A Day To Forget 3/6
Title: A Day To Forget 3/6
Pairings/Characters: Jack/Ianto, Tosh, Owen, Gwen, OCs
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Graphic torture
Length: 1232 words.
Disclaimer: In my dreams I own Torchwood, in reality I don’t. This is reality.
Spoilers: general for seasons 1 and 2
Summary: Ianto sees Jack interrogate someone and can’t handle it.
“How are you Ianto?” Tosh asked, cornering him in the coffee area.
“I’m fine Tosh.” Ianto insisted once more.
“Really? Because you haven’t gone near Jack’s office once today, you didn’t stay for the team meeting, and you are spending more time in the archives and the tourist office than in the main area.” Tosh pushed.
“I just...I need some time to think Tosh.” Ianto pleaded, silently begging Tosh to drop it for now. “Why don’t you come to mine after work today?”
“Sounds like a date. Should I stop by Tesco or are you stocked up?” Tosh asked, earning a small, brief smile from the young man.
“I’m all stocked up.” Ianto told her, handing her her coffee. “Could you...”
“Take Jack his coffee?” Tosh finished for him. “Sure.”
Ianto smiled at her and grabbed Owen and Gwen’s mugs, balancing them carefully on the tray as he opened the door.
Owen grunted his thanks when Ianto put his coffee down and watched the younger man carefully, but discretely, as he walked away. There was something wrong with the Teaboy but unless it got drastically worse or he actually came to him for help Owen was going to stay out of it. Owen took a sip of his coffee and coughed. It was bitter. Really bitter. There was something seriously wrong with the Teaboy if his coffee was suffering. But Owen still wasn’t going to get involved. That’s what the girls on the team were for.
“Thanks Ianto.” Gwen mumbled, snatching her mug away from the Welshman. “I’ve been craving coffee forever!”
Ianto left the coffee tray on his desk and descended into the archives so he wouldn’t have to be reminded of what happened the day before.
*****
Jack watched as Ianto made his rounds with the coffee and called Tosh in when she knocked on his door.
“Thanks.” Jack murmured, accepting the cup from Tosh.
Ianto had carefully avoided him all day and Jack did his best to respect Ianto’s wishes and leave him alone, but it was getting harder not to follow him down into the archives as the day wore on.
“Can I get you anything else Jack?” Tosh asked softly.
“Erase yesterday?” Jack asked bitterly.
“Every relationship has its bumps. You two will make it through this too.” Tosh gave Jack a soft smile before she left his office, closing the door behind her and leaving the Captain to his thoughts.
*****
“Okay,” Tosh started, pouring Ianto another shot of brandy. “What happened to make you this miserable?”
“I saw Jack...doing something and...he was like a different person.” Ianto told her. “Now whenever I think of Jack all I see is him...doing what he did.”
“I don’t think you could be more cryptic if you tried.” Tosh scolded and Ianto downed his drink and she poured him another.
“Sorry. It’s just...I know it happened but it’s like saying it out loud will make it more real.” Ianto once again downed the drink Tosh had poured for him and held his glass out for another.
Tosh looked at him dubiously but poured him another shot anyway. Ianto quickly drank this shot as well but put his glass on the table and closed his eyes instead of asking for more.
“He tortured the prisoner Tosh. I mean really tortured. Not just scared or intimidated but beaten to a bloody pulp tortured.” Ianto whimpered slightly and Tosh moved around the table to cradle him. “I’ve never seen anything so horrible Tosh. He cut the guy’s stomach open and put his hand inside Tosh. He put his hand inside a man so he could grab his organs.”
Tosh gasped in surprise but stayed silent. Ianto needed her support, not her opinion.
“But if it was just that I could have handled it.” Ianto admitted. “It was horrible but I could have accepted that Jack needed to do it.”
Tosh waited for Ianto to continue but when he didn’t she prompted him. “What was the worst part Yan?”
“He enjoyed it.” Ianto whispered, his voice breaking.
To Tosh he had never looked more like a lost little boy than he did now.
“He beat and tortured a man and stuck his hand inside him and he enjoyed it.” Ianto buried his face in Tosh’s shoulder as his body started shaking. “How could anyone enjoy doing something like that Tosh?”
“I don’t know Ianto.” Tosh admitted, stroking the younger man’s hair. “But Jack isn’t from here and he isn’t a normal guy either. We don’t know everything about him and we don’t know what the culture he grew up in is like.”
Tosh held Ianto as he fell apart against her and murmured to him soothingly until he calmed down again.
