In which Jack plans a little outing...
Notes: Comments are love! Thanks! :o)
Previous Chapters
Vizzini's Rule: Chapter Twenty-Two
“Ianto!”
“Yes, sir?” Ianto replied as he threaded his way through the bead curtain.
“Do we have any camping gear?” Jack asked.
“Camping gear?” Ianto asked blankly. “You mean, like tents?”
“Tents, sleeping bags, whatever.”
Ianto thought for a moment. “I believe there are some old army supplies down in the lower basement. I can see what there is.”
“Good, good. Get on that will you?”
“Of course, sir. May I ask why?”
Jack grinned. “New case. The police have requested our assistance with a rash of missing persons up in Brecon Beacons.”
“And this will require camping gear?”
Jack shrugged. “It’s a ways out there and I thought it might be fun. We could all use a little break,” he added quietly.
Ianto nodded. It had been a rough week for Jack. When the rest of the team finally deigned to return to work, they had ignored Jack as much as possible until they each came to grips with his decision regarding the little girl. Ianto was surprised that Gwen was the first to relent. He came to believe that Gwen didn’t necessarily think Jack was right, but that she just couldn’t stand giving him the silent treatment. As soon as she forgave him, she became Jack’s shadow, taking her work into his office, intercepting Ianto so she could bring him his coffee, generally making a nuisance of herself, Ianto thought with that twinge of jealousy which always hit him when he saw Jack and Gwen together.
Now seeing the gloomy look on Jack’s face, Ianto reached out to touch his shoulder briefly. “I’ll go right down and see what I can find. When do you want to leave?”
Jack smiled and covered Ianto’s hand with his own. “Thanks, Ianto. Could you have everything ready by lunch time?”
Ianto glanced at his watch. “If I can find the equipment easily, then yes. I’ll let you know if it’s going to be a problem.”
“Thanks again, Yan. Be sure you leave enough time to grab a change of clothes.”
Ianto looked confused, “For whom?”
“For yourself,” Jack replied in surprised tone. “I don’t imagine you’ll want to be sleeping rough in your suit.”
“You want me to come?” Ianto asked, unable to keep the disbelief out of his voice.
Jack looked at him curiously, “Yeah, I said ‘the team’ and that means you too.”
“But… but I’ve never done fieldwork before, sir. I didn’t think… I mean… well, why now?”
Jack reached for Ianto and then hesitated and pulled his arms back, crossing them over his chest. “It’s like I said, we could all use a little break. Don’t you want to come?”
“I… I…,” Ianto was at a loss, but Jack expected him to join the team and he didn’t want to let him down. “Yes,” he said finally.
“Good. Then let me know what you find in the basement, go get changed, and we’ll have some fun.”
Ianto nodded and started to accompany Jack back downstairs. They had almost reached the service lift when Jack turned suddenly and said, “Oh, and don’t tell the others. I want it to be a surprise.” He grinned like a little kid and entered the lift. Ianto, safely out of sight behind Jack, rolled his eyes. Oh yeah, he thought, it’ll be a surprise alright.
TBC in Chapter Twenty-Three
Rating: PG
Warnings: Nope.
Spoilers: Season One thru Countrycide (1x6)
Disclaimer: Torchwood and all its wonderfulness belong to Russell T. Davies and the Mighty Beeb. Just goofin' around!
Summary: In which Jack plans a little outing...
Notes: Comments are love! Thanks! :o)
Previous Chapters
Vizzini's Rule: Chapter Twenty-Two
“Ianto!”
“Yes, sir?” Ianto replied as he threaded his way through the bead curtain.
“Do we have any camping gear?” Jack asked.
“Camping gear?” Ianto asked blankly. “You mean, like tents?”
“Tents, sleeping bags, whatever.”
Ianto thought for a moment. “I believe there are some old army supplies down in the lower basement. I can see what there is.”
“Good, good. Get on that will you?”
“Of course, sir. May I ask why?”
Jack grinned. “New case. The police have requested our assistance with a rash of missing persons up in Brecon Beacons.”
“And this will require camping gear?”
Jack shrugged. “It’s a ways out there and I thought it might be fun. We could all use a little break,” he added quietly.
Ianto nodded. It had been a rough week for Jack. When the rest of the team finally deigned to return to work, they had ignored Jack as much as possible until they each came to grips with his decision regarding the little girl. Ianto was surprised that Gwen was the first to relent. He came to believe that Gwen didn’t necessarily think Jack was right, but that she just couldn’t stand giving him the silent treatment. As soon as she forgave him, she became Jack’s shadow, taking her work into his office, intercepting Ianto so she could bring him his coffee, generally making a nuisance of herself, Ianto thought with that twinge of jealousy which always hit him when he saw Jack and Gwen together.
Now seeing the gloomy look on Jack’s face, Ianto reached out to touch his shoulder briefly. “I’ll go right down and see what I can find. When do you want to leave?”
Jack smiled and covered Ianto’s hand with his own. “Thanks, Ianto. Could you have everything ready by lunch time?”
Ianto glanced at his watch. “If I can find the equipment easily, then yes. I’ll let you know if it’s going to be a problem.”
“Thanks again, Yan. Be sure you leave enough time to grab a change of clothes.”
Ianto looked confused, “For whom?”
“For yourself,” Jack replied in surprised tone. “I don’t imagine you’ll want to be sleeping rough in your suit.”
“You want me to come?” Ianto asked, unable to keep the disbelief out of his voice.
Jack looked at him curiously, “Yeah, I said ‘the team’ and that means you too.”
“But… but I’ve never done fieldwork before, sir. I didn’t think… I mean… well, why now?”
Jack reached for Ianto and then hesitated and pulled his arms back, crossing them over his chest. “It’s like I said, we could all use a little break. Don’t you want to come?”
“I… I…,” Ianto was at a loss, but Jack expected him to join the team and he didn’t want to let him down. “Yes,” he said finally.
“Good. Then let me know what you find in the basement, go get changed, and we’ll have some fun.”
Ianto nodded and started to accompany Jack back downstairs. They had almost reached the service lift when Jack turned suddenly and said, “Oh, and don’t tell the others. I want it to be a surprise.” He grinned like a little kid and entered the lift. Ianto, safely out of sight behind Jack, rolled his eyes. Oh yeah, he thought, it’ll be a surprise alright.
TBC in Chapter Twenty-Three