Fic - The Sleeper and Seduction, Chapter 5
Title: The Sleeper and Seduction
Chapter: 5/10
Rating - NC-17
Pairing - Janto (main), John/Ianto (a little)
Spoilers - 2x01 Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, 2x02 Sleeper
Warnings - OOC (just in case), violence
Summary - Jack tries to win back Ianto, but it won't be as easy as he thinks. Especially when Captain John Hart decides he wants the young welshman for himself. Add to that a young woman who might be a sleeper agent and people from Torchwood One being killed off, and it's going to be a long day. Sequel to 'A Different Kind of Kiss'
A/N - So sorry this has taken awhile to get up, I only have five weeks until I’m finished Uni for good and it’s been a bit hectic. But here it finally is, not the best chapter, but enough to lead onto the next one (which I like a lot better).
A/N 2 - GWACK! *cough* so there’s a little of that in this chapter (no kissing though, just a look and thought). I wanted it to be as true to the show as I could, and unfortunately that meant having a little of that in here. Also it will help when Jack explains to Ianto what he meant to Gwen when he said what he did in S02E01.
Chapter 5
Clearing Emotions
Pulling up to the warehouse, Jack felt his heart clench as he saw the car parked there, his heart racing as he saw it was empty, Ianto and John already moving in, if they weren’t already in the warehouse.
“Ianto,” Jack said, touching his communicator, the worry that he’d been trying to push aside increasing.
“Jack?” Gwen asked, looking at him, frown making creases appear in her forehead.
“Let’s move in,” he said, unsnapping his seat belt and getting out of the car, pulling out his gun, glad to see Gwen doing the same.
“Don’t you think we should wait?” Gwen asked, as they both moved quickly towards the warehouse.
Jack’s response was cut off by the people exiting the building, grabbing Gwen and pushing her up against the wall he watched them wondering if they worked there or where involved with their perp. He didn’t realize the position they were in until he looked back at Gwen, seeing her eyes flick to his mouth before meeting his eyes again.
He was reminded by how normal and real she was, how being around her made him feel like he wasn’t something he should be hunting. It was something he knew that he needed near him, someone with as near a normal life, with a normal relationship and normal home, as you could get at Torchwood.
He was jealous of that, jealous that his life would never, could never, be that. Sometimes he wished that he could have it for a moment, wondered if Gwen could give him that, but other times he was glad, glad for his life and his job and his uniqueness.
When it really came down to it, he wouldn’t change anything for the world. Wouldn’t change meeting and knowing the people he had known, which is why he had never wanted anything more with Gwen, never pushed for anything more, not when he actually thought about it.
Before he could pull away, an irritating voice, that Jack was learning to hate, interrupted them.
“Don’t mind me,” John said, his eyebrow raised as he took in the way Jack had Gwen pinned to the wall. “Just passing through, you know, catching the bad guys and all that.”
He strode past them, glaring at Jack as he did, before disappearing around the corner.
“Jack-”
Releasing Gwen, Jack quickly took off after Hart, knowing that he could expect gun fire soon, his thought confirmed when he came around the corner, John starting to fire on the people, yelling something at them.
Before he’d even made it to John, the three had jumped in a car, taking off, Jack wondering why they would leave so suddenly when they had a clear numbers advantage.
“Ah, hah,” John laughed, huge grin crossing his face, turning to look at him and Gwen. “Scared off by the mere sight of me. Oh, and also my superior firing.”
Rolling his eyes, Jack ignored the man when he heard his comm. going off, moving off to one side as Gwen spoke quietly to John.
“Ianto?” Jack asked.
“No, it’s Owen,” Owen replied, Jack knowing the man was rolling his eyes by his tone. “Tosh and I are on the other side, going to make our way through the warehouse.”
“Alright,” Jack said, nodding. “We’ll meet you in there. Be careful.”
