If I Lose you Tonight...
“You had us worried not knowing where you went.” Said Ianto softly, taking seat on Jacks desk. -“How did you find the glove.”
“I am sorry.” -Said Jack removing his face from his hands, he could not hide the sadness on his eyes. -“You are not accusing me?”
“About what?” -Ianto kept his voice neutral, but softened his gaze.
“Bringing Owen back…” -he avoided Ianto’s gaze and his eyes went for the floor. -“Everybody is! They won’t say anything but they are.”
“You had your reasons, and I bet it was not just because of the alarm code, was it?” -He took one of Jacks hand in his to get his attention. -“I respect that, and so will everybody. Just give them time to process.”
“You think so…” -Finally, he looked at him, like a scared child waiting for punishment. -“I am selfish. I just thought of myself.”
“Did you? You new Owen was not ready to go and neither were we.” -Seconds of pure silence, while Jack stared at him in disbelief. -“Yes, you were selfish but tell me, who isn’t… Was not I selfish when I rescued Lisa, when I kept her down here not thinking on the consequences. And even more for not telling a soul about it, and yet you forgave me.” -He said with a sad smile. -“Love make us selfish, I know you loved Owen, and I am sure you did it because of that.” -He reached and posted a kiss on Jack’s temple. -“Come on drink your coffee it would make you feel better.” -Jack took a sip, and suddenly the flavor hit him like soft blanket of comfort, he lean down and rested his head against Ianto’s legs allowing the young man to caress his hair. -“I take that the coffee is good!” -He suddenly remembered for the last hours Ianto had him drinking black ink. He looked up to find Ianto smiling at him, even though seeing Ianto smiling gave him comfort, Jack had grown afraid of seeing Ianto smiling in the most uncommon situations. He had learn the hard way that his smiles could only mean two things he was either really pissed off at someone, which most of the times was Jack, or he was about to do something evil.
“It’s good… Should I be worried?” -About to put the cup down, only to be caught by another smile from Ianto. -“Ianto?”
“Nothing to worry about… Is just that I am trying this new brew I found on the coffee store…” -Jack kept staring at him not actually believing a word… Another reassuring simile from Ianto. -“Is not ink if that’s what you’re thinking.” -He grabbed the cup and took a sip out of it. -“You from all people should know by now that I don’t use the same trick twice.” -He put the cup down on the desk and turned around. -“I’ll go make sure everybody is alright. And I’ll get the first Aid kit to clean that wound on your head.” -For once taking notice of Jack’s wound on the left side of his head. - “how many did you fight?’
“A lot and I did not have time to do a head counting.” -He tried to smile while Ianto checked the wound.
“Is really a nasty one. It would have left a mark for sure… If you actually got marks” -He grabbed his handkerchief and started to wipe the blood from the now closing wound.
“They will close eventually you know.” -Regarding him with one of the famous Captain Jack’s grins. -“I am sorry Mister Jones, were you just proposing a Doctor game? Cuz in that case I think my blood pressure just went up would you mind checking it.” -He saw Ianto rolled his eyes. As a man of instincts ruled by his famous pheromones, the fact that Ianto was so near, and also that they almost did it in the office just hours before was not helping Jack in any way. He could see the tiredness was written on Ianto’s body. Ianto’s body on his desk, naked and moaning beneath him…Oh yeah, definitely a thing to look forward once this bloody day was over.
“Jack…You spacing out on me.” -Ianto said to regain Jacks attention. -“You have better not be thinking anything naughty because I am really not in…” -Jack tried in vain to hide his look of disappointment. -“I am sorry is just that I am really tired.”
“I thought I had made clear we would do it when we both feel like it.” -Getting up and planting a hot kiss on his lover lips, which only left the other one gasping for air and wanting more. -“Unless you let me do you while you’re sleeping, I guess would just have to postpone it.”
“You are sick you know that?” -Between laughs, Ianto wander if some day he would have to get a spray bottle to get Jack from jumping his bones. -“Drink your coffee…Oh and I suggest at least you change your clothes, I‘ll take them to the cleaners later.” -He turned by the door with a wicked simile. -“About the requested you made to Martha, when I was in middle school they made us wear a cap as part of the uniform, and just to let you know…I made it look good.”
Almost spitting his coffee as he was about to take a drink, Jack saw Ianto wink at him as he finally left. He could not help but smile, with all the kinky ideas that were now roaming around in his head, he took a mental note of asking Toshiko to get pictures of Ianto while in middle school, and then make Martha give him a Unit cap even if it meant he had to beg for it. He took another sip of coffee, it was actually good bold with a strong aroma it could possible wake up a corpse in the morning, yet it was Ianto’s coffee, nothing but the best was expected. He realized then that the anxiety he had felt was no longer there. Jack headed for his room, and grabbed a change of clothes, after hours of no sleep the bed for once looked so inviting. He made another note, sleeping later on with Ianto was even better. He came up and looked at his desk there was much to do, there were piles of paperwork, he had to called Unit and request an extension for Martha’s visit. Moreover, he had to figure out what was he going to do about Owen’s new condition. He was about to sink himself in paperwork when Martha screamed.
Author’s Note: I know is short, but in my defense I do have a heart…Unlike others (wags finger at RTD) and it was hard to kill Owen, even though he is a zombie now.
