Moonlight and Lusting Chapter 31/? A Walk, a Motorbike and a Dog
Two chapters in a week - did the earth stop spinning for a moment? There's a little nugget in this chapter inspired by
missthingsplace - hope it makes you smile.
This chapter rated PG.
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“How about that walk now?” Ianto suggested. Jack agreed and they donned some lightweight jackets since it was rather nice out and went for a walk. Ianto gave Jack a walking tour of the community center which housed a gym, meeting hall, auditorium, and several conference rooms. Plus there were outdoor basketball and tennis courts and a playing field suitable for rugby or soccer. “They have camps earlier in the summer for the children and they host several pack gatherings throughout the year since the roads are well paved now and not the rutted dirt roads I remember from when I was a child.”
“Must be expensive to run electricity and other utilities clear out here,” Jack said as they took in the sights.
“Not really,” Ianto replied. “About five years ago the pack got a grant to set up a field of wind turbines over behind those hills,” he pointed to the hills north of them. “The wind turbines are out of sight and they generate more than enough power for the entire population here and the pack actually sells the surplus back to the electricity company. Plus we paid for a cell tower to be installed nearby too which also benefits the pack and people who drive through the area.”
“Smart move,” Jack said admiring the pack’s wisdom to promote its well being and benefiting the general public as well. “Shouldn’t we start heading back?” he asked.
“Sure; I hope you don’t mind if we make one stop on the way back,” Ianto said. “Harold sent me an email and asked me to stop by and say hello to Pete.”
“Who’s Pete?” Jack asked.
“He’s one of the caretakers here and I’ve known him since I was a child,” Ianto replied. “Harold said Pete lost his wife a few years ago and he gets lonely sometimes now she’s gone and his son lives in Cardiff teaching at the university there.”
Jack took Ianto’s hand in his and said, “I’d love to meet Pete.” Ianto smiled and he led Jack down the road to a cottage. The cottage was like the one they were staying at but the little front garden was filled with rose bushes in full bloom in a sea of color.
“Pete grows some of the prettiest roses I’ve ever seen,” Ianto commented. “His wife loved roses.”
“They’re beautiful,” Jack agreed his eyes roaming over all the different rose colors. They stood together and admired them for a few minutes before walking up to the front door and knocking. A dog barking through the front door startled them a bit.
“Shut it Jasper; you’ll scare the people away,” they heard a voice bellow before the door was open. A man slightly shorter than Ianto opened the door. He appeared to be older than Harold and his hair was totally white. His green eyes sparkled and he smiled when he saw Ianto’s face. “Is that you, Ianto?” the man asked.
“It is,” Ianto replied smiling and shaking Pete’s hand. “How are you Pete?”
“Been better,” Pete replied holding up his left arm to show them the cast on his left forearm.
“What happened?” Ianto asked.
“It’s a long story; why don’t you and the captain come inside and sit a spell and I’ll tell you all about it,” Pete suggested opening the door wider and ushering them in.
“You know who I am?” Jack asked as they walked into the sitting room.
“Aye, Captain Harkness,” Pete replied shaking Jack’s hand. “I grew up in Cardiff and seen you enough times to know who you are, but it’s a pleasure to meet you in person finally. Harold told me you and Ianto are life mates - congratulations.”
“Thank you,” Jack replied. “And please call me Jack.”
“Have a seat, gentlemen - can I get you something to drink?” Pete asked.
“No thanks; we’re fine,” Ianto replied. He and Jack sat down on the sofa while Pete sat down in a comfortable-looking armchair facing them.
Pete pointed at the Jack Russell Terrier dog which was busy sniffing their shoes and trousers and said, “That’s Jasper who’s checking you out; he won’t bite.” Jasper finished inspecting Ianto and Jack before jumping up on the couch next to Jack, laying down and placing his head in Jack’s lap.
Chuckling, Jack started stroking his hand from the top of Jasper’s head to his back in long, firm strokes. “I guess I meet your approval,” Jack said.
“Yep, you do,” Pete agreed.
Ianto smiled as he watched Jack pet Jasper. Jasper seemed to have a soothing affect on Jack. Ianto looked over at Pete, who was also watching Jack and Jasper; Pete’s expression was thoughtful. “So, Pete how did you end up with your arm in a cast?” Ianto asked.
“Oh, well you remember I’ve always had motorbikes? Used to give you kids rides when you were here?”
“Oh yes,” Ianto said. “I was terrified and thrilled at the same time and Rhi screamed at the top of her lungs when you gave her a ride.”
“It was good fun giving rides to you kids,” Pete agreed. “Last week, I drove into Cardiff to have dinner with Daffyd and this stupid woman pulled out of a side turning and drove into me. I saw her just in time to launch myself off the motorbike and land on the bonnet of her car while my motorbike went under her car. The woman got out of her car and stood there glaring at me. I’m lying on the car bonnet, cradling my broken arm, gasping in pain and do you know what the stupid cow had the nerve to say?”
