Presence: Chapter 2
Title: Presence
Chapter: Two
Words: 992
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairings: Ianto/Gwen, eventual!Jack/Ianto
Characters: Ianto, Jack, Gwen, Owen, Tosh
Rating: T
Warnings: None
Summary: Librarian Ianto Jones' marriage is coming to an end when he notices that his wife, Gwen, may be involved with her boss, Jack Harkness. Intrigued by the man, Ianto does some research on him and finds out he's been living in Cardiff for over 100 years.
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood or any of its characters.
Chapter 1
Ianto was busy at work in the library's basement but not on his archival project. He was working on Project Harkness, his secret research into the seemingly ageless leader of a shadow organization called Torchwood. Despite being married to one of their operatives, he knew so little about the group that he had assumed they were a branch of the police at least that was what Gwen led him to believe. What currently bothered him was the short life span of the group's employees, usually they never lived past 35; the exception being Jack Harkness. As far as Ianto could guess, Harkness was at least 140. Ianto wondered if Gwen knew what she had become involved in.
While studying the original 1957 photo that started everything, Ianto heard a voice behind him, "That's such an unflattering picture; in real life, I'm so much better looking."
Ianto jumped out of his chair and spun around to find himself face to face with a grinning Jack Harkness. "I'm impressed. I thought it would be decades before anyone would sort through these records."
His heart raced as the dashingly handsome man met his gaze and held it for what seemed like hours. Ianto finally cleared his throat and slipped back into his regular impassive expression, "It's nice to have my work appreciated."
Jack ran his eyes over Ianto's body and smirked, "It's not just your work I appreciate."
Ianto found himself blushing as he replied, "Careful sir, you're harassing a public employee."
"Sir? I like that," Jack purred as he slowly inspected the archives, "So tell me what you know about me."
"Well . . . you were officially born in 1970, 1957, 1948, 1931, 1902, 1884, and 1865. You officially died 28 times, unofficially 74 times, and been declared missing 39 times. You've been married five times and arrested for sodomy an impressive 14 times. There are also charges of larceny, grand theft auto, robbery, assault, arson, fraud, solicitation, murder, and public nudity." Jack grinned wolfishly as Ianto continued, "You are the current head of Torchwood Cardiff and acting senior member of the organization after their base in London was destroyed. You have three employees: Toshiko Sato, Owen Harper, and . . . Gwen Cooper. You recently were involved in the apprehension of a village of cannibals in the Brecon Beacons."
Jack's pulse quickened as the young man continued speaking. Suddenly their gazes met and he found himself nearly lost in Ianto's searing blue eyes. There was a moment's pause and Ianto licked his lips before continuing in a lower voice, "On a personal level, you enjoy aged Scotch and French cuisine. You like flashy cars with poor gas mileage and drive like a maniac. You still wear your RAF coat despite not having served for over 60 years and like to be referred to as Captain. You prefer your lovers to have dark hair and Welsh accents but you're not particularly choosey. Despite your frequent romantic encounters you only have two living relatives: a daughter and grandson; however, they had their names changed and have severed all ties. You're currently alone and living somewhere within your base near the bay."
Jack was stunned and stared at Ianto as the young man waited for a response. After several minutes, he finally shook his head and asked, "Would you like a job?"
When Gwen woke, Ianto was long gone. Ianto leaving in a silent huff had happened before but this was the first time he had packed a bag with a significant amount of personal items. He left no note but his message was completely obvious from the way he placed his wedding ring directly in the middle of the immaculately clean kitchen counter. Gwen sighed; she hated when Ianto overreacted to things. His prissiness was one of the many reasons she frequently sought more manly company. She wondered how many days he would brood at his sister's house before crawling home. At least in the meantime she could spend some more time with Jack as she knew they were getting close to something physical. The one thing she did lament was going without his fantastic coffee.
To her supreme disappointment Jack was gone most of the day saying he had a personal matter to address so that left Gwen going out on a mission with Owen. Since she ended their affair, things had been awkward. Whenever she would be trying to make a serious point about morality, Owen would childishly bring up their fling and make sure to mention the term adultery. She worked very hard to separate her work and private life and lamented the fact that the team even knew she was married. Whenever Jack would tell her to go home to her husband, she would cringe and pine for her single life. In many ways, Gwen supposed that Ianto leaving was for the best and perhaps he would actually stay away.
It was early evening as Gwen and Owen were returning to the Hub. Her curiosity into Jack's personal project was eating away at her as she asked, "What do suppose Jack is up to?"
Owen glanced at Gwen with a smirk, "Probably a romantic tryst."
Gwen's eyes widened momentarily allowing Owen the pleasure of catching her intentions again.
"Do you think?" Gwen asked.
Owen sighed, "He probably went to the dentist or something. Teeth like that probably require extensive upkeep."
As they entered the Hub, they were immediately greeted by the aroma of fresh coffee. Owen bolted over to the machine and exclaimed, "Tosh! You finally got this thing working? Brilliant!"
Gwen fixed a cup and sipped the strangely familiar drink as Tosh spoke from her workstation, "It wasn't me."
Gwen's face fell as she realized where she knew that coffee from.
