Captain Charlotte Harkness' Journal :)

London Documentary

Sun, 01 Nov 2009 10:32:28 GMT

Here pimping the blog again, but this time for a proper reason!!

http://charlotte3006.blogspot.com/

As you know, last weekend I was in London. This weekend, I present to you the documentary.
I use the term 'documentary' loosely.
If you fancy wasting ten minutes of your life, how about it? :D
Link to the video at my blog :)
Thanks a lot!

The Best Day of my Life

Tue, 27 Oct 2009 14:12:20 GMT

Last Friday, in London, on a mini break with my Dad.
I met Noel Fielding! But that's not the best bit....

I MET JOHN BARROWMAN!!!!!
Read all about it in my blog - charlotte3006.blogspot.com/
I can die happy now!!!
Right, now I'm off to have a Torchwood Series 2 marathon, partly so that I can point and yell "I've met him!!" :D

Writer's Block: I'm sorry

Thu, 22 Oct 2009 09:46:30 GMT

If you only had one day left to live, and you had the chance to tell one person from your past "I love you," who would it be? How about "I'm sorry"?

Submitted By crazy_lil_loud1

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Yeah, I think I would tell Him. I'd also tell him about the fact this is my last day on earth, in case he - nah, I'm being silly. He doesn't, and never will!!
Nevertheless, I'd like him to know...

I would apologise to my dad. The two of us are best friends. We're going through a pretty rough patch in life at the moment and we are keeping each other strong. I'd probably have had a breakdown by now if it wasn't him I could cuddle and talk to every single day, and I think the same goes for him to. So if I were to die, I would apologise for leaving him, and maybe buy him a rabbit or a cat, despite the fact he hates pets, so that he can have someone else to talk to when I'm gone.

A Favour

Wed, 14 Oct 2009 07:58:51 GMT

I'm here to ask for a favour, if you will.
A friend of mine has a 6 year old nephew who has recently developed a serious medical condition, and has been given not long to live.
It's horrible, heartbreaking, and totally undeserving.
On behalf of Kally, could you all please keep little Beau in your thoughts and prayers.
I am not religious, but I do have my own form of hope. I hope the same can go to any of you, and that you'll spare a thought for him and his family as they battle through this harsh time.
Thank you.

So Much For My Happy Ending - Blog Post

Sun, 06 Sep 2009 00:21:22 GMT

Hey, everyone. I hope things in life are going well for you all :)
I rarely post personal items to my Livejournal account - it is mostly Torchwood or other fandom art, whether that be icons, wallpapers, or fanfiction.
However, I have come to post the link to my recent blog entry. My latest post regards Torchwood: Children of Earth, and the US (and slightly UK) version of Queer As Folk. Since most, if not all, of my LJ friends are from the Torchwood fandom, I feel this may be of interest to some of you. Prepare for a major rant, but if any of you share my views or emotions, I'd love you to comment and let me know. I feel so let down right now.
http://charlotte3006.blogspot.com/

(Warning: Contains spoilers for Torchwood: Children of Earth, and parts of QAF, including a biggie for the season 5 finale.)

Writer's Block: Two Truths and a Lie

Wed, 05 Aug 2009 22:25:53 GMT

Post two truths and a lie about yourself as an answer to Writer's Block. Have people guess which is the lie in the comments.

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1. I don't believe that global warming will destroy the world; it is an over-exaggerated political ploy.
2. I visited the top of the Empire State Building, and then threw up in the toilet because I looked over the edge.
3. I love the adrenaline rush that the fear of thunderstorms give me.

Guess the lie and you can have an internet cookie ;D

Jack/Ianto Fanvid - You Belong With Me

Sun, 02 Aug 2009 11:23:41 GMT

Jack/Ianto
Music: You Belong With Me - Taylor Swift

On a side note; I really want to go to the Hub Torchwood Convention, but my dad won't let me. He simply refuses to let me go, because he thinks that as I'm "only 17" I'm going to get murdered or raped or whatever. He says if I was going with someone else then he might consider it. However, he didn't say I had to have met these people ;) So if any of you lovely people are going and wouldn't mind just telling me this, so that I can show to my dad that there are normal people going who will keep an eye out for me? If you wouldn't mind posting your name/age/location and maybe a link to a photo if that isn't asking too much. He's pretty old fashioned and thinks it will be full of pedophiles :/

Yet Another Jack/Ianto Fanvid [Make Heaven Wait]

Fri, 17 Jul 2009 15:14:58 GMT

Yet another fanvid! This time by request.
*Warning: Torchwood series 3, COE, spoilers. You got that? Spoilers if you haven't seen it.*

Link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=reWOdbDh5ZU

Torchwood: COE ~ Icons/Walls

Thu, 16 Jul 2009 14:50:40 GMT

Just a few icons and wallpapers I made. Spoiler warning for Children of Earth.
Preview:

Please credit Charlotte3006
Comments would be nice too :)
Thanks :)

Jack/Ianto Fanvid

Sat, 11 Jul 2009 14:12:10 GMT

After the recent devastation that came last week in the form of Torchwood: Children of Earth, I decided that I should at least try and stop moping about the house after certain beloved characters. I made this video in an attempt to keep myself busy as well as being able to tribute such a fantastic and memorable character, who I'm sure we will all remember and will always live on in our hearts (and fanfic!).

On another note, I can't remember who it was that said most of John Barrowman's songs seem to fit the Jack/Ianto relationship...but damn they were right!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hbyfvy9tPuk
Anyway, there is the link. If you want to rate, comment or just vent your emotion then go ahead :)

Pride&Prejudice Video

Mon, 29 Jun 2009 16:57:37 GMT

To celebrate my new found obsession and victory in finally figuring out how to download said new fixation to my laptop, I decided to spend precious essay-time making this video;
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TAuMQCfMQD0
Best to watch in HQ, really.
If you do have a look, please comment and rate and whatever :)
Darcy&Elizabeth.
Music by the angel that is John Barrowman

On another note; TORCHWOOD IN SEVEN DAYS! I'm so excited for season three it's unreal.
Also, it's my 17th birthday tomorrow but who cares about that when Torchwood is a week away!

[Video x-posted to my blog: http://charlotte3006.blogspot.com/ ]

Writer's Block: I Can Relate

Thu, 18 Jun 2009 18:19:00 GMT

Seen loads of people do these so I thought I'd jump on the bandwagon. Wagons roll!

