Unexpected, (13/?)
Title: Unexpected.
Fandom: Torchwood.
Summary: When Jack finds out finds out he is pregnant how will Team Torchwood cope?
Warnings: slash, scences of a sexual nature, MPreg, swearing, angst
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Tosh/OMC,
Masterlist: mermaidstarfish.livejournal.com/19084.html
For captain_ally who saw a line of the fic and wanted more.
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Owen Harper.
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Jack woke up a few hours later feeling much more refreshed. He frowned for a moment when he realised he was in his boxers but then figured out he must have fallen asleep and Owen had probably taken his clothes off for him. Jack climbed out of bed and pulled some of Ianto's spare tracksuit bottoms on before leaving the room, Owen was asleep on the sofa, the laptop balanced in his lap. Jack smiled and took the laptop off Owen, glancing at the screen to see if he was analysing the scan results, however when Jack saw that Owen was logged into his personal email he closed the computer, Jack might be nosy but he did respect his team's privacy. Jack grabbed a blanket off the armchair and draped it over Owen, smiling when the medic pulled it closer and snuggled further into the sofa, then Jack pulled Owen's shoes off. Jack went into the kitchen and put the kettle on, grabbing a couple of chocolate biscuits from the packet and munching on them as he looked in the pantry and wondered what to make for dinner. Finally Jack grabbed a box of pasta and a jar of tomato sauce, he had just put the pasta on to boil when Owen wandered into the kitchen, rubbing at his eyes and frowning slightly, "You okay?" Jack asked.
"What?... Yeah, Yeah... I just had no idea where I was for a minute." Owen muttered, "You should be resting."
"I've been resting, I'm not tired right now." Jack said.
"Hmm." And then Owen vanished for a moment, returning with the scanner, he quickly ran it over Jack. "Thought so. You're blood pressure is normal when you're sleeping, and when you've just woken up. The longer you're awake for the higher it gets."
Jack frowned, "Is that why I'm so tired?"
"Sort of... Your body's used to healing you right? And it's really trying right now, but it doesn't know how to lower your blood pressure, however it does know your blood pressure lowers itself when you're asleep..."
"My body wants me to sleep so my blood pressure lowers?" Jack asked, sounding disbelieving.
Owen nodded, "Looks like it. I have no idea why your blood pressure goes lower when you're asleep though, Guess it's just 'cause you're weird." He smirked as Jack drained the pasta.
"Thanks!" Jack said sarcastically, flicking a piece of pasta at the man. "You want some food?" He added as an after thought, turning the gas off under the pan of sauce.
"Yeah, go on then." Owen nodded, sitting down at the table and watching as Jack dished up. "You know you should wear a shirt when you're cooking." Owen said, Jack rolled his eyes and went into the living room, grabbing a tee-shirt off the back of the sofa and pulling it on, scowling to himself when it slid up his baby bump. "Tosh has got a date tonight." Owen mumbled when Jack walked back in, he stabbed a piece of pasta with his fork once Jack had handed him the bowl.
Jack raised an eyebrow, "Oh?"
"Yeah, with some twat called Joshua."
"Someone sounds jealous." Jack smirked.
Owen scowled, "No." Jack kept his eyebrow raised an Owen sighed, "I don't love her or anything, I just kind of always assumed I'd have a chance with her... I don't even fancy her that much."
"You just want someone around in case all your other options fall through?" Jack asked, not sounding half as disgusted as Owen had thought he would, "Let her be happy Owen." Owen nodded, shoving some pasta into his mouth and dropping some on the table. Jack shook his head in amusement, "I should have you over more often, give me some practice at cleaning up after a kid." He smirked, laughing as Owen raised two fingers at him.
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They watched a film that night, Casino Royale, one of Ianto's ones. Owen and Jack didn't pay much attention to the film, instead choosing to talk, about work, about life in general, about pretty much whatever came into their heads. "What was your childhood like? It must be awesome in the fifty first century." Owen said.
"Not really, kinda average actually." Jack shrugged, "My parents died after an alien attack... I was put in care which I hated so I joined the Time agency training programme. You didn't really see much of the fifty first century after that, just travelled a lot."
"So how did you end up here?"
"I just did." Jack said, not wanting to talk about it, he was glad when Owen simply nodded and changed the subject, Owen was good like that.
Jack was half asleep by the time the film finished and Owen stood up, stretching his arms and yawning, "I should get going."
"Stay." Jack half asked, "I just... This pregnancy's making me paranoid, I hate being home on my own." He admitted, hating how weak he seemed.
Owen didn't comment on the paranoia which Jack was thankful for, "Sure, I'll stay. You should get to bed, I'll just finish some work on the laptop."