Jack and Ianto both shook their heads.
“She had the bloody nerve to say to me, “You dented my bonnet!”
“You’re kidding!” Jack said looking as surprised as Ianto.
“Unfortunately, I’m not kidding; she actually said it,” Pete replied. “I’m afraid I kind of lost my temper at that point and I morphed. It hurt my arm like blazes to do it, but the woman took one look at my lycan form and fainted!” Pete said proudly. "I morphed back before anyone saw me, called 999 and waited for the police and an ambulance to arrive. I told them how the woman had hit me with her car and then apparently fainted although I implied she might have had a nip or two as well. When the ambulance took me to the hospital they were administering a field sobriety test to the woman.”
The three men laughed. “Pete, I like your style,” Jack said. They chatted for a few minutes more before Ianto and Jack stood up to leave.
“It was good to see you again Ianto; Jack, a pleasure to finally meet you,” Pete said as he followed them out the front door with Jasper right behind him.
“We’ll stop by again before we leave,” Jack said. They waved goodbye and started to walk away when they realized Jasper was following them. “Go back to Pete, Jasper,” Jack said.
“I’m afraid he’s not going to listen to you Jack or to me for that matter,” Pete said catching up to them. Pete held out a canvas bag to Jack. “There’s enough dog food there for a week.”
“Why are you giving us dog food?” Ianto asked.
“Jasper’s a special dog,” Pete began explaining looking fondly at the Jack Russell Terrier standing by Jack. “He was given to me as a companion when Phyllis passed on and there’s just something about him being around that makes a sad person feel better. From time to time pack members come to stay at one of the cottages because they’re going through a rough patch like I did. Three times Jasper has gone to people staying in the cottages and been a companion to them while they stayed here until they were better.”
Looking Jack in the eye, Pete said, “I don’t know the details of what happened to you, Jack, but Harold told me you’ve suffered a loss. Jasper senses your deep sadness, so he’s decided he’s going to be your companion for a while. He’ll come back to me when he knows you're better.”
Jack turned his gaze to the dog for a moment and then looked back at Pete. “You’re serious, aren’t you?” Jack asked quietly.
“Very much so,” Pete replied.
“Okay,” Jack said with a sigh taking the bag from Pete. “Seems like I don’t have a choice, anyway.”
“Afraid not,” Pete agreed with a slight chuckle.
Jack and Ianto headed back to their cottage with Jasper right behind them.
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missthingsplace - hope it makes you smile.
This chapter rated PG.
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“How about that walk now?” Ianto suggested. Jack agreed and they donned some lightweight jackets since it was rather nice out and went for a walk. Ianto gave Jack a walking tour of the community center which housed a gym, meeting hall, auditorium, and several conference rooms. Plus there were outdoor basketball and tennis courts and a playing field suitable for rugby or soccer. “They have camps earlier in the summer for the children and they host several pack gatherings throughout the year since the roads are well paved now and not the rutted dirt roads I remember from when I was a child.”
“Must be expensive to run electricity and other utilities clear out here,” Jack said as they took in the sights.
“Not really,” Ianto replied. “About five years ago the pack got a grant to set up a field of wind turbines over behind those hills,” he pointed to the hills north of them. “The wind turbines are out of sight and they generate more than enough power for the entire population here and the pack actually sells the surplus back to the electricity company. Plus we paid for a cell tower to be installed nearby too which also benefits the pack and people who drive through the area.”
“Smart move,” Jack said admiring the pack’s wisdom to promote its well being and benefiting the general public as well. “Shouldn’t we start heading back?” he asked.
“Sure; I hope you don’t mind if we make one stop on the way back,” Ianto said. “Harold sent me an email and asked me to stop by and say hello to Pete.”
“Who’s Pete?” Jack asked.
“He’s one of the caretakers here and I’ve known him since I was a child,” Ianto replied. “Harold said Pete lost his wife a few years ago and he gets lonely sometimes now she’s gone and his son lives in Cardiff teaching at the university there.”
Jack took Ianto’s hand in his and said, “I’d love to meet Pete.” Ianto smiled and he led Jack down the road to a cottage. The cottage was like the one they were staying at but the little front garden was filled with rose bushes in full bloom in a sea of color.
“Pete grows some of the prettiest roses I’ve ever seen,” Ianto commented. “His wife loved roses.”
“They’re beautiful,” Jack agreed his eyes roaming over all the different rose colors. They stood together and admired them for a few minutes before walking up to the front door and knocking. A dog barking through the front door startled them a bit.
“Shut it Jasper; you’ll scare the people away,” they heard a voice bellow before the door was open. A man slightly shorter than Ianto opened the door. He appeared to be older than Harold and his hair was totally white. His green eyes sparkled and he smiled when he saw Ianto’s face. “Is that you, Ianto?” the man asked.
“It is,” Ianto replied smiling and shaking Pete’s hand. “How are you Pete?”