What fictional character do you most identify with?

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Elizabeth Bennett-Darcy. She is not only my idol, but I feel I can relate to her so much. Also, we're both in love with Mr Darcy :P haha.
If not her, then Candle Jack. Because whenever anyone says my name they disapp-

A Poem About Heartbreak...

Sun, 03 May 2009 18:56:32 GMT

Alex&Charl - 20/05/08 ~ 23.04.09
It has been ten days since my boyfriend broke up with me, and I won't go into details but you could say I've been pretty distraght lately. I mean, he did break my heart! Anyway, that isn't the point of this post. I've ranted my feelings to two and half pages worth of diary- and no way am I going to burden everyone on my friends list with the depressing details. I wrote a poem yesterday, it isn't much. I'm more of an author than a poet. Nevertheless, I thought I'd post it because, well, just because.

Just because I can’t sleep at night,

It’s not because of you.

Just because I can’t delete your messages,

It’s not because of you.

Just because I can’t look at another man,

It’s not because of you.

Just because my broken heart still weeps,

It’s not because of you.

Don’t flatter yourself,

It’s not because of you.

It’s because I still love you.

My Blog!

Thu, 26 Feb 2009 22:45:29 GMT

Ok, I don't usually post things on livejournal that arent Torchwood or fandom related. This shall probably be the only exception. But I wanted to advertise my new blog!!
http://charlotte3006.blogspot.com/
Follow the link, save it to your favourites, and subscribe if you like.
Listen to my ramblings about allsorts :D :D I'll be doing plenty of moaning, celebrating, laughing and crying I guess!
You can comment using your LJ account, and if you do venture over then please do comment - I'd like to see who is taking an interest!!
Thought this might be a bit of fun, you know :)
See you over at my blog, then?
Charl :) xxxx

John Barrowman/Janto Icons

Fri, 14 Nov 2008 22:09:32 GMT

Just a few icons made...
The John ones are from the pictures onJohn Barrowman's sparkly new website!
http://www.johnbarrowman.com/
It's absolutely brilliant!!

Take whatever you want, but comments would be much loved, just to see if people actually like these lol! And which ones you like.....oh, and please credit ^^

John
#1: #2: #3:
#4: #5: #6:
#7: #8: #9:
#10:

Ianto :
#11: #12:

Jack/Ianto
#13: #14:#15:
#16:

Janto/JB/Nanowrimo Wallpapers

Tue, 04 Nov 2008 22:13:02 GMT

Hmm, well guys, this is my very first batch of wallpapers....
As I've said before, I don't have Photoshop on my laptop and can only use picture editor, a bit of trickery on microsoft word, etc. And thus ends my excuse for these being substantially rubbish!

A/N: I just realised they are still fairly small even when you click the link, so if you would like a larger version of any just let me know :) Thanks for stopping by!
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Click on each for the right size :)

[Some of the pictures are from smirnoffmule</lj> 's wonderful photos of the torchwood convention! thanks to you for those!!]
[I also want to thank sam22_2</lj> , because she always makes me wallpapers so she was an inspiration!!]
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5. 6.
7. 8.
9. 10.
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This is one for all you fellow Nano-ers out there!!!

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Icons

Sun, 05 Oct 2008 13:29:59 GMT

5 x Jack/Ianto icons
1 x Torchwood icon
2 x Ianto icon
A Lot x John Barrowman icons

[JB icons from his new video 'What About Us?' It is an amazing video!!!]

Ok, so, my first ever batch of icons! I know they're rubbish, but I don't have photoshop so I had to make do with Picture Editor!!! :( :( :(
So please be nice!! If you see one that you think isnt too bad then you can have it!
Please credit and comment!!!!!

Jack/Ianto:
1  2  3 4  5

Torchwood:
6

Ianto:
7  8

John Barrowman:
9 Base:  B/W:  Colour:
10 Base:  B/W:  Colour:
11 Base:  B/W:  Colour:
12 Base:  B/W:  Colour:
13 Base:  B/W:  Colour:
14 Base:  B/W:  Colour:
15 Base:  B/W:  Colour:
16 Base:  B/W:  Colour:

Fic - Family Fun

Mon, 22 Sep 2008 18:56:01 GMT

Title: Family fun

Characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen, Tosh, Owen

Rating: 13 - Man kissing :D

Genre: Fluff! Possibly slightly AU, since this would probably never happen EVER!

Summary: Another little drabble thing. Jack takes the team out for some fun, and it makes Ianto think. I suppose I really ought to have expanded it...but it isn’t meant to be some big thing.

A/N: NOT MPREG (despite the title) Just a little something I wrote in a hurry.

I hope you all know what a swan boat looks like! For those that don’t, here’s a similar one here: http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1053/818547289_f8280c5c91.jpg?v=0

And another type here: http://pedaloshop.com/images/swan.jpg

It had been Jack’s idea. The rift had been quiet and there were promises of a warm day so Jack had dragged the team out of the dingy hub and to the lakeside. The weather forecast hadn’t been wrong; it was a beautiful day and the sun glistened across the water. Jack suggested the swan boats and the two girls agreed with a delightful glee. The boats, however, were different to normal pedalos; there was only one set of pedals rather than the traditional two, plus two ‘passenger’ seats either side. Jack paired with Ianto and the other three shared another swan.

Ianto had discarded his suit jacket and loosened his tie so that he could lean back and make the most of the scorching sun. He opened one eye after hearing Jack’s mighty laugh from beside him and felt their boat rock as it was nudged by another. Owen, with Tosh and Gwen sat either side of him, steered his boat round in the opposite direction to escape Jack and his threats of revenge. Ianto chuckled at the sight of the team messing about in the blazing heat in the two swan boats on the huge lake. Like one big happy family.

That was the moment it hit Ianto, sat there in his boat while Jack steered beside him; the team were closer to each other than they had ever thought possible, and more of a family than even some biological families.

There was Owen: like the teenage boy. Prone to mood swings and sudden rushes of hormones, but gentle and hardworking at heart. He kept his true feelings hidden, and his vocabulary mainly consisted of sarcastic comments and moaning complaints, but life could never be the same without his cheeky presence.

Then there was Toshiko: the modest eldest child. She was the most intelligent, and much preferred concealing herself behind a computer screen than engaging in most social activities. Still, she had a heart of gold and loved her close ones dearly. Her beauty was often masked, but when she smiled from her heart she really did shine.