"Don' wanna go to bed." Jack mumbled.
"Tough, you need to for the baby's sake." Owen said sternly.
Jack pouted and stood up, "Thanks for staying." He said quietly before heading into up to the bedroom. Owen smiled and picked up the laptop, logging back into his email account which had logged itself out automatically when the laptop had put itself to sleep. Owen minimized the Internet and was about to open a freecell game when he spotted a word document on the desktop called 'Alice'. Owen knew he should leave it but he couldn't quite push his curiosity aside and so double clicked on it.
Alice,
You're probably confused as to why you're getting a letter off me, after all you only saw me last month. However there's something I need to tell you and I couldn't quite manage it face to face. I'm pregnant, nearly five months gone now. You're going to be a sister. The father is a man I work with, Ianto Jones, I think you'd like him. I've just moved house, perhaps you'd like to come by at some point, and maybe bring Stephen? I understand if you don't want him to know about the baby. I'm growing a bump though so if you do decide to visit and bring him with you then make it soon. I miss you,
All my love, Dad.
xxx
Owen's eyes widened and he quickly closed the document, shit... Jack had a daughter already? And Stephen... Who was he? Jack's grandson? Owen let out a big breathe, every time he thought he was getting to know Jack he found out the man had even more secrets... Of course Owen understood why Jack had kept it from him, it was safer for Alice if less people knew about her being Jack's daughter, didn't stop it stinging though. A small part of Owen's brain told him that Jack hadn't said anything because he couldn't trust Owen, not after Owen had shot him... "You look angsty." Came a voice from the doorway.
"You should be in bed." Owen replied, not looking away from the laptop screen, which was now back on the desktop picture of some daffodil.
Jack frowned and wandered over to Owen, sitting on the sofa next tot he man, "Are you okay?"
"Fine." Owen said, still staring at the screen,
Jack frowned even more and took the computer off Owen's lap, closing it and putting it on the coffee table, "Owen?" He asked when the man continued to stare straight ahead.
"You hate me." Owen whispered.
"Why would I hate you?"
"I shot you."
Jack's eyebrows shot up, "I forgave you for that, ages ago. Remember?" He said, nudging Owen's knee with his own. Owen frowned slightly and looked up at Jack before suddenly lurching forwards and pressing his lips to the Captain's.
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Fandom: Torchwood.
Summary: When Jack finds out finds out he is pregnant how will Team Torchwood cope?
Warnings: slash, scences of a sexual nature, MPreg, swearing, angst
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Tosh/OMC,
Masterlist: mermaidstarfish.livejournal.com/19084.html
For captain_ally who saw a line of the fic and wanted more.
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Owen Harper.
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Jack woke up a few hours later feeling much more refreshed. He frowned for a moment when he realised he was in his boxers but then figured out he must have fallen asleep and Owen had probably taken his clothes off for him. Jack climbed out of bed and pulled some of Ianto's spare tracksuit bottoms on before leaving the room, Owen was asleep on the sofa, the laptop balanced in his lap. Jack smiled and took the laptop off Owen, glancing at the screen to see if he was analysing the scan results, however when Jack saw that Owen was logged into his personal email he closed the computer, Jack might be nosy but he did respect his team's privacy. Jack grabbed a blanket off the armchair and draped it over Owen, smiling when the medic pulled it closer and snuggled further into the sofa, then Jack pulled Owen's shoes off. Jack went into the kitchen and put the kettle on, grabbing a couple of chocolate biscuits from the packet and munching on them as he looked in the pantry and wondered what to make for dinner. Finally Jack grabbed a box of pasta and a jar of tomato sauce, he had just put the pasta on to boil when Owen wandered into the kitchen, rubbing at his eyes and frowning slightly, "You okay?" Jack asked.
"What?... Yeah, Yeah... I just had no idea where I was for a minute." Owen muttered, "You should be resting."
"I've been resting, I'm not tired right now." Jack said.
"Hmm." And then Owen vanished for a moment, returning with the scanner, he quickly ran it over Jack. "Thought so. You're blood pressure is normal when you're sleeping, and when you've just woken up. The longer you're awake for the higher it gets."
Jack frowned, "Is that why I'm so tired?"
"Sort of... Your body's used to healing you right? And it's really trying right now, but it doesn't know how to lower your blood pressure, however it does know your blood pressure lowers itself when you're asleep..."
"My body wants me to sleep so my blood pressure lowers?" Jack asked, sounding disbelieving.
Owen nodded, "Looks like it. I have no idea why your blood pressure goes lower when you're asleep though, Guess it's just 'cause you're weird." He smirked as Jack drained the pasta.
