Title: Calling The Timelord
Author:
magikalrhiannonBeta: the amazing
kajmere and the delicious
trueblue55 both of whom I cannot live without.
Fandom: Torchwood AU
Verse:
Time VersePairing: Jack/Ianto
Rating: PG
Spoilers: All up to Season 2 Ep 11 Adrift
Summary: Jack calls the Doctor to tell him he found Ianto, and to ask him to take them back to Earth.
Word Count: 1839
Disclaimer: All rights belong to BBC and Russell T Davies. I'm just finger-painting in someone else's masterpiece. No infringement intended.
Notes: For
kajmere, cuz she owns me. Thank you for keeping me sane when Eleven and his bowtie tries to drive me to insanity!
You will need to read
Adrift In Time for this to make any sense. This is set directly after Adrift In Time.
Jack dialled the silver mobile phone the Doctor had given to him when he left Jack on Daelynea as a means to contact him if required. Ianto sat on the desk and reached out to hold his hand as Jack sank into the visitors chair that was behind him.
“Jack? Is that you?” the Doctor answered, sounding concerned.
“Doc? Hey! Wow, you can hear me huh?” Jack smiled at Ianto, who offered a brief, and slightly reassured yet slightly terrified smile. “I wasn't sure if this thing still worked or not.”
“Well of course it still works! I gave it to you,” the Doctor huffed distractedly. “Was there a reason for you calling? Oh,” he must have stopped whatever he was doing because now Jack had his full attention, “did you find your Ianto Jones? I did tell you to call if you found him.”
“Well, Doc, it turns out, he kind of found me,” Jack grinned, and pulled on Ianto's hand to get him off the desk and to sit on his lap.
“I'm sorry, Jack, I don't follow.”
“He's one of my students here at the Academy this year, Doc,” Jack explained.
“Well, I wonder what made that possible?”
“I should put him on?” Jack asked, looking at Ianto, who's eyes went wide and he shook his head.
“Yes! I would be delighted to talk with him. You speak so highly of him. I should expect he must be fascinating to talk to.”
Jack pressed a button on the phone and rested it on the arm of his chair.
“I put you on speaker phone, Doc!” Jack said. Ianto shook his head and looked at Jack pathetically, like a sad, wounded dog. “He won't bite, Ianto.”
Ianto huffed. “H-hello?”
“Hello Mr Jones! I must say, I have heard all about you! Even some things I didn't need to know, quite frankly. Still, it is nice to know that there's someone in the multiple universes out there that can tame our wild Jack there, hey?”
“Um... thank you, I think?”
"Gee, thanks for that Doc," Jack said wryly.
“Oh, you're welcome! Now then. Where have you been all these years? There've been a lot of people out there looking for you, Ianto Jones, and none are too pleased about you going missing, not the least of which is that man with you.”
“Well it's not like I did it on purpose,” Ianto replied indignantly. Jack wrapped his arms around Ianto's waist and squeezed as he laughed.
“I never said you did!”
“Yes, well, be that as it may, I didn't know who I was or where to look. I was completely lost, D-doctor. But as soon as I was free and heard about this place, I... I had a feeling I had to come here. I just knew there was something I had to find here, at the Time Agency Academy.”
“Ah. And where were you?” the Doctor asked.
“Havaasana.”
“Oh, yes. The cloning planet. Well that explains why we couldn't find you. They cloned you, did they?”
Ianto froze. “I-I don't know.”
“Well, they must have. You were you frozen weren't you?”
“Oh.” Ianto looked down at Jack, sad. “Yes.”
“Yes. Well. I am sorry.”
“Why? Why are you sorry? Why is he sorry, Jack?” Ianto looked back at Jack frantically. He didn't like the Doctor, never had for the way Jack had always abandoned them for him when they were on Earth. Now, talking to the... alien... dread filled Ianto once more. He didn't want his fate left in the hands of the being that had taken away the love of his life. Not when Jack was all he had left.
“Hey, hey, it'll be okay, Yan,” Jack soothed, rubbing a hand up and down his back.
The Doctor sighed. “I don't know if anyone on Havaasana told you about their cryogenics process, but the way they clone humans changes their DNA. Explains why Jack couldn't find you all these years. Not that he didn't try. Nearly drove himself around the twist searching. He was in a right state when I found him on Yasmynth.”
“Doc.” Jack cleared his throat.
“Oh. Yes. Right. Sorry. Havaasana. So. Cloning! Very interesting species, Havaasanians! When they clone a human, they change the DNA to freeze it in it's original state for all eternity. They don't age which means they don't die, they retain their original memories, kept exactly the way they were. Preserved I supposed is the correct term. Like jam. You weren't in a jar, were you? Anyway, essentially, you're just like Jack now, never aging, long memory... The clones are exactly like the original, except they can die, age and they don't have the original specimen's memories. It's how the Havaasanians can tell the clones from the original should there be a break out. By the way, how did you break out? Their cryogenics facilities are second to none in security. You must be very, very good to have broken out of there without being caught. I don't recall a breakout from their cryogenics facility in a good four thousand Havaasanian years!”
