fic : Just a dream
Title : Just a dream
Rating : pg
Author : toryia23
Pairing : Jack/Ianto
Warnings : mentions of day four
Summary : Jack has a dream ,Ianto helps him through it
A/N: Well, I never ever thought I would write a torchwood fic again.
Set season 2ish. Well there was no season 3 . This was written quickly
on my ipod so all mistakes are my own.
No. No no no no no. It can't be happening. I can't lose him . No you
can't do this I can't lose him . Not ready , not now. Not today.
Jack felt as if his soul was being ripped apart. They couldn't ,
shouldn't , be able to do this. It was too soon.
................................................................
……….……
Ianto was having the most bizarre dream . Owen was dressed up in a
bright pink dress, a blonde wig and makeup. It got weirder, Owen was
hand in hand , skipping, with a weevil down by the bay. Yes, a
weevil. He was awoken by Jack's screams of "No. No no no no no. It
can't be happening. I can't lose him . No you can't do this I can't
lose him . Not ready , not now."
He turned over , not that there was much room in Jack's bed. Jack was
still crying out and tears were running down his face. Reaching out
Ianto began to pull him closer towards him fully embracing the older
man.
"Jack." He whispered, still no change. Slightly louder he repeated
himself "Jack. Come on, come back to me it's only a dream."
Jack burrowed closer. Ianto could feel the hot tears splashing against
his skin. Stroking Jack's back he quietly whispered "Shhh cariad.
Whatever it was it was just a dream."
Jack clung to Ianto like a lifeguard, the way a drowning man would.
Just a dream he kept telling himself . Just a dream. He pulled back
slightly , rubbing his tear stained eyes. Looking up at Ianto he
couldn't help himself it was too painful. It felt too real. He wasn't
stupid . It would happen one day if not today then the next. "It felt
so real Ianto .Too real."
"I know what you mean." Ianto felt a bit of his heart break looking at
Jack. He looked so … broken. He wasn't used to seeing him so broken
looking.
"Well it can't be worse than dreaming of Owen skipping hand in hand
with a weevil down by the bay. In a pink dress. Blonde wig . Makeup
the lot." Ianto's welsh vowels washed over him.
He appreciated his attempts of humour to alleviate the situation. The
dream was still at the front of his mind . Almost taunting him.
Reminding him of the inevitable. A lonely tear escaped his eye and
began rolling down his cheek. Brushing it away with the pad of his
thumb ,Ianto gently whispered "Whatever it was you know I'm here for
you. If you need to talk about it I'll listen to you."
Jack loved that about Ianto. He didn't demand answers. Willing to
listen to him , even when he took trips down memory lane. Unlike some
people.
There was a calming silence washing over them, each content to lie in
the others warm embrace .looking back up at Ianto ,Jack began "It was
you. There was this threat , alien. We were trapped in a building. No
way out or in. A virus was released. It was too late. I couldn't save
you . You died in my arms ." Choking up again he forced himself to
continue "It felt so real. Too real."
Ianto stared into Jack's blue eyes "Shh, it's ok. I know I won't be
here with you forever, and that hurts. But you still have me for now.
I'm not going anywhere."
Weakly Jack smiled "You know I love you , don't you?" That was
another part of his dream that hurt him. Not telling Ianto that he
loved him when he was dying in his arms. He felt cowardly .
Ianto smiled softly "Jack you don't need to tell me . I know . I love
you too."
Hearing that was almost like a balm on his wounded soul, he knew the
inevitable was lurking around the corner. But for now he had his love
and a warm embrace . Nothing was going to ruin this moment .
The cog alarm sounded, well almost nothing could ruin this moment.
Rating : pg
Author : toryia23
Pairing : Jack/Ianto
Warnings : mentions of day four
Summary : Jack has a dream ,Ianto helps him through it
A/N: Well, I never ever thought I would write a torchwood fic again.
Set season 2ish. Well there was no season 3 . This was written quickly
on my ipod so all mistakes are my own.
No. No no no no no. It can't be happening. I can't lose him . No you
can't do this I can't lose him . Not ready , not now. Not today.
Jack felt as if his soul was being ripped apart. They couldn't ,
shouldn't , be able to do this. It was too soon.
................................................................
……….……
Ianto was having the most bizarre dream . Owen was dressed up in a
bright pink dress, a blonde wig and makeup. It got weirder, Owen was
hand in hand , skipping, with a weevil down by the bay. Yes, a
weevil. He was awoken by Jack's screams of "No. No no no no no. It
can't be happening. I can't lose him . No you can't do this I can't
lose him . Not ready , not now."
He turned over , not that there was much room in Jack's bed. Jack was
still crying out and tears were running down his face. Reaching out
Ianto began to pull him closer towards him fully embracing the older
man.
"Jack." He whispered, still no change. Slightly louder he repeated
himself "Jack. Come on, come back to me it's only a dream."
Jack burrowed closer. Ianto could feel the hot tears splashing against
his skin. Stroking Jack's back he quietly whispered "Shhh cariad.
Whatever it was it was just a dream."
Jack clung to Ianto like a lifeguard, the way a drowning man would.
Just a dream he kept telling himself . Just a dream. He pulled back
slightly , rubbing his tear stained eyes. Looking up at Ianto he
couldn't help himself it was too painful. It felt too real. He wasn't
stupid . It would happen one day if not today then the next. "It felt
so real Ianto .Too real."
"I know what you mean." Ianto felt a bit of his heart break looking at
Jack. He looked so … broken. He wasn't used to seeing him so broken
looking.
"Well it can't be worse than dreaming of Owen skipping hand in hand
with a weevil down by the bay. In a pink dress. Blonde wig . Makeup
the lot." Ianto's welsh vowels washed over him.
He appreciated his attempts of humour to alleviate the situation. The
dream was still at the front of his mind . Almost taunting him.
Reminding him of the inevitable. A lonely tear escaped his eye and
began rolling down his cheek. Brushing it away with the pad of his
thumb ,Ianto gently whispered "Whatever it was you know I'm here for
you. If you need to talk about it I'll listen to you."
Jack loved that about Ianto. He didn't demand answers. Willing to
listen to him , even when he took trips down memory lane. Unlike some
people.
There was a calming silence washing over them, each content to lie in
the others warm embrace .looking back up at Ianto ,Jack began "It was
you. There was this threat , alien. We were trapped in a building. No
way out or in. A virus was released. It was too late. I couldn't save
you . You died in my arms ." Choking up again he forced himself to
continue "It felt so real. Too real."
Ianto stared into Jack's blue eyes "Shh, it's ok. I know I won't be
here with you forever, and that hurts. But you still have me for now.
I'm not going anywhere."
Weakly Jack smiled "You know I love you , don't you?" That was
another part of his dream that hurt him. Not telling Ianto that he
loved him when he was dying in his arms. He felt cowardly .
Ianto smiled softly "Jack you don't need to tell me . I know . I love
you too."
Hearing that was almost like a balm on his wounded soul, he knew the
inevitable was lurking around the corner. But for now he had his love
and a warm embrace . Nothing was going to ruin this moment .
The cog alarm sounded, well almost nothing could ruin this moment.