"Thanks!" Jack said sarcastically, flicking a piece of pasta at the man. "You want some food?" He added as an after thought, turning the gas off under the pan of sauce.
"Yeah, go on then." Owen nodded, sitting down at the table and watching as Jack dished up. "You know you should wear a shirt when you're cooking." Owen said, Jack rolled his eyes and went into the living room, grabbing a tee-shirt off the back of the sofa and pulling it on, scowling to himself when it slid up his baby bump. "Tosh has got a date tonight." Owen mumbled when Jack walked back in, he stabbed a piece of pasta with his fork once Jack had handed him the bowl.
Jack raised an eyebrow, "Oh?"
"Yeah, with some twat called Joshua."
"Someone sounds jealous." Jack smirked.
Owen scowled, "No." Jack kept his eyebrow raised an Owen sighed, "I don't love her or anything, I just kind of always assumed I'd have a chance with her... I don't even fancy her that much."
"You just want someone around in case all your other options fall through?" Jack asked, not sounding half as disgusted as Owen had thought he would, "Let her be happy Owen." Owen nodded, shoving some pasta into his mouth and dropping some on the table. Jack shook his head in amusement, "I should have you over more often, give me some practice at cleaning up after a kid." He smirked, laughing as Owen raised two fingers at him.
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They watched a film that night, Casino Royale, one of Ianto's ones. Owen and Jack didn't pay much attention to the film, instead choosing to talk, about work, about life in general, about pretty much whatever came into their heads. "What was your childhood like? It must be awesome in the fifty first century." Owen said.
"Not really, kinda average actually." Jack shrugged, "My parents died after an alien attack... I was put in care which I hated so I joined the Time agency training programme. You didn't really see much of the fifty first century after that, just travelled a lot."
"So how did you end up here?"
"I just did." Jack said, not wanting to talk about it, he was glad when Owen simply nodded and changed the subject, Owen was good like that.
Jack was half asleep by the time the film finished and Owen stood up, stretching his arms and yawning, "I should get going."
"Stay." Jack half asked, "I just... This pregnancy's making me paranoid, I hate being home on my own." He admitted, hating how weak he seemed.
Owen didn't comment on the paranoia which Jack was thankful for, "Sure, I'll stay. You should get to bed, I'll just finish some work on the laptop."
"Don' wanna go to bed." Jack mumbled.
"Tough, you need to for the baby's sake." Owen said sternly.
Jack pouted and stood up, "Thanks for staying." He said quietly before heading into up to the bedroom. Owen smiled and picked up the laptop, logging back into his email account which had logged itself out automatically when the laptop had put itself to sleep. Owen minimized the Internet and was about to open a freecell game when he spotted a word document on the desktop called 'Alice'. Owen knew he should leave it but he couldn't quite push his curiosity aside and so double clicked on it.
Alice,
You're probably confused as to why you're getting a letter off me, after all you only saw me last month. However there's something I need to tell you and I couldn't quite manage it face to face. I'm pregnant, nearly five months gone now. You're going to be a sister. The father is a man I work with, Ianto Jones, I think you'd like him. I've just moved house, perhaps you'd like to come by at some point, and maybe bring Stephen? I understand if you don't want him to know about the baby. I'm growing a bump though so if you do decide to visit and bring him with you then make it soon. I miss you,
All my love, Dad.
xxx
Owen's eyes widened and he quickly closed the document, shit... Jack had a daughter already? And Stephen... Who was he? Jack's grandson? Owen let out a big breathe, every time he thought he was getting to know Jack he found out the man had even more secrets... Of course Owen understood why Jack had kept it from him, it was safer for Alice if less people knew about her being Jack's daughter, didn't stop it stinging though. A small part of Owen's brain told him that Jack hadn't said anything because he couldn't trust Owen, not after Owen had shot him... "You look angsty." Came a voice from the doorway.
"You should be in bed." Owen replied, not looking away from the laptop screen, which was now back on the desktop picture of some daffodil.
Jack frowned and wandered over to Owen, sitting on the sofa next tot he man, "Are you okay?"
"Fine." Owen said, still staring at the screen,
Jack frowned even more and took the computer off Owen's lap, closing it and putting it on the coffee table, "Owen?" He asked when the man continued to stare straight ahead.
"You hate me." Owen whispered.
"Why would I hate you?"
"I shot you."
Jack's eyebrows shot up, "I forgave you for that, ages ago. Remember?" He said, nudging Owen's knee with his own. Owen frowned slightly and looked up at Jack before suddenly lurching forwards and pressing his lips to the Captain's.
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