Different but Sane (19/?) Torchwood
Chapter Eighteen
James
I turned around to see Martha Jones standing there wearing her maroon leather jacket and blue jeans. She smiled as she walked closer and put her arms around my neck. I hugged her back before she slapped me on the face.
“Ow what was that for?” I asked rubbing my cheek.
“For getting yourself suspended.” Martha replied rather amusingly, “I’ve wanted to do that since you told me on the phone.”
“Yeah well it led to a dead end didn’t it?” I said with a smile, “Anyway what are you doing out here?”
“I was working the graveyard shift and decided to go for a walk.” Martha replied with a smile, “Saw you on the pier so I though I’ll come over and say hi.”
I nodded, “To be honest I’ve wanted to talk to you for the last three days.” I confessed grabbing hold of her hand.
“What about?” She asked quite surprised. I thought about that answer, I wasn’t sure if I should tell her about my feelings for Jack but decided against it. She didn’t need to know, not just yet.
“Anything that is on your mind really.” I responded, “As long as you speak to me I’ll be happy.”
She smiled that beautiful smile that I loved about her. “Alright, let’s go get something to eat, I’m starving.”
“Jack’s really quiet at the moment.” Martha said as she bit into her hamburger. We were sitting outside one of the fast food places near the Plass. It was very quiet but it seemed to be better that way.
“Really, I’m not surprised.” I replied picking up a chip, “He’s just in one of his moods.”
“Yes I guessed that, still it doesn’t stop Gwen from worrying about him.” Martha said, “Ok so I’ve been worried about you but there’s a reason....”
“I won’t lie that I’m angry Martha,” I interrupted, “That I’m miserable or even I want to kill Jack but I’m fine.”
“I’m glad to hear it, though killing Jack would be hard.” She replied with a laugh.
I let her go on to talk about Gwen some more plus emails that she had received from Tom. Ianto was mentioned once or twice in the conversation, it seemed he was let off with a warning not to help me again. That part made me smile. I told her about the call from Damien and what I had been doing for the last three days. I even told her about watching Rugby with Rhys which made her laugh. What I left out though was my conversation with Thomas. We both seemed to have a lovely time together which was rare for me to have with a female. It seemed our friendship suited me better than a romantic relationship with a woman.
“Is it alright if I drive us home?” I asked her.
She smiled, “Yes, I’d love that very much.”
I suddenly got the urge to tell her about my feelings for Jack and without thinking blurted out....
“I’m in love with Jack.”
She just sat there completely stunned.