Fic: What Will Be.
Title: What Will Be.
Author: zorell
Chapter: 46/?
Rating: PG
Characters: Jack, Ianto, Tosh, Owen, Martha, Gwen, the Doctor, Donna.
Pairings: Jack/Ianto.
Summary: Ianto fills Donna in on a plan, while Jack makes a decision.
Disclaimer: Torchwood belongs to BBC and RTD.
A/N: Hope this is alright and that you enjoy. As usual apologise for mistakes, bad grammar, dodgy plot etc.
previous chapter : https://zorell.livejournal.com/21927.html
Chapter 46
“ So what’s the plan ?” Donna asked her returning companion, the Torchwood archivist having nipped out to retrieve a few items from the car.
Ianto looked over at the only other current occupant of the Morgans kitchen. The latest word from Jack at the rift opening had been less than reassuring, so the Welshman had quietly persuaded the Morgans to relocate to one of the secure safe locations on the property until any potential threat from the Xa’lk was neutralized. Ianto had, for a fleeting second, considered having Donna go with them, but as if knowing what he was about to say the feisty Londoner had given him a look that conveyed, very eloquently, her thoughts on it even briefly crossing his mind.
“ How do you feel about being a housewife ?” Ianto asked Donna with a smile, as he put the items he had collected from the Audi onto the kitchen table.
“ Housewife ? Why Mr. Jones you haven’t even taken me to dinner ! And what would the good Captain say ?!” Donna replied cheekily.
“ Knowing Jack he’d ask for a threesome .” Ianto responded without thinking, a blush crossing his face as he realized what he’d said.
Donna couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her at the Welshman’s comment. “ I bet he would,” she smiled wriggling her eyebrow suggestively adding “ Though I can’t honestly see Handsome actually agreeing to share you…mores the pity !” The redhead winked at her new found friend before taking pity on him and brought the conversation back to more pressing matters. “So, housewife ?”
“ It will be better if there is someone here if the Xa’lk finds its way to the house, otherwise it will head to the next nearest, and freshest, trace of C’tylni it picks up.” Ianto stated.
“ The Pryce’s.” Donna recalled that Evan had been at their neighbours when she and Ianto had arrived.
“ Yes, the Pryce’s” Ianto confirmed.
“ And it will go there if it doesn’t find anyone here.” It was more a statement than a question from the Londoner. “ I get that a presence is needed,” Donna continued, “but surely the Xa’lk will know we aren’t C’tylni before he even gets here, I mean he must be scanning the area to find them and I presume they give off some sort of reading that is unique to them, one that we can’t project.”
Ianto couldn’t help but smile. Donna was a breath of fresh air with an amazing grasp on things, and anyone who underestimated her did so at their peril. The Welshman was very glad she was on their side.
“ The Morgans have been here awhile and the immediate area has high concentrations of their own natural elements that are likely to be what the Xa’lk will be tracking. Those high readings along with wearing some of the Morgans clothing,” Ianto looked over to the back of the outside kitchen door where a couple of coats were hanging, “ should mask our own readings enough to allow us to get near to the Xa’lk and contain it.”
“ Should ?” Donna looked a little skeptically at Ianto.
“ It’s the best I’ve got,” Ianto replied honestly.
“ I’ll take your best over others anytime ,” the Doctors current companion reassured with a smile before asking about the containing part of what Ianto had said.
Ianto drew Donna’s attention to the items he’d brought in from the car pointing out what looked like a largish hexagonal gem stone, a deep purple in colour which could be concealed in the palm of one’s hand.
“ That is a portable containment field. Throw it at a subject and it activates encasing it in a force field.” Ianto explained. It was similar to the portable prison cell Jack had used on Gwen’s first day, although this was a later model and more advanced.
“ Isn’t there a chance it will be activated by accident ? What if it’s dropped or something ?” Donna asked looking at the ‘stone.'
“ The centre needs to be pressed to prime it,” Ianto picked up the device to show Donna, “ then it’s thrown, ideally at the base of what needs to be contained, but you can also throw it at the item itself, on contact the device engages. If it is not thrown within a minute of being primed it reverts to a de-active setting needing to be repressed before use.”
“ So no risk of accidentally triggering it.” Donna said as Ianto handed her the device so she could get both a closer look and feel for it.
“ None that Tosh has found.” Ianto reassured.
