You Don’t See ME... THE WEDDING! - Epilogue
You don’t see ME…The Wedding… Epilogue... IV
The following morning as the car drove along the M4 back to London, the man sitting in the back picked up the phone that was ringing...
“Yes...”
“Sir... there has been an incident...”
“An incident? Explain yourself!”
“Ms Cooper... Williams... whatever her name is... she... err...”
“Spit it out man! What?”
“She’s escaped...”
“What? How?”
“Her accomplice... John Hart... he managed to poison the guards that were on duty... by feigning illness and then kissing them... he had the poison on his lips...”
“And how did he get to Miss Cooper?”
“He retrieved his wrist band... found her cell which he easily opened and then the two... well Sir... they disappeared...”
“Disappeared? Where to?”
“Don’t know... into thin air... they disappeared into thin air!”
“Oh fuck! What were you people thinking? You are UNIT for fuck’s sake... surely you have learned the meaning of danger... and those people who go beyond the realms of danger?”
“Sir...”
“What’s being done?”
“What can be done? There is nothing we can do... they are not on the planet... I mean... they are off the grid... they are across the Universe...”
“I see...”
“Should we tell Torchwood? Captain Harkness... Mr. Jones?”
“NO! You will NOT bother Captain Harkness-Jones or Ianto Harkness-Jones... they are on their honeymoon and for once we are going to deal with this ourselves and allow them a time for themselves without interruption... as any newlywed couple deserve... do you hear me?”
“Yes Sir... so...”
“It is lucky the Doctor is still here... I will contact him and he can take along Martha Jones and Mickey Smith...”
“What about Miss Pond and Mr Williams?
“Well... Mr. and Mrs. Williams... Amy and Rory... are not used to battle scenarios in the same way as Martha and Mickey are... of course the Doctor will want them there... but they don’t have the experience to stand up to the likes of John Hart... or Gwen Cooper...”
“Will you contact the Doctor, Sir?”
“Yes I will... keep me posted of any developments immediately they happen... do you understand?”
“Yes Sir...”
He hung up the call and redialled...
“Hello? Who’s this?”
“Ah... Doctor... we have a ... situation and we need your help... can I depend on you, Doctor?”
“Yes Prime Minister...”
...
As the two suns shone down brightly... the temperature was soaring... two lone figures were stretched out on the beach sipping cocktails... unusual cocktails... startling colours... but quite tasty nonetheless...
There was no doubt that the planet of Barcelona was one of the most spectacular in the Universe... with its warm temperatures... bright blue seas that turned turquoise as the light changed... white sands... luxurious hotels... no wonder it attracted a varied clientele... from the honeymooners to the notorious gangs of criminals that filled the skies looking for a short respite from danger...
“So... do we have plans?”
“Well... a few more cocktails... a nap... a quick fuck... more cocktails... more naps... more fu...”
“That’s it?”
“You want something different... I could get the waiter to bring you something... different... more legs... more arms... more dicks... more...”
“Not everything is about sex John!”
“It’s not? You’re not going to be boring are you Gwen? I mean we could have SO much fun here...”
“We came here for a reason John... to regroup... plan a strategy... find a way to get back and take over Torchwood and get rid of Jack and his... his...”
“Husband? What’s matter Gwen... having problems coming to terms with that word? With the fact that Jack and Ianto are now blissfully married?”
“NO THEY ARE NOT! Jack married that... that... thing... out of pity... he was a pity-fuck nothing more... Jack has always wanted me... ONLY me! So we need to find a way to get rid of him so that I get Jack AND I get to run Torchwood...”
“You don’t want much then!”
“No I don’t... I want what is mine... Jack is mine and Torchwood is mine...”
“If you say so... although you are starting to sound like a broken record... right ... I am off...”
“Off? Off where?”
“Off anywhere Gwen... this is your fight... your battle... not mine... so you are on your own...”
“You can’t leave me here alone!”
“I can’t?”
“No you can’t... we are in this together... we are a team...”
“No Gwen... I am not interested... in you... or your obsession with Eye Candy... you need to get yourself a life... just not mine...”
“YOU CAN’T LEAVE ME!” Gwen was hysterical...
“Oh yes I can... watch me!” And with that Hart was gone...
Gwen was left... to plot and plan... unaware that she was being watched...
...
As the sunshine glimpsed through the curtains, Jack turned in Ianto’s arms, placing a kiss on his chest over his heart...
“Morning husband...” Jack beamed...
“Morning husband...” Ianto giggled...
“What? What’s so funny?”
“Nothing... it’s just... well this is our first morning we can say that to each other... and it sounds so...”
“So...?”
“So cool... I love saying the word... husband... husband ... hus....whhhmmmp” Ianto was interrupted as his mouth was overtaken by an intruding tongue that was starting to cause tingling sensations to cascade down his body...
As they broke for air Ianto asked...
“So... do we have plans today?”
“Well I thought maybe... a shower... with shower-sex... followed by another shower before coming out to have breakfast that they will bring to the room... which will be followed by...”
“Don’t tell me... breakfast sex... followed by lunch... then lunch sex... followed by tea... and tea sex... dinner... dinner sex... then...”
“You know me too well!”
“I just know you can’t ever get enough sex! So where are we going on our honeymoon? Hopefully there will not be much walking because with the amount of sex you have planned I probably won’t be able to sit down for a month! So where is it we are going? You have kept it a surprise...”
“Oh Ianto... you will love it... the temperature is perfect and so are the beaches... we have a villa right on the beach just for us... for a month...”
“A month? But we can’t be away from Torchwood that long!”
“It’s alright... ssshhh love... don’t worry... the Doctor is going to take us and then come back for us... then we will return as though it is tomorrow... so we will have only taken two days off... OK?”
“OK if you are sure the Doctor can get us back on the right day...”
“Well give or take a day... yes... I am sure...”
“So... where are we going...”
“No... still a surprise... trust me... we will have the best time ever... and I have Owen’s magic soothing cream! So we can... you know... as much as we like!!”
“Of course you have! So... how many times have you been there before? This wondrous place?”
“A few...”
“Tell me stories about it...”
Jack gather Ianto in his arms and proceeded to tell him of this wonderful planet, of all the exciting adventures he had had and what they could do whilst they were there...
“Yes...” Jack thought to himself...” Barcelona is just going to be perfect!”
...
TBC?