We Can Live Anywhere Prolog+Chapter One
EDIT! Oh my god, I am so embarrassed by all the typo's! I got excited and forgot to look over it! Especially since the first part was typed up while I was drunk >< Well, it should be a bit better now! So sorry!
Title: We Can Live Anywhere
Chapter: Prolog
Author: Griffin Maxwell
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: Janto
Rating: Pg-13
Summery: 3 Months after the destruction of the 456, Jack is tracked down by UNIT for news from Martha Jones
Warnings: Spoilers for CoE. Fix-it fic
Notes: Been in my head for awhile, but I’ve been really wary of getting near it.
Disclaimer: Those who own them have no right to anymore. Song title belongs to Big D and the Kids Table
3 Months after the destruction of the 456
Jack lay on the makeshift bed in the hut he was staying in. It was mid-day in the deep recesses of the jungle. The Captain had searched out this particular village close to three months ago when his life fell apart. The natives had welcomed him and given him a place to stay. In return he helped with the daily chores and entertained the children with fantastical stories. It was perfect; no one could find him and there were no reminders of what he had lost. Well, at least not when he was awake.
Jack was disrupted from his rest by a commotion outside. There was never a commotion in the village; it was always so peaceful. Jack stopped when he stepped outside and cursed colourfully.
In the middle of the village, right next to the main fire pit, stood three strange men. Well, strange to the villagers. Jack knew full well who they were. Two were UNIT soldiers, both in full gear. One was obviously a translator, seeing how he was talking to the chief. Jack wasn’t sure what the other was for. It was the last man that had really caught his attention. He recognized him right away.
“John!” he snapped.
Everyone turned to look at Jack, but John Hart was the only one to smile. He hit the non-translator on the shoulder. “See? I told you I could find him,” he said, then strolled up to Jack, who just glared at him. “So this is where you’ve been hiding? Not one of my top choices. Too hot and boring-“
“Get out.”
“What?”
“You heard me, John. You and your buddies there need to leave here now.”
“Hold on. First: Me and some UNIT thugs? Buddies? No way. I was hired by some friend of yours who sent them with me.”
“I don’t care. Leave. Now!”
“I just spent three months tracking you. You are going to at least do what I was sent here to make you do.”
Jack didn’t relax at all. “What?”
John took a UNIT issued phone out of one of his pockets. “Call the saved number in there. If you still want us to leave, we will.”
Jack gave him another glare for good measure before snatching the phone and going back inside his hut. John followed on his heels.
The phone rang twice before someone answered. “Jack Harkness! Finally!”
“Martha. There isn’t anything you can say that will justify all this.”
“There is one thing.”
“One thing that isn’t going to happen.”
“But it has, Jack! Ianto Jones is alive!
End Prolog
Title: We Can Live Anywhere
Chapter: Chapter One
Author: Griffin Maxwell
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: Janto
Rating: Pg-13
Summery: 3 Months after the destruction of the 456, Jack is tracked down by UNIT for news from Martha Jones
Warnings: Spoilers for CoE. Fix-it fic
Notes: Been in my head for awhile, but I’ve been really wary of getting near it.
Disclaimer: Those who own them have no right to anymore. Song title belongs to Big D and the Kids Table
13 Hours Later - London
Jack practically broke down the doors as he ran into the government hospital building. People stared as he nearly crashed into the front desk, but he couldn’t care less.
“I’m looking for Doctor Martha Jones. She’s expecting me.”
The receptionist looked at him suspiciously over her glasses. “Your name?” she asked in a drawl.
He gave it to her and after consulting something on the computer she paged Doctor Jones.
It only took Martha 3 minutes to arrive, but to Jack the time seemed to draw on forever. He ran up to her immediately. “Where is Ianto?”
Martha rolled her eyes. “Well, hello to you, too, Captain. It’s so good to see you.”
Jack gave her a hug. “Of course, sorry.”
Martha grinned. “It’s fine! I understand.” She started ushering him into a restricted section. “Did Jonas explain what happened?”
“Something about a hibernation virus. I wasn’t paying attention.”
“Well, the most important thing is that Ianto is alive. He’s still suffering from fatigue, and he has a fever that keeps coming back, but we’re sure he’s going to be fine.”
“That happening to everyone?” Jack asked.
“Mostly. Those with strong enough bodies, like Ianto, made it. Oh, here,” Martha stopped. “He may be asleep, so just be quiet.”
“How long do I have?”
“As long as you want. I’ve instructed the nurses to let you stay.”
Jack smiled his first real smile in the last three months and drew Martha into a tight bear hug. “Martha Jones, you are the most wonderful woman alive.”
She grinned and returned the hug. “Yes, yes. Now get in there!”
!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!
Ianto was asleep when Jack entered the room. In someway Jack was relieved. It gave him a few minutes to gather himself. He watched the sleeping man, looking calm and nowhere near dead. Jack had never been so relieved in all his years. He had been afraid that the news had just been some cosmic joke made just to break him again.