“Been better,” Pete replied holding up his left arm to show them the cast on his left forearm.
“What happened?” Ianto asked.
“It’s a long story; why don’t you and the captain come inside and sit a spell and I’ll tell you all about it,” Pete suggested opening the door wider and ushering them in.
“You know who I am?” Jack asked as they walked into the sitting room.
“Aye, Captain Harkness,” Pete replied shaking Jack’s hand. “I grew up in Cardiff and seen you enough times to know who you are, but it’s a pleasure to meet you in person finally. Harold told me you and Ianto are life mates - congratulations.”
“Thank you,” Jack replied. “And please call me Jack.”
“Have a seat, gentlemen - can I get you something to drink?” Pete asked.
“No thanks; we’re fine,” Ianto replied. He and Jack sat down on the sofa while Pete sat down in a comfortable-looking armchair facing them.
Pete pointed at the Jack Russell Terrier dog which was busy sniffing their shoes and trousers and said, “That’s Jasper who’s checking you out; he won’t bite.” Jasper finished inspecting Ianto and Jack before jumping up on the couch next to Jack, laying down and placing his head in Jack’s lap.
Chuckling, Jack started stroking his hand from the top of Jasper’s head to his back in long, firm strokes. “I guess I meet your approval,” Jack said.
“Yep, you do,” Pete agreed.
Ianto smiled as he watched Jack pet Jasper. Jasper seemed to have a soothing affect on Jack. Ianto looked over at Pete, who was also watching Jack and Jasper; Pete’s expression was thoughtful. “So, Pete how did you end up with your arm in a cast?” Ianto asked.
“Oh, well you remember I’ve always had motorbikes? Used to give you kids rides when you were here?”
“Oh yes,” Ianto said. “I was terrified and thrilled at the same time and Rhi screamed at the top of her lungs when you gave her a ride.”
“It was good fun giving rides to you kids,” Pete agreed. “Last week, I drove into Cardiff to have dinner with Daffyd and this stupid woman pulled out of a side turning and drove into me. I saw her just in time to launch myself off the motorbike and land on the bonnet of her car while my motorbike went under her car. The woman got out of her car and stood there glaring at me. I’m lying on the car bonnet, cradling my broken arm, gasping in pain and do you know what the stupid cow had the nerve to say?”
Jack and Ianto both shook their heads.
“She had the bloody nerve to say to me, “You dented my bonnet!”
“You’re kidding!” Jack said looking as surprised as Ianto.
“Unfortunately, I’m not kidding; she actually said it,” Pete replied. “I’m afraid I kind of lost my temper at that point and I morphed. It hurt my arm like blazes to do it, but the woman took one look at my lycan form and fainted!” Pete said proudly. "I morphed back before anyone saw me, called 999 and waited for the police and an ambulance to arrive. I told them how the woman had hit me with her car and then apparently fainted although I implied she might have had a nip or two as well. When the ambulance took me to the hospital they were administering a field sobriety test to the woman.”
The three men laughed. “Pete, I like your style,” Jack said. They chatted for a few minutes more before Ianto and Jack stood up to leave.
“It was good to see you again Ianto; Jack, a pleasure to finally meet you,” Pete said as he followed them out the front door with Jasper right behind him.
“We’ll stop by again before we leave,” Jack said. They waved goodbye and started to walk away when they realized Jasper was following them. “Go back to Pete, Jasper,” Jack said.
“I’m afraid he’s not going to listen to you Jack or to me for that matter,” Pete said catching up to them. Pete held out a canvas bag to Jack. “There’s enough dog food there for a week.”
“Why are you giving us dog food?” Ianto asked.
“Jasper’s a special dog,” Pete began explaining looking fondly at the Jack Russell Terrier standing by Jack. “He was given to me as a companion when Phyllis passed on and there’s just something about him being around that makes a sad person feel better. From time to time pack members come to stay at one of the cottages because they’re going through a rough patch like I did. Three times Jasper has gone to people staying in the cottages and been a companion to them while they stayed here until they were better.”
Looking Jack in the eye, Pete said, “I don’t know the details of what happened to you, Jack, but Harold told me you’ve suffered a loss. Jasper senses your deep sadness, so he’s decided he’s going to be your companion for a while. He’ll come back to me when he knows you're better.”
Jack turned his gaze to the dog for a moment and then looked back at Pete. “You’re serious, aren’t you?” Jack asked quietly.
“Very much so,” Pete replied.
“Okay,” Jack said with a sigh taking the bag from Pete. “Seems like I don’t have a choice, anyway.”
“Afraid not,” Pete agreed with a slight chuckle.
Jack and Ianto headed back to their cottage with Jasper right behind them.
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A note from socalrose: Think Jasper can help Jack? Let me know what you think. Comments and questions are always welcomed!
This entry was originally posted at http://socalrose.dreamwidth.org/12335.html. Please comment there using OpenID.