COMING HOME - Chapter 8/17 + EPILOGUE
Title: Coming Home - Chapter 8
Author: iantosdreamer46
Genre: AU
Pairings/Characters: Ianto/Jack, Tosh/Owen, Gwen/Rhys, Rhiannon
Summary: Ianto has returned to Cardiff to pursue his chosen career as a Theatre Director. He then encounters the Torchwood team who are looking for an alien with a revenge. It's at this point he meets Jack.
Rating: NC-17 Overall
Wordcount: 27,000
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters, they belong to the BBC and RTD, I just like to experiment with them from time to time.
Artist:the_silver_sun
Beta:zazajb
A/N Thanks to the-silver-sun for an awesome design I love it. Also many thanks to zazajb for betaing my fic
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Jack was woken by the roller door opening. He hadn’t really slept, and the last time he’d looked at his watch it said 5.30am. Looking again it was 7am. An hour and a half, damn that man Ianto Jones. He couldn’t get him out of his head. He had to see him again, before the opening night. He had an excuse about the intruder, but that was wearing thin. If he couldn’t prove anything to Ianto, he would have him thrown out.
“Jack....Jack, we have activity in the theatre again. Jack....are you awake?”
Jack heard Tosh’s voice and smiled “Yeah Tosh, I’m just on my way. What’ve we got?”
“Same as yesterday. Only this time it’s moving freely around the auditorium and backstage. What do you want us to do?”
“They’re doing a technical rehearsal today, as they open on Saturday. Oh by the way I managed to get us all tickets.”
“Great, but what about the rift activity?”
“What....oh yeah. I’ll go and check it out. I’ll take the portable containment cell just in case I find anything. I don’t want to ruin Ianto’s rehearsals again, he’ll not be too pleased if I do.”
“Erm....Jack....who’s Ianto?”
“What?” Jack found himself smiling.
“Ianto....you said his name was Ianto? Who is he and why do you have a silly grin on your face?”
“What....oh....erm. Ianto Jones is the Director and....well we....erm.”
“You what Jack? Don’t tell me you ended up shagging him.”
“OWEN!” screamed Tosh. “please leave your filthy thoughts at home. I’m sure Jack didn’t do anything of the sort, did you?”
“Looking at his silly grin, I wouldn’t be too sure.”
“No Owen, I didn’t shag him. We went for a civilised cup of coffee. And we talked. We had an intelligent conversation about William Shakespeare as I walked him back to his hotel.”
Tosh and Owen looked at Jack, looked at each other and smiled. They hadn’t seen Jack this happy for a long time.
“Ok kids, enough. Tosh let’s have those co-ordinates for the rift activity. A technical rehearsal is very intense, so I’d rather not anger Mr Jones anymore thank you.”
“Hey Jack if you do, you could always take him for another coffee and....well whatever else comes up.” Grinned Owen as he dodged a paper ball that Tosh threw.
Jack grabbed the portable cell and kissed Tosh on the top of her head “He doesn’t change does he?”
“No Jack, but I wouldn’t want him any other way.”
Owen smiled at his lover and went to hug her, winked at Jack as they watched him leave the Hub, both noticing a spring in his step they hadn’t seen for a very long time.
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Arriving back at the theatre Jack heard Tosh in his comms.
“Jack it’s above the stage now it’s just dormant, it’s as if it’s watching what’s going on.”
“Ok, I’ll let you know what I find.”
“Thanks Jack....and be careful.”
“Always am Tosh, always am.”
Ianto heard the doors open behind him. Oh not again, if that’s Harkness then I’ll.... What was he thinking? He hadn’t really slept last night, thinking of Jack had kept him awake. Concentrate Jones, these people are counting on you.
Jack needed to prove to Ianto that he was telling the truth, that someone or something was in the theatre. As he quietly made his way to where Ianto was sitting he took out his PDA. Sliding into the seat behind the Welshman he sat and listened.