“Did you talk to him about it?” Tosh asked, rubbing Ianto’s back.
“I couldn’t.” Ianto admitted. “I was too horrified by what I had seen and he was standing there covered in blood and I just turned and ran. I ne...”
Ianto was cut off by Tosh’s mobile ringing.
“Hello?” Tosh said, though she knew it was Jack.
“Hey Tosh. I saw you leave with Ianto and I hoped you might be with him now.” Jack’s voice was hesitant.
“I am. Do you want to talk to him?” Tosh asked, getting ready to pass the phone over.
“No. I don’t want to disturb him. I was just wondering if you could let him know that if he wants it he is free to have the weekend off. The rift predictor says it’s supposed to be quiet so barring alien invasion it should be pretty easy.”
“I’ll let him know Jack. See you tomorrow.” Tosh hung up after Jack said goodbye and turned back to Ianto. “Jack said that you should feel free to take the weekend off as it’s going to be quiet. He suggested maybe going to see your family. Spend some time away from Torchwood and everything related to it.”
“He hates me doesn’t he?” Ianto asked sadly. “That’s why he doesn’t want me in the Hub anymore. He hates me.”
“He doesn’t hate you Ianto.” Tosh promised. “He’s just worried about you and he wants to make sure you still have some sort of life outside of Torchwood. It’s not a punishment Ianto. Everyone needs some time off every once in a while.”
“He doesn’t hate me?” Ianto asked.
“He doesn’t hate you. But you have had too much to drink so I’m going to put you to bed.”
Tosh helped Ianto stand up and steadied him when he started swaying. They made their way into the bedroom slowly and Ianto collapsed on the bed.
Tosh carefully pulled off his shoes, socks, trousers, and shirt, leaving him to sleep in his boxers. She pulled the blankets over him and tucked him in like her mother used to do for her before going to leave. Ianto calling her name made her turn back to him though.
“Would you stay with me?” He asked quietly. “I don’t like sleeping on my own. It lets the monsters in.”
“Of course Yan.”
Tosh grabbed a t-shirt from Ianto’s dresser and slipped it on before pulling off the rest of her clothes, leaving her in his t-shirt and her panties. She climbed into bed next to Ianto and wrapped her arms around the young man, protecting him from the world as best she could.
Chapter 4
Pairings/Characters: Jack/Ianto, Tosh, Owen, Gwen, OCs
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Graphic torture
Length: 1232 words.
Disclaimer: In my dreams I own Torchwood, in reality I don’t. This is reality.
Spoilers: general for seasons 1 and 2
Summary: Ianto sees Jack interrogate someone and can’t handle it.
“How are you Ianto?” Tosh asked, cornering him in the coffee area.
“I’m fine Tosh.” Ianto insisted once more.
“Really? Because you haven’t gone near Jack’s office once today, you didn’t stay for the team meeting, and you are spending more time in the archives and the tourist office than in the main area.” Tosh pushed.
“I just...I need some time to think Tosh.” Ianto pleaded, silently begging Tosh to drop it for now. “Why don’t you come to mine after work today?”
“Sounds like a date. Should I stop by Tesco or are you stocked up?” Tosh asked, earning a small, brief smile from the young man.
“I’m all stocked up.” Ianto told her, handing her her coffee. “Could you...”
“Take Jack his coffee?” Tosh finished for him. “Sure.”
Ianto smiled at her and grabbed Owen and Gwen’s mugs, balancing them carefully on the tray as he opened the door.
Owen grunted his thanks when Ianto put his coffee down and watched the younger man carefully, but discretely, as he walked away. There was something wrong with the Teaboy but unless it got drastically worse or he actually came to him for help Owen was going to stay out of it. Owen took a sip of his coffee and coughed. It was bitter. Really bitter. There was something seriously wrong with the Teaboy if his coffee was suffering. But Owen still wasn’t going to get involved. That’s what the girls on the team were for.
“Thanks Ianto.” Gwen mumbled, snatching her mug away from the Welshman. “I’ve been craving coffee forever!”
Ianto left the coffee tray on his desk and descended into the archives so he wouldn’t have to be reminded of what happened the day before.
*****
Jack watched as Ianto made his rounds with the coffee and called Tosh in when she knocked on his door.
“Thanks.” Jack murmured, accepting the cup from Tosh.
Ianto had carefully avoided him all day and Jack did his best to respect Ianto’s wishes and leave him alone, but it was getting harder not to follow him down into the archives as the day wore on.