Next was Gwen: the baby of the family. She was the newest addition and loved the attention she so often received. Her delicate features glowed when she grinned, which was fairly regularly. Like any typical youngest child she was fussed over and sometimes spoilt, but loved as equally as her mature siblings.

Ianto smiled as Owen had to hold on to Gwen to stop her from falling out of the boat as he increased the speed and took a sharp turn around the overgrown island in the centre. She laughed and gripped him tightly. Tosh clutched him from his other side, shrinking away from the splashing water to avoid getting her dress wet. The boat Ianto was in changed its course, and Jack manoeuvred the boat behind an overhanging bush on the island. Jack. Ianto didn’t need a second’s thought to know his role in the family. Jack was the father, the provider, the protector. He would fight for those he loved at any cost, and watched over them constantly, showing them wonders and teaching them more than they would ever dream of knowing.

Ianto only had a few moments to consider his own place, before Jack was kissing him passionately. Ianto was the motherly figure. He provided the family with their necessities and cleaned up after them. He was little acknowledged but he knew the work he did kept them together. And when Jack took the time to appreciate him, he remembered why his life was worth living.

Jack’s hands wound their way around Ianto’s back and the two men groaned in shared contentment. They heard squeals of laughter from around the other side of the bush, probably at some attempt Owen had made to push Gwen overboard. Jack’s fingers were brushing through Ianto’s hair and he forced Ianto to lean back further as he crawled on top of him. Now without any motion on the pedals the boat started to drift and bob on the gentle waves, even more so as the kiss became more frantic. The approaching boat was almost silent until it came right over to them. After a silent notion from one of its three occupants, there came a series of yells, cheers, whistles and fists banging on the boat that broke the peace. It made Jack and Ianto jump and they dived apart to find Owen, Gwen and Tosh laughing cheekily and sailing their boat past, making friendly jokes and teasing comments. Jack chuckled and put his feet on the pedals again, heading after the other boat. He gestured to Ianto to look in his rucksack, and when he did Ianto pulled out a loaded water pistol. With a mischievous grin from both men, they prepared for their revenge.

It was harmless family fun, and at that moment Ianto knew he had the best family in the world.

End J

Fic - Sweetheart

Thu, 11 Sep 2008 17:19:51 GMT

Title: Sweetheart
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Rating: PG
Characters: Jack, Ianto, non-speaking Martha
Warnings: Nothing, but it’s set after series 2 and there’s a hint of a future teammate that now isn’t even going to happen... if that makes sense. It’s just ridiculous fluff really, there’s no need for it.
Summary: It's really just a little drabble thing. Based on the Prompt ‘Sweetheart’ by branwen_blaidd in the community ‘tw3_fan_writers’.
A/N: Right then. Well. I am not happy with the way I write and would really appreciate some tips or advice on how to just improve my writing and be able to convey my message more effectively, especially as NaNoWriMo is coming up shortly. So Thanks to anyone for reading and giving feedback!

The weevil came from the darkness of the alley; snarling in rage, so fast that Ianto was on the floor before he had time to spin his gun round. It was on top of him and tearing at his flesh, hungrily. No matter how much Ianto screamed and writhed on the ground, the savage weevil was strong and had him pinned. The pain was unbearable and Ianto felt that every part of him had been ripped apart. From the amount of blood, it probably had. He only distantly heard the cries of his name and the sounds of gunshot as he started to slip from consciousness, and barely knew what was going on when the heavy, dead weight was dragged from him and he was being rocked to and fro in a familiar pair of arms.

“Ianto? Ianto can you hear me? Speak to me!” Jack was yelling desperately, the thundering rain on the Captain’s face disguising the first tears.

“Ianto you can’t die now. I’m not ready. I can’t lose you yet! Hold on, for me.” Jack’s pleas were gradually fading as Ianto felt himself giving in to the darkness. Somewhere else, a professional pair of hands were tending to his fatal wounds. He was in too much pain to think who it was; instead he tried to focus on Jack and avoiding the darkness that seemed to call his name and look more and more tempting every second.

“Come on, come on sweetheart. Stay with me.” That was the last Ianto heard before he was gone.

~*~

“Hey you,” Ianto blinked and turned to see Jack stood at the top of the medical bay. Getting his bearings, Ianto realised he was lying on the autopsy table-come-makeshift-bed that had clearly been set up in haste.

“Hello. I can smell pizza,”

“Don’t miss anything, do you.” As Ianto sat up Jack bounded down the stairs. “How are you?” He asked, more seriously.

“Fine. I hurt a bit,” Ianto touched his stomach and realised that the majority of his torso was wrapped up in tight bandages. Part of him wondered how bad his wounds were, but the better part thought that maybe it was best he didn’t know.

“Do you want some more medication for the pain? You’re supposed to be injected every three hours but if you want-”

“Jack, Jack, I’ll be fine.” Ianto cut him off and smiled, but Jack didn’t return it.

“I thought you were going to die. That weevil-”

“But I’m here. I’m not dead.” That seemed to satisfy Jack for now but Ianto gave him a quick kiss for reassurance.

“Ok. Come on, let’s go and eat and you can thank Martha for saving your life.” Jack supported Ianto’s weight as he stood up groaning, and helped him up the stairs.

“By the way, Jack. In that alley...”

“Yeah?”

“Did you really call me ‘sweetheart’?” If Jack Harkness ever blushed, it was now, and despite his injuries Ianto felt particularly cheerful of this accomplishment.

End. :)

IM fic

Mon, 28 Jul 2008 09:08:54 GMT

Title: IM Fic

Rating: 13 for swearing

Characters: Jack/Ianto, Tosh, Owen, Gwen

Spoilers: Slight for 2x09 (because of gwen) and 2x07 (because of owen)

A/N: Just a really random IM fic. I got quite carried away! HAPPY BIRTHDAY iratus_lupus !!! This is one of her birthday presents from me (even though she has already read this..)! Enjoy your day, love!

A/N2: First Ever IM Fic!

A/N3: I’m still working on Wish You Were Here, I just hit a wall for a bit so I wrote this at about midnight to try and get the creative juices flowing again! Also in regards to WYWH, I’m actually going on holiday again next Sunday so you might not get the next part of that for a while... apoloigies!

