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My sleep pattern is officially screwed up again. Of course, staying up to watch the Golden Globes probably hasn't helped. But it did give me tha chance to start a new fic.
Title - Movies and Mojitos (working title)
Fandom(s) - Torchwood/Supernatural
Characters - Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones & Dean Winchester/Castiel
Rating - PG
Disclaimer - Not mine. Never has been, never will be.
Additional Information - There's a few liberties been taken here in terms of character knowledge. this is not meant to be taken seriously. The whole story is set well after the end of both series.
A/N - Written in response to cs_whitewolf's prompts of Dean/Castiel - drinking games and Jack/Ianto - movie night. I wanted to have the four of them come together in the story. Which is this part right here. Then the next two parts will be each of the pairings doing their own thing. I just wanted to have them meet. :D
Castiel was confused as he followed Dean around the store. As part of his ‘human 101 training’ as Dean put it, he was being introduced to the concept of drinking games.
Which led to the two of them being in the middle of a video store. Dean said they needed a few movies in order to do this.
While wondering just what exactly was about to happen, he was distracted by the pair in the next aisle over.
“This one?”
“No. Ricky Gervais is a prick.”
“This one?”
“Did you hear what I just said, Jack? No Ricky Gervais.”
“This one?”
“Are you just picking out random movies to annoy me?”
“No, I’m wondering why we’re even bothering with this. You know what’ll happen anyway.”
“Oh yes, what’s that then?”
“You know all too well, Mr Jones, that about half way through the movie we’ll start making out and by the end of it, you’ll be screaming my name as I come inside you.”
Castiel almost choked as he figured out what the man was talking about.
“Cas, what’s up?” Dean found him trying to breathe properly again
“I think he was eavesdropping on me and my partner here and got a bit of a shock.”
“And that would be how exactly?”
“Sex. They were talking about sex.”
Dean raised an eyebrow. Hearing about sex got this reaction. Then he realised he’d been speaking to two guys. Castiel had no idea about straight sex, let alone gay sex, and here were two guys who were openly talking about it. And in detail, if Cas’ reaction was anything to go by. He was breathing again but refused to look at anything but the floor.
“I apologise”
“Don’t. It’s us - or rather Jack - who should be apologising.” The younger man looked at his partner. “This is why I keep telling you to shut up all the time.”
“And I don’t listen, I know, I know. It’s just you’re so tempting to me, I can’t help myself.”
“Jack, we’re in the middle of the store.”
“So?”
“So we have this gentleman here who you nearly made choke to death in shock.”
“Oh yeah, sorry.”
“Thank you.” Castiel was still quiet but now focusing on Dean’s shoes for some reason. Maybe the floor got dull.
“I really am sorry if I offended you. It’s not like I took your wings away or something.”
“No, Michael did that when I refused to join him against Lucifer.”
“So an actual angel then? I heard whispers over the centuries but never though I would meet one.”
“Hold on a second. What do you mean by centuries and how do you know he’s an angel?”
“I’m immortal. Can’t die. Time traveller too, well used to be. Been on Earth continuously since around 1860. And that line about his wings was just a joke, didn’t think he’d be an actual angel.”
“Okay, this night just keeps getting weirder. What about you, then? You got some superpower or something?”
“Not quite. I have been officially dead for about 6 years though. Well, the me that belongs here. I came through the rift in Cardiff about 4 years ago. Quite a shock for this one, what with the whole dying in his arms bit the other me had done.”
“Other you?”
“Yeah, I’m from a parallel universe. I joined Torchwood, our company, but it was with my wife Lisa, so I never had a relationship with Jack. Then she died, I got swept up in the rift trying to kill myself and wound up here.”
“Good thing too, cos he saved the world.”
“Which one of us hasn’t?”
Jack and Ianto looked at the two infront of them.
“Apocalypse ring any bells? Biblical kind?”
A look of realisation swept across Jack’s face.
“I remember hearing about something going down along those lines over here. So that was you and your brother, was it? Sorry to hear about him. If there’s anything we can do.....”
“It’s ok. We got him the best docs we could get. They think he’ll come out of it but he got busted up pretty bad so it’s anyone’s guess really.”
“Well the offer still stands. I’ve got a pretty good Doctor who owes me a favour.”
“Thanks.”
The assistant of the store walked up to the foursome.
“Sorry to interrupt guys, but the store’s closing shortly.”
“We’ll just be a sec.” Jack flashed a smile at the young woman and she smiled back before nodding and walking away.
“Sorry to have taken up so much of your time. We didn’t mean any offence, Castiel. He’s just insatiable.”
“Dean is like that also so I know what it is like to have to endure it.”
The three of them laughed while Dean tried to pout but failed due to being happy Cas actually made a joke.
“It was nice to meet you guys anyway.”
“You too. Maybe we’ll see each other again. Who knows what the world’s going to throw at us next.”
The two pairs parted way with handshakes.
“He was kinda cute, don’t you think?”
“Who?”
“Castiel.”
“Yeah, he is kinda cute I guess.”
“Dean’s an idiot if he’s not making the most of having such a hot guy around like him. Angel or no angel.”
“Maybe he’s just taking his time.”
“Maybe. Still a waste though.”
“No angel fantasies, Jack. Just because Dean doesn’t know a good thing when it’s infront of him does not under any circumstances mean you can have a go.”