John was startled out of his own (near paranoid) thoughts by shifting on the bed.
“Ianto?” Jack whispered.
Ianto’s eyes snapped open and looked directly at him. “Jack?”
Jack smiled and nodded. “Yeah, it’s me.”
“Martha said they couldn’t find you.”
“Had to get away. But you know if I had any idea that you were still ali-“
“I know, Jack. You would never abandon me.”
Jack reached forward and caressed Ianto’s face. “I am so, so sorry.”
“Don’t be. None of this was your fault.”
Jack’s hand moved to card though Ianto’s hair. It had grown, Jack noticed. “It was, though.”
Ianto sighed. “Stop. I don’t have the energy to fight.”
“Of course. Sorry.”
They fell into comfortable silence, both just glad to be together again. “Where did you go?” Ianto finally asked. “I’m assuming it was on Earth since they found you.”
“No way off planet. Not without my armband.”
“Speaking of which…” Ianto reached into a drawer on the side table and pulled out said armband. “UNIT found it.”
“Indestructible,” Jack grinned as he put it on.
“You and it both.”
“And you. Nothing can keep you down, can it, Ianto Jones?”
“Someday something will. For now I suppose you’re right. You didn’t answer my question.”
“Africa.”
“Africa? What’s in Africa?”
“Nothing. That was the point. Nothing to remind me…” the ‘of you’ was left unsaid.
“So, what, just lived with the tigers?”
Jack laughed. “No. Stayed with a tribe, living the primitive life. It was pleasant.”
“Sorry for dragging you back to the modern world.”
Jack caressed Ianto’s face again. “I’d rather be here with you any day.”
“Really?”
Jack leaned over and kissed the younger man, trying to convey everything unsaid in the simple action. Ianto seemed to hear every word. They fell back into silence.
“Does Gwen know?” Jack asked after awhile.
Ianto shook his head. “It’s horrible, I know, but I don’t want her to. She’ll smother me. That’s the last thing I need.”
Jack nodded in understanding. “And your family?”
Ianto shook his head again. “What would I say?”
Jack thought for a moment. “Do you want them to know?”
“Yeah. My sister must be in ruins.”
“I’ll think of a way to break it to them.”
Ianto smiled before breaking into a huge yawn.
“Tired?”
“Yeah. Fatigue is not as much fun as one might think.”
Jack laughed. “Why don’t you go back to sleep?”
“You going to be here when I wake up?”
“Of course. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
End Chapter One
Title: We Can Live Anywhere
Chapter: Prolog
Author: Griffin Maxwell
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: Janto
Rating: Pg-13
Summery: 3 Months after the destruction of the 456, Jack is tracked down by UNIT for news from Martha Jones
Warnings: Spoilers for CoE. Fix-it fic
Notes: Been in my head for awhile, but I’ve been really wary of getting near it.
Disclaimer: Those who own them have no right to anymore. Song title belongs to Big D and the Kids Table
3 Months after the destruction of the 456
Jack lay on the makeshift bed in the hut he was staying in. It was mid-day in the deep recesses of the jungle. The Captain had searched out this particular village close to three months ago when his life fell apart. The natives had welcomed him and given him a place to stay. In return he helped with the daily chores and entertained the children with fantastical stories. It was perfect; no one could find him and there were no reminders of what he had lost. Well, at least not when he was awake.
Jack was disrupted from his rest by a commotion outside. There was never a commotion in the village; it was always so peaceful. Jack stopped when he stepped outside and cursed colourfully.
In the middle of the village, right next to the main fire pit, stood three strange men. Well, strange to the villagers. Jack knew full well who they were. Two were UNIT soldiers, both in full gear. One was obviously a translator, seeing how he was talking to the chief. Jack wasn’t sure what the other was for. It was the last man that had really caught his attention. He recognized him right away.
“John!” he snapped.
Everyone turned to look at Jack, but John Hart was the only one to smile. He hit the non-translator on the shoulder. “See? I told you I could find him,” he said, then strolled up to Jack, who just glared at him. “So this is where you’ve been hiding? Not one of my top choices. Too hot and boring-“
“Get out.”
“What?”
“You heard me, John. You and your buddies there need to leave here now.”
“Hold on. First: Me and some UNIT thugs? Buddies? No way. I was hired by some friend of yours who sent them with me.”
“I don’t care. Leave. Now!”
“I just spent three months tracking you. You are going to at least do what I was sent here to make you do.”
Jack didn’t relax at all. “What?”
John took a UNIT issued phone out of one of his pockets. “Call the saved number in there. If you still want us to leave, we will.”
Jack gave him another glare for good measure before snatching the phone and going back inside his hut. John followed on his heels.
The phone rang twice before someone answered. “Jack Harkness! Finally!”