The_Captain: Ianto.

The_Captain: Ianto?

The_Captain: Iantoooo?

I.Jones: Yes sir?

The_Captain: Hello!

I.Jones: Hello. What is it, sir?

The_Captain: I just wanted to say hi. Why, have you got any other plans?

I.Jones: Actually I’m very busy finishing your paperwork.

The_Captain: You done yet?

I.Jones: No. Leave me alone.

The_Captain: But I’m bored. Come and see me.

I.Jones: No. I’m busy.

The_Captain: That’s an order, Jones!

I.Jones: No it isn’t; you know as well as I do that as soon as I step in your office you will proceed to sexually harass me.

The_Captain: No I won’t! How could you ever think of me in that way?!

I.Jones: Well, that’s what happened yesterday...

I.Jones: And the day before....

I.Jones: ...and the day before...

The_Captain: OK, Ok, I get the point! But it’s your fault for looking so goddamn cute in that goddamn suit! What do you expect me to do?

The_Captain: Don’t blank me! Talk to me!

I.Jones: *sigh*, what do you want to talk about then?

The_Captain: hehehe... ;)

I.Jones: You only ever have one thing on your mind, don’t you?

The_Captain: Yes...You.

The_Captain: Keep doing that...

I.Jones: What on earth are you talking about?

The_Captain: I can see you on the CCTV. You just took your jacket off. Don’t stop there...take your tie off!

I.Jones: Stop spying on me!

The_Captain: What did you put it back on for?!?! I’m going to sulk now... :(

I.Jones: Not my problem, sir.

MrsW: That’s what I love about this job; whenever I get bored I can log on to our office chat room and watch you two arguing like an old married couple. :)

The_Captain: What chat room? You mean everyone can see this conversation?

DoctorH: Only Gwen, Tosh and me.

The_Captain: LOL so were you all ‘reading’ yesterday’s conversation?

DoctorH: The girls were...I went to throw up.

MrsW: I thought it was cute....if a little raunchy! Oh Ianto, you dark horse! :’)

I.Jones: Who wants pizza?

DoctorH: I wish.

The_Captain: Don’t change the subject, Ianto ;)

I.Jones: I’ll get cheese and tomato in then. Coffee will be there in 5.

The_Captain: So where’s my little Toshiko? Come on Tosh, I know you’re hiding there, listening to all this and pretending you aren’t here. Hoping we won’t notice you, eh?

Tosh: I wasn’t ‘listening’!

DoctorH: Gotcha!

Tosh: Well somebody has to monitor you lot!

The_Captain: So that’s what you’re calling it. And have you been enjoying monitoring Ianto and I since you showed us how to access TorchwoodIM?

I.Jones: Coffee’s ready!

Tosh: Ianto, you’re a lifesaver!

MrsW: Saved by the coffee-bell?

DoctorH: Seriously, Gwen, that was poor.

I.Jones: Pleasure, Tosh. I’ll be down in a minute, you lot. Ready to supply your caffeine needs.

~*~

*5 minutes later*

The_Captain: Somebody care to tell me what that was about?

Tosh: What?

The_Captain: I think Ianto is scared of me.

DoctorH: Like she said; what?

The_Captain: Oh come on, you all saw it! Why did Gwen bring my coffee in while I was on the phone? Where was Ianto?

MrsW: Ianto asked me to give you yours. He said he was busy.

The_Captain: Well he brought you your coffee.

DoctorH: Yeah, on the tray though. At least you can actually drink coffee.

Tosh: Stop fretting, Jack!

I.Jones: Sir, I’m not scared of you.

The_Captain: Why are you avoiding me, then??

The_Captain: Oi, Jones! What have I done?

MrsW: Teehee, Jack is paranoid.

DoctorH: Gwen, don’t make him mad. Seriously, you don’t want to do that....

The_Captain: IANTO?!

Tosh: Um, ouch?

DoctorH: What’s up with you?

Tosh: Caps hurt my eyes.

DoctorH: *snort*

Tosh: Oi!

I.Jones: Pizza’s here! Are we all eating in the boardroom?

MrsW: Sounds good to me.

I.Jones: Someone come and get it from me. I think I might stay here; I’m a bit behind on work.

The_Captain: You will do nothing of the sort.

Tosh: Jack; I’ve got a challenge for you.

DoctorH: Ooh, I like challenges.

Tosh: Jack; you have to get through today without touching Ianto at all.

MrsW: Ooh, harsh!

The_Captain: No chance! As soon as he gets his perfect little arse up here with that pizza I’m all over him.

I.Jones: Not without my permission, sir. Personally I think it is a good idea.

Tosh: *bows*

MrsW: This is gonna be good...

I.Jones: On my way down....again.

~*~

*30 minutes later*

MrsW: Well, that was amusing.

DoctorH: Hell yeah, did you see Jack? Couldn’t take his eyes off Ianto! Staring right across the table at him! Kudos to Tosh!

Tosh: Why, thank you.

The_Captain: Stop talking about me. I’m in a bad mood.

I.Jones: Well I for one am proud of you, sir. It clearly took a lot of work to keep your hands off me for a full half an hour.

The_Captain: Urgh, tell me about it. So do I get a reward later? :’)

I.Jones: Can’t. I’m going out.

The_Captain: What? Who with?

I.Jones: Gwen, Tosh and Owen; do you three fancy going for a drink after work.

DoctorH: Aha, oh teaboy knows how to tease! I’m up for it; I want to beat you all at pool while you get pissed and I sit back and laugh!

MrsW: Sure, I’ll go.

Tosh: Count me in.

The_Captain: Um, can I come?

I.Jones: I’ll have to see.

The_Captain: Whaaaat?

I.Jones: See how you behave :P

The_Captain: What do you mean, behave? I always behave!

DoctorH: Yeah right, Harkness.

The_Captain: Please let me come with you! Or I might resort to drastic measures...

Tosh: Such as??

The_Captain: I will stun-gun Ianto, tie him up naked and leave him for a few hours until he learns never to turn me down ever again.

I.Jones: *gulp* who wants to be my personal bodyguard?

Welshman-Snatcher: I will!!

MrsW: Jack?

Welshman-Snatcher: Yeah, Gwen?

DoctorH: Oh god, his name...

Tosh: Am I the only one in this team actually doing any work?

Teaboy-Hunter: Yep.

