It's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Mentions sex
Characters: Ianto, Jack, Tosh, Owen, Gwen
Pairings: Jack/Ianto Jack/Gwen Tosh/Owen Gwen/Rhys
Disclaimer: This is fanfiction. I am making no money
Spoilers: Series 1 and 2
Summary: The team consider love
It's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Gwen
Gwen knew love. Gwen knew what it felt like. Gwen knew how it felt to love two people at the same time. At first she had been torn, but she choose Rhys. Rhys, whom she loved and he loved her back. She still loved Jack, that didn't change, but nothing would happen. Gwen loved Rhys. She had done with messing about. She was needed Rhys as much as he needed her. She was petrified of loosing him.
And she was pertrified of Rhys loosing her.
Tosh
Tosh knew of love. She knew of loving and being loved in return. She had never had a long term relationship. Then Tommy came along. She'd fallen, then picked herself back up. Numbers were her love, in the dead of the night, she clung to equations, sought comfort in algebra and graphs. It was easier this way, she told herself; she didn't need Owen or any one.
But when the morning came - she was left with nothing but sums.
Owen
Owen knew love. He knew what it felt like, he knew the loss of it. Loosing Katie slowly and Katie loosing herself. Sometimes she didn't recognise him. No-one could replace Katie. Then along came Dianne. No-one could replace Katie, not Dianne, not Tosh. He'd just screw her up. No-one could replace Katie, even for a little while.
Owen gave up trying.
Ianto
Ianto knew love. He knew what it felt like, he knew the loss of it. Loosing Lisa slowly and Lisa loosing herself. Sometimes she didn't recoginse him. No-one could replace Lisa. No-one could fill the void she left behind. Then along came Jack. Who had somehow discovered a whole new space to occupy. A space Ianto didn't even know had exsisted.
But Jack could never comapre to Lisa.
And Lisa could never compare to Jack.
Jack.
Jack knew how it went. Meet, flirt, sex. Meet, flirt, sex, oh, the sex, the reams and reams of sex. Sometimes it was different, meet, flirt, fall in love with or meet, flirt, marry or even meet, flirt, hire. But mostly it was meet, flirt, sex. It was easier that way. Until one day the pattern changed. Hunt weevil, meet, eye up, flirt, hire, threaten to kill, sex, abandon, date. And somewhere along the way, or though he couldn't place where, he had fallen. That was a suprise, even by Jack's standards.
Jack cherished each moment with someone he loved, he felt so alive. For them it was years. For him it could only ever be a few stolen moments. All of Jack's lovers leave him in the darkness, they leave him a little more dead on the inside.
But he wouldn't change it for the world.
Warnings: Mentions sex
Characters: Ianto, Jack, Tosh, Owen, Gwen
Pairings: Jack/Ianto Jack/Gwen Tosh/Owen Gwen/Rhys
Disclaimer: This is fanfiction. I am making no money
Spoilers: Series 1 and 2
Summary: The team consider love
It's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Gwen
Gwen knew love. Gwen knew what it felt like. Gwen knew how it felt to love two people at the same time. At first she had been torn, but she choose Rhys. Rhys, whom she loved and he loved her back. She still loved Jack, that didn't change, but nothing would happen. Gwen loved Rhys. She had done with messing about. She was needed Rhys as much as he needed her. She was petrified of loosing him.
And she was pertrified of Rhys loosing her.
Tosh
Tosh knew of love. She knew of loving and being loved in return. She had never had a long term relationship. Then Tommy came along. She'd fallen, then picked herself back up. Numbers were her love, in the dead of the night, she clung to equations, sought comfort in algebra and graphs. It was easier this way, she told herself; she didn't need Owen or any one.
But when the morning came - she was left with nothing but sums.
Owen
Owen knew love. He knew what it felt like, he knew the loss of it. Loosing Katie slowly and Katie loosing herself. Sometimes she didn't recognise him. No-one could replace Katie. Then along came Dianne. No-one could replace Katie, not Dianne, not Tosh. He'd just screw her up. No-one could replace Katie, even for a little while.
Owen gave up trying.
Ianto
Ianto knew love. He knew what it felt like, he knew the loss of it. Loosing Lisa slowly and Lisa loosing herself. Sometimes she didn't recoginse him. No-one could replace Lisa. No-one could fill the void she left behind. Then along came Jack. Who had somehow discovered a whole new space to occupy. A space Ianto didn't even know had exsisted.
But Jack could never comapre to Lisa.
And Lisa could never compare to Jack.
Jack.
Jack knew how it went. Meet, flirt, sex. Meet, flirt, sex, oh, the sex, the reams and reams of sex. Sometimes it was different, meet, flirt, fall in love with or meet, flirt, marry or even meet, flirt, hire. But mostly it was meet, flirt, sex. It was easier that way. Until one day the pattern changed. Hunt weevil, meet, eye up, flirt, hire, threaten to kill, sex, abandon, date. And somewhere along the way, or though he couldn't place where, he had fallen. That was a suprise, even by Jack's standards.
Jack cherished each moment with someone he loved, he felt so alive. For them it was years. For him it could only ever be a few stolen moments. All of Jack's lovers leave him in the darkness, they leave him a little more dead on the inside.
But he wouldn't change it for the world.