“ So we wait for the Xa’lk, and if it turns up and gets near enough we throw this at it,” Donna studied the ‘stone’ turning it around in her hand as she spoke.
“ Pretty much.” Ianto confirmed.
“ What if it gets too close ?” The redhead looked up to her companion.
“ That’s what these are for.” Ianto motioned to two of the remaining objects on the table. “ Stun guns.”
“ Stun guns.” Donna repeated sounding a little sceptical.
“ We don’t know what species the Xa’lk is so a tranquillizer is out as we don’t know what will work let alone know the right dose required. A bullets effectiveness is equally questionable, not knowing if it would penetrate the skin. But an electrical charge will disrupt even alien physiology.” The Welshman explained as he showed the Doctors current companion how to operate his preferred weapon.
“ So,” Donna said taking the stun gun in her hand and raising as if to use. “ worst case scenario we zap it and trap it.”
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“ Tosh ?” Jack turned to his Torchwood team member.
“ I’ve remotely updated Ianto’s PDA with the same tracking program for the Xa’lk that we are using now, it should give them an earlier warning if it approaches their location.”
“ Thank you.” Jack smiled appreciatively at Tosh, he knew that the tech wiz was worried for those at the Morgans, particularly her best friend.
“ Should we call in Owen and Gwen ?” Tosh asked. Owen had let them know a short while ago that he and Gwen had just returned to the Hub with their now captured weevil.
Jack considered his colleagues question. They were currently checking the ‘safe haven’ area and both that and the ship needed to be secured. Then there was the Xa’lk itself, it needed to be found and restrained as soon as possible, and of course there was the Morgans. It wasn’t that Jack doubted Ianto’s ability in handling things his end, far from it, the Captain was well aware of the Welshman’s capabilities, but equally he had never faced a Xa’lk and that was a whole new ball game; add to that Ianto’s recent death, his fiancés tendency to be self-sacrificing and Donna’s presence, and Jacks concern went up by quite a few notches. In theory two of them could stay at the rift site while the other two could track the Xa’lk, but in reality the immortal would be happier if there was also someone going to the Morgans just in case. Decision made Jack activated his comm.
Chapter 47 : https://zorell.livejournal.com/22279.html
Author: zorell
Chapter: 46/?
Rating: PG
Characters: Jack, Ianto, Tosh, Owen, Martha, Gwen, the Doctor, Donna.
Pairings: Jack/Ianto.
Summary: Ianto fills Donna in on a plan, while Jack makes a decision.
Disclaimer: Torchwood belongs to BBC and RTD.
A/N: Hope this is alright and that you enjoy. As usual apologise for mistakes, bad grammar, dodgy plot etc.
previous chapter : https://zorell.livejournal.com/21927.html
Chapter 46
“ So what’s the plan ?” Donna asked her returning companion, the Torchwood archivist having nipped out to retrieve a few items from the car.
Ianto looked over at the only other current occupant of the Morgans kitchen. The latest word from Jack at the rift opening had been less than reassuring, so the Welshman had quietly persuaded the Morgans to relocate to one of the secure safe locations on the property until any potential threat from the Xa’lk was neutralized. Ianto had, for a fleeting second, considered having Donna go with them, but as if knowing what he was about to say the feisty Londoner had given him a look that conveyed, very eloquently, her thoughts on it even briefly crossing his mind.
“ How do you feel about being a housewife ?” Ianto asked Donna with a smile, as he put the items he had collected from the Audi onto the kitchen table.
“ Housewife ? Why Mr. Jones you haven’t even taken me to dinner ! And what would the good Captain say ?!” Donna replied cheekily.
“ Knowing Jack he’d ask for a threesome .” Ianto responded without thinking, a blush crossing his face as he realized what he’d said.
Donna couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her at the Welshman’s comment. “ I bet he would,” she smiled wriggling her eyebrow suggestively adding “ Though I can’t honestly see Handsome actually agreeing to share you…mores the pity !” The redhead winked at her new found friend before taking pity on him and brought the conversation back to more pressing matters. “So, housewife ?”
“ It will be better if there is someone here if the Xa’lk finds its way to the house, otherwise it will head to the next nearest, and freshest, trace of C’tylni it picks up.” Ianto stated.
“ The Pryce’s.” Donna recalled that Evan had been at their neighbours when she and Ianto had arrived.