MrsW: Jack! Stop changing your name!

The_Captain: Fine! I’m just trying to scare Ianto into obeying me.

I.Jones: Ianto Jones doesn’t give in to fear.

The_Captain: What about when I made you get up at two in the morning to make me a coffee otherwise I’d put spiders in your trousers.

I.Jones: Fine. Point proven.

MrsW: Why was Ianto here at two in the morning?

DoctorH: For an ex-policewoman you aren’t very bright, are you Wills?

MrsW: Oooh I get it now. And Owen; STOP CALLING ME WILLS!

Tosh: Jack, I’m emailing you that report on rift activity now.

The_Captain: Cheers, Tosh. Nice to see someone doing some work.

I.Jones: Hey, I’m doing work too!!

The_Captain: Not the right work; I do believe I ordered you to my office.

MrsW: Oh by the way guys, I can’t do the drink tonight; Rhys just text me and he has finally managed to get us a reservation at that new restaurant by the bay. Sorry!

Tosh: Don’t worry about it.

I.Jones: Yeah, you have fun Gwen.

The_Captain: I’ll take Gwen’s place!

DoctorH: Bugger, is that the rift alarm?

~*~

7 hours later

The_Captain: Anyone here?

I.Jones: Sir.

The_Captain: I can’t believe those stupid aliens ruined our night! This is the tenth time this month that we couldn’t go out for a drink because of the rift. I’m lonely here all on my own. Remind me why I sent you all home again?

I.Jones: Owen gave Tosh a lift back to her flat because she injured her leg, and I am exhausted. So are you. Go to sleep, sir. I’m logging off now.

The_Captain: Wait!

I.Jones: Sir?

The_Captain: Why have you been avoiding me?

I.Jones: I don’t know what you mean, sir.

The_Captain: Yes you do! I havn’t had so much as a kiss all day! ......I miss you :(

I.Jones: No you don’t.

The_Captain: DO! Can I come round and prove it?

I.Jones: No. I’m in bed and I’m going to sleep soon. I’m very tired and I can’t believe you aren’t.

The_Captain: Look Ianto, I’m not stupid. You’ve been acting weird all day so just tell me what the matter is!

The_Captain: Ianto?

I.Jones: Promise not to tell the others?

The_Captain: Cross my heart.

I.Jones: Well....

The_Captain:???

I.Jones: oh, forget it. Night. X

The_Captain: WAIT!

I.Jones: Yes?

The_Captain: I think I just worked out why you are being all weird with me. Is it because of the other night?

I.Jones: ...Yes.

The_Captain: LMAO! But sex on the lift did seem like a good idea at the time...Oh Ianto you know I didn’t mean to push you off the lift! It’s a tiny slab anyway! And there weren’t that many people about...

I.Jones: I was naked, Jack!

The_Captain: And didn’t you look charming ;)

[I.Jones has logged off.]

The_Captain: Ianto? IANTO! Damn...

BBM Fic - Ghost

Tue, 08 Jul 2008 11:18:28 GMT

Hmm, strangely for me this isn't a Torchwood fic. *GASP* OMG! hehe.
I posted this ages ago - way back in April - but not in my journal, so I just thought I'd put it here.
It is a Brokeback Mountain AU, set after the film.

Title: Ghost
Rating: 15
Fandom: Brokeback Mountain
Pairing: Jack/Ennis
Disclaimer: Obviously, characters belong to Annie Proulx
Summary: Set a few years after the end of the film. It's really weird... Jack can only come back for one day a year
A/N: First non Torchwood fic ahaha! It is so random because it burted out of me at two in the moring while I was sobbing, just after I watched the film for the first time.

A Day in the Death - lol!

Mon, 07 Jul 2008 18:35:05 GMT

Don't know if anyone else noticed this but there is a scene in A Day In the Death (Torchwood 2x08) where the whole team are in the boardroom: it is when they are discussing Parker for the first time.
Anyway; Owen comes in and hands out the coffee to everyone and then walks off...but I wondered if anyone else noticed that when owen walked off the others made sure he had hid back to them and then they all swapped coffee mugs!!!
AHAAHAH It made me laugh SOOO much! I had to rewind a few times :') and then record it on my phone :')
It's HILARIOUS!
If you have to boxset- go watch. Otherwise, I suggest you youtube the ep and see it! It is about 8 and half minutes in :')
Let me know if you all saw!
:) xx

Fic - Wish You Were Here - Part 7/?

Sat, 05 Jul 2008 11:44:14 GMT

http://community.livejournal.com/jackxianto/1414132.html#cutid1

Original post above, with comments, etc. However, it might be easier to read if you click on the cut link below.

Title: Wish you were here (7/?)

Rating: 15

Pairings: Janto, Gwen/Rhys, slight/eventual Tosh/Owen,

Spoilers: Not really, but I suppose I had better say 2:09 Something Borrowed. Oh, and 2:07 for Owen.

Warnings: The odd swear word. Gay men kissing ;) FLUFF ALERT!

Genre: As I said, FLUFF! And some attempts at humour.

Disclaimer: Not mine, yadda yadda yadda. All to the BBC/ the great Russell T Davies, the lucky sod.

Summary: It’s Gwen and Rhys’ honeymoon, but the team decide that Gwen isn’t the only one who deserves a holiday......

Beta: None, but comments and advice is warmly accepted as I want to improve my writing. Please let me know any mistakes.

Author’s Notes: Ok, firstly I must apologise for the sheer randomness and fluffiness of this fic. Basically it started out when I was going on holiday at Easter and I was daydreaming about Torchwood (or more specifically; Janto) on the way to the airport and over the course of the holiday this fic just wrote itself. That’s really just why this is so stupid and probably a bad idea.

A/N 2: This part is for iratus_lupus who is just awesome! She rocks, and loves John Barrowman’s tongue as much as I do! (Don’t ask; we’re strange!) Woo, you go girl!

PART SEVEN

The next morning Jack woke with a shiver to find his duvet missing. Yawning, he rested his elbows on the pillow and pulled himself into a sitting position. Ianto was sat beside him, the duvet gathered up and wrapped around him as he stared out of the balcony windows, lost in a dream world.