“I am sorry.” -Said Jack removing his face from his hands, he could not hide the sadness on his eyes. -“You are not accusing me?”
“About what?” -Ianto kept his voice neutral, but softened his gaze.
“Bringing Owen back…” -he avoided Ianto’s gaze and his eyes went for the floor. -“Everybody is! They won’t say anything but they are.”
“You had your reasons, and I bet it was not just because of the alarm code, was it?” -He took one of Jacks hand in his to get his attention. -“I respect that, and so will everybody. Just give them time to process.”
“You think so…” -Finally, he looked at him, like a scared child waiting for punishment. -“I am selfish. I just thought of myself.”
“Did you? You new Owen was not ready to go and neither were we.” -Seconds of pure silence, while Jack stared at him in disbelief. -“Yes, you were selfish but tell me, who isn’t… Was not I selfish when I rescued Lisa, when I kept her down here not thinking on the consequences. And even more for not telling a soul about it, and yet you forgave me.” -He said with a sad smile. -“Love make us selfish, I know you loved Owen, and I am sure you did it because of that.” -He reached and posted a kiss on Jack’s temple. -“Come on drink your coffee it would make you feel better.” -Jack took a sip, and suddenly the flavor hit him like soft blanket of comfort, he lean down and rested his head against Ianto’s legs allowing the young man to caress his hair. -“I take that the coffee is good!” -He suddenly remembered for the last hours Ianto had him drinking black ink. He looked up to find Ianto smiling at him, even though seeing Ianto smiling gave him comfort, Jack had grown afraid of seeing Ianto smiling in the most uncommon situations. He had learn the hard way that his smiles could only mean two things he was either really pissed off at someone, which most of the times was Jack, or he was about to do something evil.
“It’s good… Should I be worried?” -About to put the cup down, only to be caught by another smile from Ianto. -“Ianto?”
“Nothing to worry about… Is just that I am trying this new brew I found on the coffee store…” -Jack kept staring at him not actually believing a word… Another reassuring simile from Ianto. -“Is not ink if that’s what you’re thinking.” -He grabbed the cup and took a sip out of it. -“You from all people should know by now that I don’t use the same trick twice.” -He put the cup down on the desk and turned around. -“I’ll go make sure everybody is alright. And I’ll get the first Aid kit to clean that wound on your head.” -For once taking notice of Jack’s wound on the left side of his head. - “how many did you fight?’
“A lot and I did not have time to do a head counting.” -He tried to smile while Ianto checked the wound.
“Is really a nasty one. It would have left a mark for sure… If you actually got marks” -He grabbed his handkerchief and started to wipe the blood from the now closing wound.
“They will close eventually you know.” -Regarding him with one of the famous Captain Jack’s grins. -“I am sorry Mister Jones, were you just proposing a Doctor game? Cuz in that case I think my blood pressure just went up would you mind checking it.” -He saw Ianto rolled his eyes. As a man of instincts ruled by his famous pheromones, the fact that Ianto was so near, and also that they almost did it in the office just hours before was not helping Jack in any way. He could see the tiredness was written on Ianto’s body. Ianto’s body on his desk, naked and moaning beneath him…Oh yeah, definitely a thing to look forward once this bloody day was over.
“Jack…You spacing out on me.” -Ianto said to regain Jacks attention. -“You have better not be thinking anything naughty because I am really not in…” -Jack tried in vain to hide his look of disappointment. -“I am sorry is just that I am really tired.”
“I thought I had made clear we would do it when we both feel like it.” -Getting up and planting a hot kiss on his lover lips, which only left the other one gasping for air and wanting more. -“Unless you let me do you while you’re sleeping, I guess would just have to postpone it.”
“You are sick you know that?” -Between laughs, Ianto wander if some day he would have to get a spray bottle to get Jack from jumping his bones. -“Drink your coffee…Oh and I suggest at least you change your clothes, I‘ll take them to the cleaners later.” -He turned by the door with a wicked simile. -“About the requested you made to Martha, when I was in middle school they made us wear a cap as part of the uniform, and just to let you know…I made it look good.”
Almost spitting his coffee as he was about to take a drink, Jack saw Ianto wink at him as he finally left. He could not help but smile, with all the kinky ideas that were now roaming around in his head, he took a mental note of asking Toshiko to get pictures of Ianto while in middle school, and then make Martha give him a Unit cap even if it meant he had to beg for it. He took another sip of coffee, it was actually good bold with a strong aroma it could possible wake up a corpse in the morning, yet it was Ianto’s coffee, nothing but the best was expected. He realized then that the anxiety he had felt was no longer there. Jack headed for his room, and grabbed a change of clothes, after hours of no sleep the bed for once looked so inviting. He made another note, sleeping later on with Ianto was even better. He came up and looked at his desk there was much to do, there were piles of paperwork, he had to called Unit and request an extension for Martha’s visit. Moreover, he had to figure out what was he going to do about Owen’s new condition. He was about to sink himself in paperwork when Martha screamed.
Author’s Note: I know is short, but in my defense I do have a heart…Unlike others (wags finger at RTD) and it was hard to kill Owen, even though he is a zombie now.