Ianto could feel a presence, the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, he didn’t have to turn around to know who it was, he could sense it was Jack. He forced himself to concentrate on the actors playing Romeo and Juliet. They’d reached the balcony scene and Romeo had climbed up the trellis to gaze lovingly into Juliets eyes. Romeo had just uttered the line Oh wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied? Juliet was about to answer when Ianto heard the low throaty tones of Jack muttering What satisfaction canst thou have tonight? Without realising what he was doing Ianto answered Th’exchange of thy love’s faithful vow for mine.
“Guys stop! Erm....I need more light on their faces, can you give me a lighter blue. I know it’s supposed to be night time but I can’t see their expressions. Tell you what, let’s break for coffee but be back here in twenty minutes.”
“Ok Mr Jones, we should get the first act finished by lunchtime.”
“That’s fine, just go get a coffee” Ianto turned to see the smiling face of Jack Harkness. His face felt warm and he could feel a reaction starting below his waistline. What is it with this man? Those blue grey eyes, that smile. “Morning Jack, what can I do for you today? Have we got another intruder?” That last question sounded sarcastic and he regretted immediately the tone in which he’d uttered the words.
“Morning Ianto” Jack could feel an immediate reaction in his trousers. He was glad he was sat down he didn’t want Ianto to see....well not yet. “I’m so sorry to disturb you yet again, but we have proof that our theatre here has an intruder. It showed up on our scanners earlier today and I would prefer it if you weren’t bothered by it during the performances.”
“How do you know it’s here?”
“Look at this screen. If you see there” Jack pointed to a flashing dot on the screen “that’s telling me it’s here somewhere and the closest I can tell is that it’s on the stage. Would you mind if I went to check it out?”
“Ok, but tell me, how do you know the words to the play?”
“I love Shakespeare. He was a great guy and very intelligent.” Jack realised Ianto was staring at him he’d just about admitted that he’d met Shakespeare. He couldn’t tell him that....not just yet.
“You talk as if you’ve met him?”
“What....oh....no, just studied him at school.” That was a quick get out Harkness, be careful what you’re doing.
“Right....that’s fine then.” Come on Ianto stop spluttering and get your act together. He’s shown you he’s telling the truth. Relax it’s not as if he’s going to jump on you when you’re alone.
“I’ll come with you, after all two pairs of eyes are better than one.”
“Thanks Ianto I appreciate this and I’m sorry that I’ve disturbed your technical rehearsal. I know how tedious they can be.” Jack followed the Welshman up the treads onto the stage not taking his eyes off the tight arse in the black jeans, his arousal more prominent as they made their way up the stairs.
Ianto could feel Jack’s eyes on his body and he knew he was blushing, he also knew his arousal was noticeable. God I hope Jack doesn’t see. What is it about this man? I don’t have this reaction when I look at Mark or Craig....it’s him, just Jack.
The Tennos was watching the two men step up onto the stage. Harkness I’d know that coat anywhere, it has to be him. He’s not changed one little bit. What has happened to him? Now’s my chance I can kill him, get it over with and go home.
Ianto and Jack walked to the centre of the stage. “Ok Jack, where’s this intruder of yours?” He looked to Jack for an answer but didn’t get one as Jack seemed distracted. “Jack....Jack what’s the....”
Jack pushed him across the stage, both of them tripped up and fell over. Jack managed to grab hold of Ianto just as the lighting rig came crashing down. He rolled them over ending up lying on top of Ianto, their faces millimetres apart. He could feel Ianto’s breath on his face and he was sure he felt the young Welshman’s arousal against his own.
Ianto looked into the eyes of the gorgeous man that was on top of him and instantly felt a reaction in his trousers. Oh God, I hope he can’t feel that. But he knew from the look on Jack’s face he’d felt it. He also felt Jack’s arousal against him.