“Yeah, cos we’re the reckless ones,” Owen replied, before he turned his comm. off. For a moment, Jack felt like he should be going after the other people, before reminding himself that they were there for Beth, who hadn’t been with them.
“Let’s move inside,” Jack ordered, his coat swirling around him as he swung around, worry coursing through him as he realized that Ianto still hadn’t made contact.
“So,” Hart started, smug smirk on his face. “I wonder what Eye Candy would’ve said if he’d been the one to catch you two in your … position, earlier.”
Jack clenched his teeth, already knowing what Ianto would’ve done. He would’ve nodded, taken a look at the two of them and then informed them what they were up against. He’d probably have called Jack ‘Sir’, while he was at it.
Jack was surprised when he felt something like guilt run through him. He had never felt guilty for acting on his attractions to others before, had always thought that the 21st century’s take on monogamy in relationships was outdated.
But now, with Ianto, he was wondering if he had had the wrong outlook on it, wondered if he was the one who was mistaken.
“Now’s not the time, John,” Jack growled, moving to the door, he and Gwen moving in, both covering the area.
“Oh, there was only three of them,” John said, rolling his eyes as he swaggered in after them. “I checked the whole area before I came after them again. Ianto was checking on the girl, Beth, or whatever her name is.”
Jack glared at the other man, stomach twisting viciously when John had said Ianto’s name.
“Jack, get in here, now.”
Jack frowned as he heard Tosh’s worried voice over the comm, quickly making his way further inside, freezing when he saw Owen kneeling on the floor next to Ianto, blood pooling out from underneath the young Welshman.
“Ianto,” he called, running over, dropping to his knees when he reached them, ignoring the blood that was staining his pants.
“Stabbed through the shoulder,” Owen replied, as he checked the area, frowning in concentration. “Doesn’t look like its hit anything vital, clean through and through.”
Jack nodded, Owen’s words washing over him as he stared down at Ianto’s pale face, swallowing hard, his eyes stinging, he gingerly reached a hand out and touched his cheek, something easing a little as he felt warmth seep through his fingers,
“He’ll be fine, Jack,” Owen said, Jack looking up in surprise at the gentle tone. “Now would you kindly move away so I can do my bloody job?”
Nodding, Jack resisted the urge to lean down and give Ianto a kiss, standing up gingerly and taking a few steps back as he watched Owen work.
He wondered if this is what happened to Ianto when he’d gotten the scar on his back, wondered who it was that found him, that took care of him until Owen, or whoever had stitched him up, had been able to take over.
“Feel kind of bad there, Jack?” John asked, Jack turning to glare at him. “Ianto was in here hurt, bleeding, and you were out there, making googly eyes at your little Welshwoman there.”
Jack didn’t even realize he was moving until he had already slammed John up against the wall, John's jacket in bunches within Jack’s fist.
“Where were you?” he growled, only just stopping himself from punching John.
“Leading the others away from finding Ianto,” John growled back, his hands coming between them and pushing him back hard, a determined look that Jack knew meant he was itching for a fight.
“Oi, knock it off you two,” Owen’s voice said, cutting through the haze Jack had found himself falling into.
“Jack, come help me get Ianto to the car,” he continued, a disapproving look on his face when Jack turned to him.
“Should we be moving him?” Jack asked, forgetting about John and making his way closer to Owen and Ianto, something in him twisting as Ianto’s eyes remained closed.
“He’ll be fine,” Owen replied, looking as if he wanted to roll his eyes at Jack. “I’ve packaged and bandaged the wound as best I can, given him some pain medication, but I need to wash it out and then stitch him up, and I don’t want to do that here. So pick him up and get him to the car.”
Nodding, Jack lifted Ianto, one arm under his legs, the other wrapped around his back, unable to stop himself from taking a deep breath as Ianto’s scent reached him, the warmth coming off the man in his arms making Jack relax a little more, before he reminded himself that Ianto was hurt and needed to get back to the Hub.
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Poll John and Ianto
A/N - As always let me know what you thought. And also - John/Ianto. Should they go on a date? Take the poll :).