Chapter 3
Chapter: Two
Words: 992
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairings: Ianto/Gwen, eventual!Jack/Ianto
Characters: Ianto, Jack, Gwen, Owen, Tosh
Rating: T
Warnings: None
Summary: Librarian Ianto Jones' marriage is coming to an end when he notices that his wife, Gwen, may be involved with her boss, Jack Harkness. Intrigued by the man, Ianto does some research on him and finds out he's been living in Cardiff for over 100 years.
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood or any of its characters.
Chapter 1
Ianto was busy at work in the library's basement but not on his archival project. He was working on Project Harkness, his secret research into the seemingly ageless leader of a shadow organization called Torchwood. Despite being married to one of their operatives, he knew so little about the group that he had assumed they were a branch of the police at least that was what Gwen led him to believe. What currently bothered him was the short life span of the group's employees, usually they never lived past 35; the exception being Jack Harkness. As far as Ianto could guess, Harkness was at least 140. Ianto wondered if Gwen knew what she had become involved in.
While studying the original 1957 photo that started everything, Ianto heard a voice behind him, "That's such an unflattering picture; in real life, I'm so much better looking."
Ianto jumped out of his chair and spun around to find himself face to face with a grinning Jack Harkness. "I'm impressed. I thought it would be decades before anyone would sort through these records."
His heart raced as the dashingly handsome man met his gaze and held it for what seemed like hours. Ianto finally cleared his throat and slipped back into his regular impassive expression, "It's nice to have my work appreciated."
Jack ran his eyes over Ianto's body and smirked, "It's not just your work I appreciate."
Ianto found himself blushing as he replied, "Careful sir, you're harassing a public employee."
"Sir? I like that," Jack purred as he slowly inspected the archives, "So tell me what you know about me."
"Well . . . you were officially born in 1970, 1957, 1948, 1931, 1902, 1884, and 1865. You officially died 28 times, unofficially 74 times, and been declared missing 39 times. You've been married five times and arrested for sodomy an impressive 14 times. There are also charges of larceny, grand theft auto, robbery, assault, arson, fraud, solicitation, murder, and public nudity." Jack grinned wolfishly as Ianto continued, "You are the current head of Torchwood Cardiff and acting senior member of the organization after their base in London was destroyed. You have three employees: Toshiko Sato, Owen Harper, and . . . Gwen Cooper. You recently were involved in the apprehension of a village of cannibals in the Brecon Beacons."
Jack's pulse quickened as the young man continued speaking. Suddenly their gazes met and he found himself nearly lost in Ianto's searing blue eyes. There was a moment's pause and Ianto licked his lips before continuing in a lower voice, "On a personal level, you enjoy aged Scotch and French cuisine. You like flashy cars with poor gas mileage and drive like a maniac. You still wear your RAF coat despite not having served for over 60 years and like to be referred to as Captain. You prefer your lovers to have dark hair and Welsh accents but you're not particularly choosey. Despite your frequent romantic encounters you only have two living relatives: a daughter and grandson; however, they had their names changed and have severed all ties. You're currently alone and living somewhere within your base near the bay."
Jack was stunned and stared at Ianto as the young man waited for a response. After several minutes, he finally shook his head and asked, "Would you like a job?"
When Gwen woke, Ianto was long gone. Ianto leaving in a silent huff had happened before but this was the first time he had packed a bag with a significant amount of personal items. He left no note but his message was completely obvious from the way he placed his wedding ring directly in the middle of the immaculately clean kitchen counter. Gwen sighed; she hated when Ianto overreacted to things. His prissiness was one of the many reasons she frequently sought more manly company. She wondered how many days he would brood at his sister's house before crawling home. At least in the meantime she could spend some more time with Jack as she knew they were getting close to something physical. The one thing she did lament was going without his fantastic coffee.
To her supreme disappointment Jack was gone most of the day saying he had a personal matter to address so that left Gwen going out on a mission with Owen. Since she ended their affair, things had been awkward. Whenever she would be trying to make a serious point about morality, Owen would childishly bring up their fling and make sure to mention the term adultery. She worked very hard to separate her work and private life and lamented the fact that the team even knew she was married. Whenever Jack would tell her to go home to her husband, she would cringe and pine for her single life. In many ways, Gwen supposed that Ianto leaving was for the best and perhaps he would actually stay away.
It was early evening as Gwen and Owen were returning to the Hub. Her curiosity into Jack's personal project was eating away at her as she asked, "What do suppose Jack is up to?"
Owen glanced at Gwen with a smirk, "Probably a romantic tryst."
Gwen's eyes widened momentarily allowing Owen the pleasure of catching her intentions again.
"Do you think?" Gwen asked.
Owen sighed, "He probably went to the dentist or something. Teeth like that probably require extensive upkeep."
As they entered the Hub, they were immediately greeted by the aroma of fresh coffee. Owen bolted over to the machine and exclaimed, "Tosh! You finally got this thing working? Brilliant!"
Gwen fixed a cup and sipped the strangely familiar drink as Tosh spoke from her workstation, "It wasn't me."
Gwen's face fell as she realized where she knew that coffee from.
Chapter 3