Then Jack did something that surprised them both. He kissed Ianto. Not a deep passionate kiss, but enough to tell the young man he wanted more. They stayed like that for several seconds before Jack smiled, jumped up, held out a hand and helped Ianto up. They stood looking at each other.
“What....was that?”
“That Mr Jones was firstly, me saving your life and if you’re asking about what else just happened....I kissed you. And I do believe you rather like it.”
“But I’ve never kissed a man before, and if I’m truthful yeah, I liked it.”
Jack smiled and held on to Ianto’s hand. “Look let’s figure out what’s going on here, then after you’ve finished rehearsing maybe we can go for a coffee again.”
“Yes....yes, that would be nice.” What was he thinking? I told mam and Rhi that I’m not gay. I’m not, it’s Jack, just Jack.
“Great I’ll be back here when you finish.” With that Jack left him and went to find out why the rig had fallen.
“Eight....we finish at eight.” Ianto shouted.
Jack waved his hand in recognition as he found a way up into the area above the stage. He needed to find out who or what was there. This was getting personal now. He didn’t want anything to happen to that gorgeous Welshman down on the stage. He looked around and found static readings. He saved the readings ready for Tosh to analyse when he got back. He stopped, that smell, he recognised it, where from? He couldn’t quite put a finger on it. It was a link to something in his past. He took more readings as a shiver went down his spine. He did remember it wasn’t a good smell, something bad was going to happen.
He left the theatre and headed back to the Hub. He needed to sort this. Now he’d found this gorgeous man, he didn’t want anything to happen to him.
“Tosh, I’m on my way back. I’ve got some readings for you to analyse. I’m sending them through now. Make it a top priority please we can’t have the play stopped....not now.”
“Ok Jack I’ll get on to them. What did you mean just then by not now?”
“Oh....what? Nothing, just analyse the readings please.” Jack was thinking about Ianto again and a smile spread across his face. The thought of that kiss, the yes from him to go for another coffee, his reaction below the waist again waking feelings he’d forgotten about.
Ianto watched as Jack’s back disappeared up into the fly area of the stage. What had he been thinking? He’d just agreed to meet this man again for a coffee. He touched his lips, still feeling the warm tingling sensation of Jack’s mouth on his. His blood supply edging southwards again made him smile. He couldn’t get that gorgeous man, nor those beautiful eyes out of his head. Yeah he was right to agree to meeting him again.
He was brought back to earth by Mark rushing onto the stage “Mr Jones....Ianto what’s happened?” He stopped in his tracks as he noticed the lighting bar on the stage.
“Oh Mark, we appear to have had some sort of disaster. Luckily Captain Harkness was here and he managed to push me out of the way. So....no injuries then.”
“But I’m at a loss why....how this happened.”
“Just get it fixed, we need to carry on with the tech as soon as possible. How long is it going to take?”
“Erm, if I get all the guys from the stage crew as well as the lighting guys....possibly an hour and a quarter, hour and a half.”
“Ok let’s get going with as many hands as possible. I want to be finished by eight tonight.”
“Right, we’ll do our best.”
“Best is not good enough Mark, it has to be done, we open in two days. I can’t afford to postpone. Got that?”
“Yes sir. Right, all hands on deck!” screamed Mark as the stage and lighting crews made their way on to the stage.
Ianto decided to get a coffee and sought out the Green Room.
The Tennos looked down onto the stage. NO! How did I miss them? Harkness must be better than I thought. I’m going to have to think of something else to do to him. Wait, what’s going on?
As the Tennos watched the movements on the stage, he saw Jack kiss Ianto and then help him up. That’s interesting, Harkness and that man? Looks like there is something between them. Mmmm maybe it would be better if it was that man Ianto who I disposed of. Clearly they have feelings for one another. Yes! That’s it. I will destroy Harkness, not be killing him, but by killing his mate. After all it was my mate he killed. What a fitting revenge. The Tennos moved further into the shadows. He couldn’t be found, not yet, not until he’d killed that Ianto person and destroyed Jack Harkness.
tbc
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