“What the hell?” As Jack looked out he saw swirling black clouds and a rainstorm thundering down, pounding against the glass. Ianto seemed mesmerised. At his voice, however, he looked round and offered him protection against the cold. Jack gladly snuggled under the pile of duvet and put his arms around Ianto who had turned back to admire the rain. “This wasn’t in the brochure.” Jack grumbled, nuzzling Ianto’s neck. He felt Ianto smile and took this as encouragement to pull him closer and gently rock them both backwards and forwards. “We should ask for a refund.”

“It’s not the hotel’s fault that it’s chucking it down. And I would have thought you’d jump at the chance to spend a whole day in bed.” This caused Jack to laugh.

“Better close those curtains then, don’t want the aeroplane pilots looking in...Or do we?” Jack nodded to the grey sky but Ianto pulled the duvet over their heads instead, tenting them in and drowning out the hypnotic sound of the rain. “I like your thinking, Jones.” Jack grinned in the dark, claustrophobic space.

~*~

As Owen lay in bed, he listened to the roaring rain and Tosh’s rhythmic breathing, lost in his thoughts. He had desperately wanted to read his book but knew the light would disturb Tosh. Once the rain had begun around 2oclock he had taken to counting the drops but quickly got bored once he lost count at two hundred and forty two. He had been staring at the ceiling for several hours now, feeling sorry for himself and fantasising about steak, chips and an ice cold beer. He stroked away a stray hair that had fallen across the face of the beautiful Japanese girl beside him. He sighed as she slept, looking peaceful and content. Oh to sleep again, he muttered and then realised he had been staring at her lips. Not this again, we’ve already been through this, Harper. He resisted the urge to kiss her, not wanting to give himself false hope. For he knew nothing could happen. “That’s not love Tosh, that’s grief. You’re losing something so suddenly you desperately desire it.” He remembered his own words to her and knew that whatever he felt for this girl, whether it was love or desire, he cared for her deeply and would do anything to turn back time to tell her how he felt before all this had happened.

The rain didn’t seem to be letting up so he shut his eyes uselessly, considering the other hotel activities that they could do today, seeing as sunbathing would probably be ruled out. It was the shriek that disturbed him and his eyes flung open to see Tosh sat bolt upright in bed, hands held to her head, staring in horror at the weather outside. “Good morning,” He laughed at her distraught expression and climbed out of the bed, now that she was awake, to go and get changed.

~*~

When Gwen woke up she was lying in a quite uncomfortable position the wrong way around. Her arm was draped over the side of the bed and her feet were on the pillow – or rather, where the pillow should be, as it had at some point in the night been flung to the other side of the room. Rhys snored loudly beside her, he too at a strange angle. She laughed as she remembered the previous night and brushed her hair out of her face, noticing a heavy beating sound. Dragging herself out of the bed she stumbled over to the balcony and wrenched the curtains open, gasping. Rain was bucketing down so that she could hardly make out the villas on the hill opposite. Turning back to her husband she took a running jump and dived on his stomach. He yelled and grunted as he attempted to push her off him. “Morning!” she giggled as he nursed his stomach and then reached out to tickle her. “It’s raining, a lot. So I figured we could stay in bed for a bit longer!” He smiled his agreement and pinned her down on the bed as she pulled him into a kiss.

~*~

Room service had come and gone with their breakfast and the rain still hadn’t stopped by noon. “Wanna go and see what else is going on round the hotel? I doubt anyone is sunbathing.”

“As much as I want to, I think you’ve worn me out.” Ianto panted, laying back down on the bed, the remains of marmalade running down his stomach. Jack noticed and went back to licking Ianto clean, sitting up once he’d done with a smug expression on his face. “Now you’ve got marmalade on your mouth,” Jack licked his lips and Ianto muttered a ‘that’s better’, shutting his eyes. Jack kissed him hard and then pulled away, retreating into the bathroom.

“Don’t put any more marmalade on, Jack. We’ve already ruined the sheets with food and whatever,” Ianto called out, his eyes still shut. When Jack re-emerged, dressed, Ianto got up to get a shower and try to clean up the sticky mess that was coating his body. He stood in a piece of toast as his feet hit the floor, and kicked awkwardly to flick it off, where it landed by Jack’s feet. “Don’t you are dare eat that,” He warned as he strode past Jack.

Half an hour later they were ready; once Jack had rung Martha to confirm that Cardiff was safe, seeing as they had had no response from the numerous voicemail messages left on Toshiko’s phone.

~*~

“Aren’t you going to get that?” Owen looked up from his Nintendo DS as Tosh came out of the bathroom. She shook her head and, once the mobile had stopped ringing, turned it off and put it in the safe. Together they walked down the corridor and Tosh linked her arm through his.

“Where are we going?” Tosh asked as they got in the lift and Owen pressed the button.

“You’ll see,” He replied with a wink as the lift descended. They stopped at floor ‘-1’; the floor above reception with the entertainment room, the piano bar, the lounge and other rooms that Tosh hadn’t had the chance to explore yet. Owen led her round a corner and opened a door. As she stepped inside Owen turned on the dim lights and they found themselves in a mini-cinema. Toshiko gasped at this new discovery and sunk into a chair while Owen moved towards the huge plasma screen. Five minutes later and Tosh was leaning her head on Owen’s shoulder, his arm protectively round her as the introductory titles rolled up the screen on the starry background and the all-too-familiar theme tune blasting out into the darkened room. It didn’t cross Tosh’s mind to ask Owen why he had brought his Star Wars box set on holiday.

~*~

Gwen pulled out of Rhys’ grip and stood up, dripping wet, as she got out the bath. Wrapping a towel around her she turned back to her protesting husband. “I’m going all wrinkly. We’ve been in the bath for about an hour now. Water’s cold anyway.” Groaning, Rhys followed her and pulled the plug out the bath. The water gurgled as it poured away, matching the sounds of Rhys’ hungry stomach.

Wearing just his shorts Rhys wandered back into the room where Gwen was sat fully dressed, an indication that they weren’t going back to bed just yet. Pulling on a t-shirt he sank onto the bed beside Gwen who was staring at the TV intently. The screen was showing their current bill, and Gwen’s eyes were wide with shock. “Um, we’d better go easy on the champagne now, Rhys.” She erupted in another fit of giggles at Rhys’ horrified face when he saw the amount, mentally working out the exchange rate into British money and agreeing that they had overindulged in the expensive wines just a little.

“Bloody hell Gwen, turn it off quick.”

“It isn’t going to make it go away. Come on, let’s explore and then your stomach won’t be so tempted to order more room service.”

