I Will Love You
Title: I Will Love You
Pairing: Jack and Ianto
Rating/Warning: It deals with the end of COE Day 4…best take your own warnings/rating from that…
Summary: Calico Skies song fic, mainly from Ianto’s POV, set during the events of COE Day Four, up to and including the end.
Disclaimer: Torchwood owned by the BBC, not me, and the beautiful Calico Skies is all Paul McCartney.
Author's Notes: This song and Day Four has been in my head for months. I have no idea why it suddenly spilled out tonight, but I simply adore this song.
Ianto sat on the hard ground of the warehouse cradling Jack’s body in arms. He’d done this so many times, and though it almost felt like a habit, it still tore him up inside. Gwen was trying to calm the man that had fired the gun while Ianto’s world spun around his head. Finding out that Jack had been the one to lead those children to his fate should have changed him shouldn’t it? Should have changed his feelings towards the man in his arms. But it hadn’t; wouldn’t; couldn’t. Ianto would hold him while he gasped back into live this time just as he would every time still to come. He kept his hand curled protectively around Jack’s face as Clem handed he gun to Gwen.
Ianto felt Jack’s body tense and spasm against him as his lungs fought to drag in air. He felt Jack’s hands clutching at him seeking security as they always did these days. As Clem fled through the warehouse followed by Gwen, Ianto turned his full attention back to the man in his arms.
It was written that I would love you
From the moment I opened my eyes
And the minute when I first saw you
Gave me life under calico skies
I will hold you for as long as you like
I'll love you for the rest of my life
Ianto looked over at Jack as he drove them towards Thames House. In the last 24 hours he had found out so many things about this man by his side. He had always supposed that Jack must have had children at some point in his life, but still alive? Local? That he hadn’t expected. It changed the way he thought about him, but not how he felt about him. He needed to make sure that Jack knew that.
Always looking for ways to love you
Never failing to fight by your side
While the angels of love protect us
From the innermost secrets we hide
I will hold you for as long as you like
I'll love you for the rest of my life
Ianto stood in the lift, slightly behind Jack. In a ride that seemed to be taking forever, yet would never feel long enough, his Captain looked as nervous as he felt. They were heading into the unknown, to face an unknown enemy. Not knowing if they would have to threaten, or have to fight; what they would fight with, what they were fighting against. But they were heading in together; and if they had to fight, they would fight together.
Long live all of us crazy soldiers
Who were born under calico skies
May we never be called to handle
All the weapons of war we despise
I will hold you for as long as you like
I'll love you for the rest of my life.
Jack sat on the hard ground of the 13th floor cradling Ianto’s body in arms. He’d done this so many times, and though it almost felt like a habit, it still tore him up inside. This was wrong. This was the wrong body. This should never have been him. He shouldn’t have been here. Why had he come with him? Why had he followed him into this? Feeling his own life slipping away from him he pulled Ianto’s body as close to him as he could.
I will hold you for as long as you like
I'll love you for the rest of my...
For the rest of my…
life
Pairing: Jack and Ianto
Rating/Warning: It deals with the end of COE Day 4…best take your own warnings/rating from that…
Summary: Calico Skies song fic, mainly from Ianto’s POV, set during the events of COE Day Four, up to and including the end.
Disclaimer: Torchwood owned by the BBC, not me, and the beautiful Calico Skies is all Paul McCartney.
Author's Notes: This song and Day Four has been in my head for months. I have no idea why it suddenly spilled out tonight, but I simply adore this song.
Ianto sat on the hard ground of the warehouse cradling Jack’s body in arms. He’d done this so many times, and though it almost felt like a habit, it still tore him up inside. Gwen was trying to calm the man that had fired the gun while Ianto’s world spun around his head. Finding out that Jack had been the one to lead those children to his fate should have changed him shouldn’t it? Should have changed his feelings towards the man in his arms. But it hadn’t; wouldn’t; couldn’t. Ianto would hold him while he gasped back into live this time just as he would every time still to come. He kept his hand curled protectively around Jack’s face as Clem handed he gun to Gwen.
Ianto felt Jack’s body tense and spasm against him as his lungs fought to drag in air. He felt Jack’s hands clutching at him seeking security as they always did these days. As Clem fled through the warehouse followed by Gwen, Ianto turned his full attention back to the man in his arms.
It was written that I would love you
From the moment I opened my eyes
And the minute when I first saw you
Gave me life under calico skies
I will hold you for as long as you like
I'll love you for the rest of my life
Ianto looked over at Jack as he drove them towards Thames House. In the last 24 hours he had found out so many things about this man by his side. He had always supposed that Jack must have had children at some point in his life, but still alive? Local? That he hadn’t expected. It changed the way he thought about him, but not how he felt about him. He needed to make sure that Jack knew that.
Always looking for ways to love you
Never failing to fight by your side
While the angels of love protect us
From the innermost secrets we hide
I will hold you for as long as you like
I'll love you for the rest of my life
Ianto stood in the lift, slightly behind Jack. In a ride that seemed to be taking forever, yet would never feel long enough, his Captain looked as nervous as he felt. They were heading into the unknown, to face an unknown enemy. Not knowing if they would have to threaten, or have to fight; what they would fight with, what they were fighting against. But they were heading in together; and if they had to fight, they would fight together.
Long live all of us crazy soldiers
Who were born under calico skies
May we never be called to handle
All the weapons of war we despise
I will hold you for as long as you like
I'll love you for the rest of my life.
Jack sat on the hard ground of the 13th floor cradling Ianto’s body in arms. He’d done this so many times, and though it almost felt like a habit, it still tore him up inside. This was wrong. This was the wrong body. This should never have been him. He shouldn’t have been here. Why had he come with him? Why had he followed him into this? Feeling his own life slipping away from him he pulled Ianto’s body as close to him as he could.
I will hold you for as long as you like
I'll love you for the rest of my...
For the rest of my…
life