Chapter: 5/10
Rating - NC-17
Pairing - Janto (main), John/Ianto (a little)
Spoilers - 2x01 Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, 2x02 Sleeper
Warnings - OOC (just in case), violence
Summary - Jack tries to win back Ianto, but it won't be as easy as he thinks. Especially when Captain John Hart decides he wants the young welshman for himself. Add to that a young woman who might be a sleeper agent and people from Torchwood One being killed off, and it's going to be a long day. Sequel to 'A Different Kind of Kiss'
A/N - So sorry this has taken awhile to get up, I only have five weeks until I’m finished Uni for good and it’s been a bit hectic. But here it finally is, not the best chapter, but enough to lead onto the next one (which I like a lot better).
A/N 2 - GWACK! *cough* so there’s a little of that in this chapter (no kissing though, just a look and thought). I wanted it to be as true to the show as I could, and unfortunately that meant having a little of that in here. Also it will help when Jack explains to Ianto what he meant to Gwen when he said what he did in S02E01.
Chapter 5
Clearing Emotions
Pulling up to the warehouse, Jack felt his heart clench as he saw the car parked there, his heart racing as he saw it was empty, Ianto and John already moving in, if they weren’t already in the warehouse.
“Ianto,” Jack said, touching his communicator, the worry that he’d been trying to push aside increasing.
“Jack?” Gwen asked, looking at him, frown making creases appear in her forehead.
“Let’s move in,” he said, unsnapping his seat belt and getting out of the car, pulling out his gun, glad to see Gwen doing the same.
“Don’t you think we should wait?” Gwen asked, as they both moved quickly towards the warehouse.
Jack’s response was cut off by the people exiting the building, grabbing Gwen and pushing her up against the wall he watched them wondering if they worked there or where involved with their perp. He didn’t realize the position they were in until he looked back at Gwen, seeing her eyes flick to his mouth before meeting his eyes again.
He was reminded by how normal and real she was, how being around her made him feel like he wasn’t something he should be hunting. It was something he knew that he needed near him, someone with as near a normal life, with a normal relationship and normal home, as you could get at Torchwood.
He was jealous of that, jealous that his life would never, could never, be that. Sometimes he wished that he could have it for a moment, wondered if Gwen could give him that, but other times he was glad, glad for his life and his job and his uniqueness.
When it really came down to it, he wouldn’t change anything for the world. Wouldn’t change meeting and knowing the people he had known, which is why he had never wanted anything more with Gwen, never pushed for anything more, not when he actually thought about it.
Before he could pull away, an irritating voice, that Jack was learning to hate, interrupted them.
“Don’t mind me,” John said, his eyebrow raised as he took in the way Jack had Gwen pinned to the wall. “Just passing through, you know, catching the bad guys and all that.”
He strode past them, glaring at Jack as he did, before disappearing around the corner.
“Jack-”
Releasing Gwen, Jack quickly took off after Hart, knowing that he could expect gun fire soon, his thought confirmed when he came around the corner, John starting to fire on the people, yelling something at them.
Before he’d even made it to John, the three had jumped in a car, taking off, Jack wondering why they would leave so suddenly when they had a clear numbers advantage.
“Ah, hah,” John laughed, huge grin crossing his face, turning to look at him and Gwen. “Scared off by the mere sight of me. Oh, and also my superior firing.”
Rolling his eyes, Jack ignored the man when he heard his comm. going off, moving off to one side as Gwen spoke quietly to John.
“Ianto?” Jack asked.
“No, it’s Owen,” Owen replied, Jack knowing the man was rolling his eyes by his tone. “Tosh and I are on the other side, going to make our way through the warehouse.”
“Alright,” Jack said, nodding. “We’ll meet you in there. Be careful.”
“Yeah, cos we’re the reckless ones,” Owen replied, before he turned his comm. off. For a moment, Jack felt like he should be going after the other people, before reminding himself that they were there for Beth, who hadn’t been with them.