“Hey, my stomach has served me well over the years!” He proudly patted his belly and Gwen laughed, dragging him to his feet and out of the room.

~*~

In reception, Jack had been distracted by the huge bird cage and was reaching through the bars to hold his hand out for the parrots and chirp to the birds. Ianto was fiddling with his camera and chuckling as he took the picture. Hearing the click of the flash, Jack looked round and the small budgie that had been sat on his finger flew back to its perch.

“You taking photos of me, Ianto?” He asked, mock sternly.

“Would I ever?” Ianto replied with the same tone but holding his camera by side in full view of Jack. “Speaking of photos, we havn’t got any of us yet.”

“You know I’m not a photo man, Ianto.” Jack said truthfully, turning back to the bird cage and clicking his teeth to a macaw.

“Not even one? For me?”

“Shouldn’t be locked up. You want to be out there don’t you? In the sky. Free.” Jack was muttering to the parrots now and ignoring Ianto. The hand on his arm made him jump.

“Why don’t you like photos of yourself?” Ianto asked quietly. He knew Jack didn’t like revealing much about himself so he was cautious when he asked such questions.

“You can never match the real thing,” Jack replied with a grin after a pause to think. Ianto mentally rolled his eyes at Jack’s way of avoiding the question, and stepped back. Jack, still talking to the birds (Ianto wouldn’t have been too surprised if the birds actually understood him), only noticed that Ianto had pulled away when the younger man spun him round and leaned in close. Jack found himself facing a middle aged woman holding Ianto’s camera at the two of them, and he grinned automatically. Once the flash had gone Ianto thanked the woman and took his camera back.

“What was that?” Jack held out his hand to see the photo.

“I told you I wanted a photo to remember this by.” Ianto explained, showing Jack the screen. It was a beautiful photo of the two of them; Ianto’s head slightly leant on Jack as the other man had hurriedly wrapped his left arm around Ianto, the two of them smiling contently with the multicoloured parakeets and tropical birds fluttering behind them. “Beautiful.” Ianto smiled and Jack took his hand.

“Come on you; souvenirs!” Jack pulled him in the direction of the gift shop, as two small children ran over to admire the parrots in the same manner Jack had been just moments before.

The shop was fairly empty. A man was buying a newspaper and a woman was buying postcards and sweets. Once those two people had gone it was just Jack and Ianto alone with the bored shop assistant. Her mobile rang and she answered it loudly; jabbering away in Spanish.

“Who are we buying for?” Ianto asked, not seeing the point in getting anything for Gwen, Rhys or Owen.

“Tosh and Martha! Everyone else is already on holiday.”

“Do you still keep in contact with Martha?” Ianto asked Jack as he held up a fridge magnet.

“Every now and then. She likes to know what I’m up to. Asks about you sometimes too.” Jack snorted at the magnet and took it out of Ianto’s hands, replacing it with a postcard of several half naked Spanish hunks.

“Me? Really? And who is this for; Tosh or Martha?”

“Both. And yeah, Martha said you mentioned something about us.” At this comment Ianto blushed, remembering the conversation.

“Ah yes. She guessed something was going on.”

“And what did you tell her?” Jack folded his arms and grinned.

“That you are like no-one I’ve ever met before.”

“In a good way I hope. What did she say to that?” Jack picked up a huge packet of sweets and Ianto replaced it with the smaller packet.

“She wanted to know more I think, but I swiftly changed the subject. I’ve been meaning to ask you though; what was all that about Unit Caps?” They wandered to the till where the assistant was hanging up her phone. She gave them an odd look; her glace flickering from the postcards to them. She stuffed the sweets in a bag along with numerous other fridge magnets and souvenirs Ianto had picked up. Ianto paid and they left the shop, continuing the conversation.

“Always had a thing about them. What do you reckon; new Torchwood uniform?”

“I don’t think Owen will wear one, Jack.”

“But you will?”

“Maybe after hours.” Ianto winked and walked off, Jack following him eagerly and laughing at Ianto’s remark.

~*~

“Tosh?” Owen moved his shoulder slightly and Toshiko’s head rolled forward. He chuckled as the end credits of the film appeared on the screen, moving position and tipping her backwards so that she could stay asleep but he could stand up. After he had taken the disc out of the DVD player and returned to their seat Tosh was stirring.

“Wha-?” She muttered, rubbing her eyes.

“You fell asleep halfway through Revenge of the Sith. You made yourself quite comfortable on my shoulder.”

“Sorry,” She apologised through a yawn but he shook his head.

“Want some food?” They headed to the door and Owen shut it behind her. She admitted that her stomach was starting to rumble and they headed in the direction of the bar.

Out on the poolside the rain had stopped but there were puddles everywhere. Toshiko and Owen wandered over to the bar and sat down at a table where they were greeted by a waiter. “Nothing for me, thanks.” Owen shook his head and the waiter looked slightly offended, but cheered up once Tosh told him she wanted a tea cake and a cup of tea. Owen had laughed at her choice of food and she defended herself, telling him it was cold. At that point, Owen realised she was shivering; despite the fact that the rain had let up it still looked cold.

“Do you want my t-shirt?” He offered but she pointed out the fact of the huge gaping hole in his chest. “Oh yeah, damn.” Suddenly his eyes moved to behind Tosh and he saw a very familiar couple enter the bar. “Shit!” He ducked his head and gestured to Tosh to do the same, thanking himself for choosing a table the farthest away from the bar. When Tosh looked round and saw what Owen was hiding from, she echoed his swearing and turned back to him.

“We can’t let them see us.” She told him and he suggested they make a run for it. “You’re right, I can order it from the room.” Looking suspicious, the two of them stood up, keeping to the shadows, and edged their way out of the bar, passing the oblivious waiter who had served them walking in the direction they had come with Tosh’s lunch. “Oops,” She giggled, looking back, as the waiter put the food down on their table and stared around trying to figure out where his customer had gone.

Once they fell into the lift they began laughing, to the amusement of a fourteen year old who was sharing the lift with them.

~*~

Back in the hotel room, Ianto looked out the balcony window to see that it was raining again; harder than ever. He heard Jack groan behind him and smiled to himself. “It’s not that bad. Rain is actually good for soothing stress.” Ianto told him and Jack wondered just where the hell he got all this random knowledge from.