“Spoilsport.”
Title - Movies and Mojitos (working title)
Fandom(s) - Torchwood/Supernatural
Characters - Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones & Dean Winchester/Castiel
Rating - PG
Disclaimer - Not mine. Never has been, never will be.
Additional Information - There's a few liberties been taken here in terms of character knowledge. this is not meant to be taken seriously. The whole story is set well after the end of both series.
A/N - Written in response to cs_whitewolf's prompts of Dean/Castiel - drinking games and Jack/Ianto - movie night. I wanted to have the four of them come together in the story. Which is this part right here. Then the next two parts will be each of the pairings doing their own thing. I just wanted to have them meet. :D
Castiel was confused as he followed Dean around the store. As part of his ‘human 101 training’ as Dean put it, he was being introduced to the concept of drinking games.
Which led to the two of them being in the middle of a video store. Dean said they needed a few movies in order to do this.
While wondering just what exactly was about to happen, he was distracted by the pair in the next aisle over.
“This one?”
“No. Ricky Gervais is a prick.”
“This one?”
“Did you hear what I just said, Jack? No Ricky Gervais.”
“This one?”
“Are you just picking out random movies to annoy me?”
“No, I’m wondering why we’re even bothering with this. You know what’ll happen anyway.”
“Oh yes, what’s that then?”
“You know all too well, Mr Jones, that about half way through the movie we’ll start making out and by the end of it, you’ll be screaming my name as I come inside you.”
Castiel almost choked as he figured out what the man was talking about.
“Cas, what’s up?” Dean found him trying to breathe properly again
“I think he was eavesdropping on me and my partner here and got a bit of a shock.”
“And that would be how exactly?”
“Sex. They were talking about sex.”
Dean raised an eyebrow. Hearing about sex got this reaction. Then he realised he’d been speaking to two guys. Castiel had no idea about straight sex, let alone gay sex, and here were two guys who were openly talking about it. And in detail, if Cas’ reaction was anything to go by. He was breathing again but refused to look at anything but the floor.
“I apologise”
“Don’t. It’s us - or rather Jack - who should be apologising.” The younger man looked at his partner. “This is why I keep telling you to shut up all the time.”
“And I don’t listen, I know, I know. It’s just you’re so tempting to me, I can’t help myself.”
“Jack, we’re in the middle of the store.”
“So?”
“So we have this gentleman here who you nearly made choke to death in shock.”
“Oh yeah, sorry.”
“Thank you.” Castiel was still quiet but now focusing on Dean’s shoes for some reason. Maybe the floor got dull.
“I really am sorry if I offended you. It’s not like I took your wings away or something.”
“No, Michael did that when I refused to join him against Lucifer.”
“So an actual angel then? I heard whispers over the centuries but never though I would meet one.”
“Hold on a second. What do you mean by centuries and how do you know he’s an angel?”
“I’m immortal. Can’t die. Time traveller too, well used to be. Been on Earth continuously since around 1860. And that line about his wings was just a joke, didn’t think he’d be an actual angel.”
“Okay, this night just keeps getting weirder. What about you, then? You got some superpower or something?”
“Not quite. I have been officially dead for about 6 years though. Well, the me that belongs here. I came through the rift in Cardiff about 4 years ago. Quite a shock for this one, what with the whole dying in his arms bit the other me had done.”
“Other you?”
“Yeah, I’m from a parallel universe. I joined Torchwood, our company, but it was with my wife Lisa, so I never had a relationship with Jack. Then she died, I got swept up in the rift trying to kill myself and wound up here.”
“Good thing too, cos he saved the world.”
“Which one of us hasn’t?”
Jack and Ianto looked at the two infront of them.
“Apocalypse ring any bells? Biblical kind?”
A look of realisation swept across Jack’s face.
“I remember hearing about something going down along those lines over here. So that was you and your brother, was it? Sorry to hear about him. If there’s anything we can do.....”
“It’s ok. We got him the best docs we could get. They think he’ll come out of it but he got busted up pretty bad so it’s anyone’s guess really.”
“Well the offer still stands. I’ve got a pretty good Doctor who owes me a favour.”
“Thanks.”
The assistant of the store walked up to the foursome.
“Sorry to interrupt guys, but the store’s closing shortly.”
“We’ll just be a sec.” Jack flashed a smile at the young woman and she smiled back before nodding and walking away.
“Sorry to have taken up so much of your time. We didn’t mean any offence, Castiel. He’s just insatiable.”
“Dean is like that also so I know what it is like to have to endure it.”
The three of them laughed while Dean tried to pout but failed due to being happy Cas actually made a joke.
“It was nice to meet you guys anyway.”
“You too. Maybe we’ll see each other again. Who knows what the world’s going to throw at us next.”
The two pairs parted way with handshakes.
“He was kinda cute, don’t you think?”
“Who?”
“Castiel.”
“Yeah, he is kinda cute I guess.”
“Dean’s an idiot if he’s not making the most of having such a hot guy around like him. Angel or no angel.”
“Maybe he’s just taking his time.”
“Maybe. Still a waste though.”
“No angel fantasies, Jack. Just because Dean doesn’t know a good thing when it’s infront of him does not under any circumstances mean you can have a go.”
“Spoilsport.”