“Can I get you anything else Jack?” Tosh asked softly.
“Erase yesterday?” Jack asked bitterly.
“Every relationship has its bumps. You two will make it through this too.” Tosh gave Jack a soft smile before she left his office, closing the door behind her and leaving the Captain to his thoughts.
*****
“Okay,” Tosh started, pouring Ianto another shot of brandy. “What happened to make you this miserable?”
“I saw Jack...doing something and...he was like a different person.” Ianto told her. “Now whenever I think of Jack all I see is him...doing what he did.”
“I don’t think you could be more cryptic if you tried.” Tosh scolded and Ianto downed his drink and she poured him another.
“Sorry. It’s just...I know it happened but it’s like saying it out loud will make it more real.” Ianto once again downed the drink Tosh had poured for him and held his glass out for another.
Tosh looked at him dubiously but poured him another shot anyway. Ianto quickly drank this shot as well but put his glass on the table and closed his eyes instead of asking for more.
“He tortured the prisoner Tosh. I mean really tortured. Not just scared or intimidated but beaten to a bloody pulp tortured.” Ianto whimpered slightly and Tosh moved around the table to cradle him. “I’ve never seen anything so horrible Tosh. He cut the guy’s stomach open and put his hand inside Tosh. He put his hand inside a man so he could grab his organs.”
Tosh gasped in surprise but stayed silent. Ianto needed her support, not her opinion.
“But if it was just that I could have handled it.” Ianto admitted. “It was horrible but I could have accepted that Jack needed to do it.”
Tosh waited for Ianto to continue but when he didn’t she prompted him. “What was the worst part Yan?”
“He enjoyed it.” Ianto whispered, his voice breaking.
To Tosh he had never looked more like a lost little boy than he did now.
“He beat and tortured a man and stuck his hand inside him and he enjoyed it.” Ianto buried his face in Tosh’s shoulder as his body started shaking. “How could anyone enjoy doing something like that Tosh?”
“I don’t know Ianto.” Tosh admitted, stroking the younger man’s hair. “But Jack isn’t from here and he isn’t a normal guy either. We don’t know everything about him and we don’t know what the culture he grew up in is like.”
Tosh held Ianto as he fell apart against her and murmured to him soothingly until he calmed down again.
“Did you talk to him about it?” Tosh asked, rubbing Ianto’s back.
“I couldn’t.” Ianto admitted. “I was too horrified by what I had seen and he was standing there covered in blood and I just turned and ran. I ne...”
Ianto was cut off by Tosh’s mobile ringing.
“Hello?” Tosh said, though she knew it was Jack.
“Hey Tosh. I saw you leave with Ianto and I hoped you might be with him now.” Jack’s voice was hesitant.
“I am. Do you want to talk to him?” Tosh asked, getting ready to pass the phone over.
“No. I don’t want to disturb him. I was just wondering if you could let him know that if he wants it he is free to have the weekend off. The rift predictor says it’s supposed to be quiet so barring alien invasion it should be pretty easy.”
“I’ll let him know Jack. See you tomorrow.” Tosh hung up after Jack said goodbye and turned back to Ianto. “Jack said that you should feel free to take the weekend off as it’s going to be quiet. He suggested maybe going to see your family. Spend some time away from Torchwood and everything related to it.”
“He hates me doesn’t he?” Ianto asked sadly. “That’s why he doesn’t want me in the Hub anymore. He hates me.”
“He doesn’t hate you Ianto.” Tosh promised. “He’s just worried about you and he wants to make sure you still have some sort of life outside of Torchwood. It’s not a punishment Ianto. Everyone needs some time off every once in a while.”
“He doesn’t hate me?” Ianto asked.
“He doesn’t hate you. But you have had too much to drink so I’m going to put you to bed.”
Tosh helped Ianto stand up and steadied him when he started swaying. They made their way into the bedroom slowly and Ianto collapsed on the bed.
Tosh carefully pulled off his shoes, socks, trousers, and shirt, leaving him to sleep in his boxers. She pulled the blankets over him and tucked him in like her mother used to do for her before going to leave. Ianto calling her name made her turn back to him though.
“Would you stay with me?” He asked quietly. “I don’t like sleeping on my own. It lets the monsters in.”
“Of course Yan.”
Tosh grabbed a t-shirt from Ianto’s dresser and slipped it on before pulling off the rest of her clothes, leaving her in his t-shirt and her panties. She climbed into bed next to Ianto and wrapped her arms around the young man, protecting him from the world as best she could.
Chapter 4