“Let’s move inside,” Jack ordered, his coat swirling around him as he swung around, worry coursing through him as he realized that Ianto still hadn’t made contact.
“So,” Hart started, smug smirk on his face. “I wonder what Eye Candy would’ve said if he’d been the one to catch you two in your … position, earlier.”
Jack clenched his teeth, already knowing what Ianto would’ve done. He would’ve nodded, taken a look at the two of them and then informed them what they were up against. He’d probably have called Jack ‘Sir’, while he was at it.
Jack was surprised when he felt something like guilt run through him. He had never felt guilty for acting on his attractions to others before, had always thought that the 21st century’s take on monogamy in relationships was outdated.
But now, with Ianto, he was wondering if he had had the wrong outlook on it, wondered if he was the one who was mistaken.
“Now’s not the time, John,” Jack growled, moving to the door, he and Gwen moving in, both covering the area.
“Oh, there was only three of them,” John said, rolling his eyes as he swaggered in after them. “I checked the whole area before I came after them again. Ianto was checking on the girl, Beth, or whatever her name is.”
Jack glared at the other man, stomach twisting viciously when John had said Ianto’s name.
“Jack, get in here, now.”
Jack frowned as he heard Tosh’s worried voice over the comm, quickly making his way further inside, freezing when he saw Owen kneeling on the floor next to Ianto, blood pooling out from underneath the young Welshman.
“Ianto,” he called, running over, dropping to his knees when he reached them, ignoring the blood that was staining his pants.
“Stabbed through the shoulder,” Owen replied, as he checked the area, frowning in concentration. “Doesn’t look like its hit anything vital, clean through and through.”
Jack nodded, Owen’s words washing over him as he stared down at Ianto’s pale face, swallowing hard, his eyes stinging, he gingerly reached a hand out and touched his cheek, something easing a little as he felt warmth seep through his fingers,
“He’ll be fine, Jack,” Owen said, Jack looking up in surprise at the gentle tone. “Now would you kindly move away so I can do my bloody job?”
Nodding, Jack resisted the urge to lean down and give Ianto a kiss, standing up gingerly and taking a few steps back as he watched Owen work.
He wondered if this is what happened to Ianto when he’d gotten the scar on his back, wondered who it was that found him, that took care of him until Owen, or whoever had stitched him up, had been able to take over.
“Feel kind of bad there, Jack?” John asked, Jack turning to glare at him. “Ianto was in here hurt, bleeding, and you were out there, making googly eyes at your little Welshwoman there.”
Jack didn’t even realize he was moving until he had already slammed John up against the wall, John's jacket in bunches within Jack’s fist.
“Where were you?” he growled, only just stopping himself from punching John.
“Leading the others away from finding Ianto,” John growled back, his hands coming between them and pushing him back hard, a determined look that Jack knew meant he was itching for a fight.
“Oi, knock it off you two,” Owen’s voice said, cutting through the haze Jack had found himself falling into.
“Jack, come help me get Ianto to the car,” he continued, a disapproving look on his face when Jack turned to him.
“Should we be moving him?” Jack asked, forgetting about John and making his way closer to Owen and Ianto, something in him twisting as Ianto’s eyes remained closed.
“He’ll be fine,” Owen replied, looking as if he wanted to roll his eyes at Jack. “I’ve packaged and bandaged the wound as best I can, given him some pain medication, but I need to wash it out and then stitch him up, and I don’t want to do that here. So pick him up and get him to the car.”
Nodding, Jack lifted Ianto, one arm under his legs, the other wrapped around his back, unable to stop himself from taking a deep breath as Ianto’s scent reached him, the warmth coming off the man in his arms making Jack relax a little more, before he reminded himself that Ianto was hurt and needed to get back to the Hub.
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Poll John and Ianto
A/N - As always let me know what you thought. And also - John/Ianto. Should they go on a date? Take the poll :).