“Martha. There isn’t anything you can say that will justify all this.”
“There is one thing.”
“One thing that isn’t going to happen.”
“But it has, Jack! Ianto Jones is alive!
End Prolog
Title: We Can Live Anywhere
Chapter: Chapter One
Author: Griffin Maxwell
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: Janto
Rating: Pg-13
Summery: 3 Months after the destruction of the 456, Jack is tracked down by UNIT for news from Martha Jones
Warnings: Spoilers for CoE. Fix-it fic
Notes: Been in my head for awhile, but I’ve been really wary of getting near it.
Disclaimer: Those who own them have no right to anymore. Song title belongs to Big D and the Kids Table
13 Hours Later - London
Jack practically broke down the doors as he ran into the government hospital building. People stared as he nearly crashed into the front desk, but he couldn’t care less.
“I’m looking for Doctor Martha Jones. She’s expecting me.”
The receptionist looked at him suspiciously over her glasses. “Your name?” she asked in a drawl.
He gave it to her and after consulting something on the computer she paged Doctor Jones.
It only took Martha 3 minutes to arrive, but to Jack the time seemed to draw on forever. He ran up to her immediately. “Where is Ianto?”
Martha rolled her eyes. “Well, hello to you, too, Captain. It’s so good to see you.”
Jack gave her a hug. “Of course, sorry.”
Martha grinned. “It’s fine! I understand.” She started ushering him into a restricted section. “Did Jonas explain what happened?”
“Something about a hibernation virus. I wasn’t paying attention.”
“Well, the most important thing is that Ianto is alive. He’s still suffering from fatigue, and he has a fever that keeps coming back, but we’re sure he’s going to be fine.”
“That happening to everyone?” Jack asked.
“Mostly. Those with strong enough bodies, like Ianto, made it. Oh, here,” Martha stopped. “He may be asleep, so just be quiet.”
“How long do I have?”
“As long as you want. I’ve instructed the nurses to let you stay.”
Jack smiled his first real smile in the last three months and drew Martha into a tight bear hug. “Martha Jones, you are the most wonderful woman alive.”
She grinned and returned the hug. “Yes, yes. Now get in there!”
!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!
Ianto was asleep when Jack entered the room. In someway Jack was relieved. It gave him a few minutes to gather himself. He watched the sleeping man, looking calm and nowhere near dead. Jack had never been so relieved in all his years. He had been afraid that the news had just been some cosmic joke made just to break him again.
John was startled out of his own (near paranoid) thoughts by shifting on the bed.
“Ianto?” Jack whispered.
Ianto’s eyes snapped open and looked directly at him. “Jack?”
Jack smiled and nodded. “Yeah, it’s me.”
“Martha said they couldn’t find you.”
“Had to get away. But you know if I had any idea that you were still ali-“
“I know, Jack. You would never abandon me.”
Jack reached forward and caressed Ianto’s face. “I am so, so sorry.”
“Don’t be. None of this was your fault.”
Jack’s hand moved to card though Ianto’s hair. It had grown, Jack noticed. “It was, though.”
Ianto sighed. “Stop. I don’t have the energy to fight.”
“Of course. Sorry.”
They fell into comfortable silence, both just glad to be together again. “Where did you go?” Ianto finally asked. “I’m assuming it was on Earth since they found you.”
“No way off planet. Not without my armband.”
“Speaking of which…” Ianto reached into a drawer on the side table and pulled out said armband. “UNIT found it.”
“Indestructible,” Jack grinned as he put it on.
“You and it both.”
“And you. Nothing can keep you down, can it, Ianto Jones?”
“Someday something will. For now I suppose you’re right. You didn’t answer my question.”
“Africa.”
“Africa? What’s in Africa?”
“Nothing. That was the point. Nothing to remind me…” the ‘of you’ was left unsaid.
“So, what, just lived with the tigers?”
Jack laughed. “No. Stayed with a tribe, living the primitive life. It was pleasant.”
“Sorry for dragging you back to the modern world.”
Jack caressed Ianto’s face again. “I’d rather be here with you any day.”
“Really?”
Jack leaned over and kissed the younger man, trying to convey everything unsaid in the simple action. Ianto seemed to hear every word. They fell back into silence.
“Does Gwen know?” Jack asked after awhile.
Ianto shook his head. “It’s horrible, I know, but I don’t want her to. She’ll smother me. That’s the last thing I need.”
Jack nodded in understanding. “And your family?”
Ianto shook his head again. “What would I say?”
Jack thought for a moment. “Do you want them to know?”
“Yeah. My sister must be in ruins.”
“I’ll think of a way to break it to them.”
Ianto smiled before breaking into a huge yawn.
“Tired?”
“Yeah. Fatigue is not as much fun as one might think.”
Jack laughed. “Why don’t you go back to sleep?”
“You going to be here when I wake up?”
“Of course. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
End Chapter One