“ Yes, the Pryce’s” Ianto confirmed.
“ And it will go there if it doesn’t find anyone here.” It was more a statement than a question from the Londoner. “ I get that a presence is needed,” Donna continued, “but surely the Xa’lk will know we aren’t C’tylni before he even gets here, I mean he must be scanning the area to find them and I presume they give off some sort of reading that is unique to them, one that we can’t project.”
Ianto couldn’t help but smile. Donna was a breath of fresh air with an amazing grasp on things, and anyone who underestimated her did so at their peril. The Welshman was very glad she was on their side.
“ The Morgans have been here awhile and the immediate area has high concentrations of their own natural elements that are likely to be what the Xa’lk will be tracking. Those high readings along with wearing some of the Morgans clothing,” Ianto looked over to the back of the outside kitchen door where a couple of coats were hanging, “ should mask our own readings enough to allow us to get near to the Xa’lk and contain it.”
“ Should ?” Donna looked a little skeptically at Ianto.
“ It’s the best I’ve got,” Ianto replied honestly.
“ I’ll take your best over others anytime ,” the Doctors current companion reassured with a smile before asking about the containing part of what Ianto had said.
Ianto drew Donna’s attention to the items he’d brought in from the car pointing out what looked like a largish hexagonal gem stone, a deep purple in colour which could be concealed in the palm of one’s hand.
“ That is a portable containment field. Throw it at a subject and it activates encasing it in a force field.” Ianto explained. It was similar to the portable prison cell Jack had used on Gwen’s first day, although this was a later model and more advanced.
“ Isn’t there a chance it will be activated by accident ? What if it’s dropped or something ?” Donna asked looking at the ‘stone.'
“ The centre needs to be pressed to prime it,” Ianto picked up the device to show Donna, “ then it’s thrown, ideally at the base of what needs to be contained, but you can also throw it at the item itself, on contact the device engages. If it is not thrown within a minute of being primed it reverts to a de-active setting needing to be repressed before use.”
“ So no risk of accidentally triggering it.” Donna said as Ianto handed her the device so she could get both a closer look and feel for it.
“ None that Tosh has found.” Ianto reassured.
“ So we wait for the Xa’lk, and if it turns up and gets near enough we throw this at it,” Donna studied the ‘stone’ turning it around in her hand as she spoke.
“ Pretty much.” Ianto confirmed.
“ What if it gets too close ?” The redhead looked up to her companion.
“ That’s what these are for.” Ianto motioned to two of the remaining objects on the table. “ Stun guns.”
“ Stun guns.” Donna repeated sounding a little sceptical.
“ We don’t know what species the Xa’lk is so a tranquillizer is out as we don’t know what will work let alone know the right dose required. A bullets effectiveness is equally questionable, not knowing if it would penetrate the skin. But an electrical charge will disrupt even alien physiology.” The Welshman explained as he showed the Doctors current companion how to operate his preferred weapon.
“ So,” Donna said taking the stun gun in her hand and raising as if to use. “ worst case scenario we zap it and trap it.”
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“ Tosh ?” Jack turned to his Torchwood team member.
“ I’ve remotely updated Ianto’s PDA with the same tracking program for the Xa’lk that we are using now, it should give them an earlier warning if it approaches their location.”
“ Thank you.” Jack smiled appreciatively at Tosh, he knew that the tech wiz was worried for those at the Morgans, particularly her best friend.
“ Should we call in Owen and Gwen ?” Tosh asked. Owen had let them know a short while ago that he and Gwen had just returned to the Hub with their now captured weevil.
Jack considered his colleagues question. They were currently checking the ‘safe haven’ area and both that and the ship needed to be secured. Then there was the Xa’lk itself, it needed to be found and restrained as soon as possible, and of course there was the Morgans. It wasn’t that Jack doubted Ianto’s ability in handling things his end, far from it, the Captain was well aware of the Welshman’s capabilities, but equally he had never faced a Xa’lk and that was a whole new ball game; add to that Ianto’s recent death, his fiancés tendency to be self-sacrificing and Donna’s presence, and Jacks concern went up by quite a few notches. In theory two of them could stay at the rift site while the other two could track the Xa’lk, but in reality the immortal would be happier if there was also someone going to the Morgans just in case. Decision made Jack activated his comm.
Chapter 47 : https://zorell.livejournal.com/22279.html