“Will I be able to die?” Ianto asked, frowning, ignoring the Doctor's question.
“In a conventional way? That I don't know,” the Doctor sighed. “Jack is a fixed point in time, his life source is from the time vortex of my TARDIS, his life source is that of time itself. It's hard to say without your medical records from Havaasana what will happen with you should you, well, die. It depends on what the Havaasanians used to freeze your DNA. We could run a few tests I suppose, and see what exactly makes up your new DNA?” the Doctor suggested.
“I'll talk to Jack about it later,” Ianto got up from Jack's lap to pace the room. Jack's eyes tracked his lover as he roamed the room, the information weighing heavily on his mind.
“Doc? Listen, we were wondering if you could stop by in a couple of weeks, pick us up? Ianto and I wanted to maybe drop back by Earth a couple of years after he was taken. See Rhiannon and the kids, if it wouldn't mess things up too much?” Jack asked hopefully.
The Doctor happiness was evident in his jovial voice. “We'll be glad to drop by and pick you up. The trip to Earth though... time is such a tricky thing, Jack. You know that.”
“But I haven't been back! I shouldn't run into myself. Surely it wouldn't hurt?”
“You'll be changing the future, taking Ianto Jones back, Jack,” the Doctor warned.
“He should never have been taken in the first place,” Jack returned vehemently.
“Let me do the tests first, Jack, and go from there, hmm?”
Jack sighed. “Okay... okay. Listen, there's two more weeks of school left. I'm going to tender my resignation.” This had Ianto whirling around on the spot. “We'll figure out where we're going after Ianto takes his exams.”
“We'll be there in 2 Daelynian weeks then, Jack.”
“You won't forget?” Jack asked, his eyes on Ianto.
“I promise, I won't. Ms Pond will remind me!”
“Okay, Doc. See you then. And thanks, for everything,” Jack added with a smile.
“You're welcome, Jack, Ianto. Two weeks!” the Doctor hung up.
Ianto rushed over to Jack. “What do you mean, 'tender your resignation'?”
Jack pushed to his feet, and tossed the phone onto his desk. He brought Ianto into his arms, wrapping them around him.
“Do you want to be a Time Agent?” Jack asked him. “Bound to go wherever they tell you go, for however long the mission is... without me?”
Ianto stared at Jack for a split second and then immediately answered, “No.”
Jack nodded once. “Then, I need to resign my post here. Once your exams are over, you can withdraw from your course, and when the Doctor arrives, we can pack up and take off to... wherever.” He threaded his fingers through Ianto's hair. “That okay with you?”
Ianto drew in a deep breath. “Yeah. Okay.” He offered a small smile. “It's just a lot to take in at once.”
“I know, but as long as we're together... yeah?”
“Together, Jack. Always.” Ianto buried his face in Jack's neck as his lover blew out a breath and hugged him tighter.
“Always,” Jack agreed. “You okay about doing these tests with the Doc?”
“I'm assuming he's not a medical doctor like Owen was?” Ianto asked against Jack's neck.
Jack laughed. “No. I … Actually, I don't know why he's called 'the Doctor', he just is. But he's got a brilliant mind, that's for sure. If anyone can figure things out, it'll be the Doc.”
Ianto pulled back to look at Jack. “You trust him, don't you?”
Jack rubbed Ianto's arms in comfort. “Yeah. Yeah I do.”
Ianto frowned. “Why, Jack? I never understood why you trusted someone who always left you behind?”
Jack tilted his head and gave his lover a soft smile. “I love you, you know that? You don't have to be mad at him on my behalf, you know.” Ianto blushed. “And okay, maybe the Doc left me behind a couple of times. But the last two times? I left him by choice. I came back for you, Yan, that first time. I really did. And the last, I stayed here. He brought me here. And it turns out, you found me here. So you know... how can you be mad at him when he brings me to you?” Jack asked, raising an eyebrow.
Ianto sighed. “You have a strange way of twisting the truth around to suit yourself, Captain.”
“Yeah, but you love me anyway.”
Ianto grudgingly smiled. “That I do.” He sighed and hugged Jack. “I have some study to do.”
Jack checked his wrist strap. “And class to get to!”
Ianto pulled back and twisted Jack's arm to look at his wrist strap. “Fuck!” He stretched up to kiss his lips. “See you tonight?”
“Yeah. Come by when you're finished.”
Ianto smiled. Sneaking into the Professors wing yet again. He was becoming a pro at it. “See you tonight, Professor.”
Jack smacked his still sore backside, chuckling as Ianto rubbed it when he bent down to grab his bag and run out of his office.
Once he was on his own, Jack sighed. Two weeks. Two weeks and they'd be out of there. Two weeks and they'd have more answers. Two weeks... and it was the start of their lives together.
Those two weeks couldn't go fast enough.
Next story in the Time Verse:
Trace This Life Back