“Well if you like it so much...” Jack pulled the balcony door open and nudged Ianto so that he fell forwards into the rain, slamming the door behind him and locking it.

“Hey!” Ianto banged on the glass, glaring at Jack and still slightly in shock as the rain dribbled down his face and thoroughly soaked him. He was only dressed in his shorts and t-shirt, and the rain was making the white cotton turn see through. As Ianto yelled and continued to thump Jack sat back on the bed and sighed happily, crossing his arms behind his head and smiling at the very angry, wet man on the balcony.

“Jack, the rain is freezing! Let me in! Oi!” Ianto stopped punching the glass for a second, nursing his red wrist and growling. He sighed, shut his eyes and leaned forward onto the window, pressing his nose and forehead against the glass. “I’m going to kill you Jack Harkness,” when he finally opened his eyes Jack was mirroring his position on the other side of the balcony door, only a thin pane of glass between their foreheads and noses. Under any other circumstances Ianto may have found the position quite romantic, but he was freezing cold, his clothes and hair were dripping wet, and there was rain running down his cheeks. Furiously, he pulled away and turned his back to Jack, looking out to sea and just letting the rain wash over him, knowing that no reaction would annoy Jack just as much the punishment he intended to impose once he was let back inside. Indeed, eventually Jack grew bored and Ianto smiled to himself as he heard the scraping of the door being pulled open. Quickly, before Jack could change his mind Ianto rushed back indoors and headed straight for the bathroom where he grabbed his bathrobe to wrap around his shivering form, completely ignoring Jack.

~*~

It was evening and the rain was still pounding. Gwen and Rhys were back in the hotel room, reading their magazine and book respectively. The ringing phone made them both jump and Gwen picked it up hesitantly, wondering who could be on the end of the line.

“Hello? Gwen?” The thick accent made it clear to Gwen that it wasn’t reception ringing her room.

“Jack? How on earth did you get my room number?” She saw Rhys tut when she mentioned the name and go back to his book, shaking his head disbelievingly.

“Hacked into recep- look Gwen, that isn’t important. I’ve got a problem. It’s Ianto.”

“What is it? What’s wrong? Is he ok?”

“He’s ignoring me.” Jack said finally, after a long pause. Gwen resisted the urge to laugh.

“Why? I’m sure he has a perfectly good reason.”

“Ilockedhimonthebalconyintherain. Tell me how I can get him to talk to me again. The only thing he said was ‘You can forget sex.’ What does that me-” His words were cut short as Gwen interrupted him.

“Hold on, hold on. Did you say you locked him on the balcony? In the rain? Jack are you crazy? He could get seriously ill! Hell, I’d be ignoring you too! And he has every right to deny you sex; I know I would!” She ignored Rhys’ grumble of ‘you’d better’.

“Aw come on, Gwen! He’s a man. He can take a bit of water!” Gwen then heard the slam of a door the other end of the phone line and Jack’s faint cried to Ianto. “He ran off!” Jack moaned down the phone.

“Look Jack, I gotta go. Rhys is hungry and quite frankly you are doing my head in! When Ianto comes back, tell him I said hi, and good on him!” With that she hung up and began to laugh. Rhys had managed to make out a lot of the story and he put his finger to her lips as she began to speak.

“If it’s about Jack and Ianto’s sex life, I don’t want to know. Even if it’s about the lack of it, which it is by the sounds of things.”

~*~

Angry and cold, Ianto pulled on his clothes and stormed out the room, hearing Jack behind him calling out. Ignoring the voice he continued to charge down the corridor and instead of taking the lift he stomped down the stairs to work off his anger. Once he reached the bottom floor he was already out of breath from running down five floors, so he wasn’t taking notice of anything else until he ran slap bang into the Japanese woman.

TO. BE. CONTINUED. J

Ok guys, although I do have the next chapter ready to post, I'm going to put this fic on standby. I don't really know how to explain it, but I'm so busy that I rarely get to write. When I do get the chance, as you can see, the results aren't that good. I'm just losing the will with this, I can't focus properly. Maybe one day I will take it back up and finish it...but only if there is the demand. It is most likely best for everyone if I leave it for a while, until I've drastically improved my writing!

Fic - Wish You Were Here - part 6/?

Thu, 19 Jun 2008 10:23:07 GMT

http://community.livejournal.com/jackxianto/1295033.html

Original post is above.
An easier-to-read version is below the cut.

Title: Wish you were here (6/?)

Rating: 13

Pairings: Janto, Gwen/Rhys, slight/eventual Tosh/Owen, Martha/Tom,

Spoilers: Not really, but I suppose I had better say 2:09 Something Borrowed. Oh, and 2:07 for Owen.

Warnings: The odd swear word. Gay men kissing ;) FLUFF ALERT!

Genre: As I said, FLUFF! And some attempts at humour.

Disclaimer: Not mine, yadda yadda yadda. All to the BBC/ the great Russell T Davies, the lucky sod.

Summary: It’s Gwen and Rhys’ honeymoon, but the team decide that Gwen isn’t the only one who deserves a holiday......

Beta: None, but comments and advice is warmly accepted. Please let me know any mistakes.

PART SIX

Evening loomed once more over the island, and once again people were performing the daily ritual of packing up their things and leaving for their rooms, to shower and change for tea. It had been an especially hot day that day, with added heat for one couple in particular. The two holidaymakers in question had decided they couldn’t keep their hands off each other for a moment longer, and were shoving their things into the beach bag almost desperately, eager to get back to their room.

“Goodbye” Ianto waved to Doris and Bernard as Jack took his hand and pulled him away, not before Ianto could catch the frown from Bernard.

“He doesn’t accept us,” Ianto said sadly and Jack knew who he was talking about.

“He just has no imagination. He is a rude man and you shouldn’t listen to him. Nobody cares about public displays of affection.”

“Maybe not in the 51^st century,” Ianto muttered.

“You saw Doris, she loved us! I think if it weren’t for Bernard she would have asked to join in!”

“Ja-ack!” Ianto groaned and couldn’t help smiling at Jack’s joke as they reached the lift.

~*~

“Seeing as the crowd is thinning out now, we should really get going if we’re to remain undercover.” Toshiko told Owen who was more than happy to get a move on. Tosh understood how less enjoyable it was for Owen who couldn’t take pleasure in the food and drink, or bask in the soothing heat. They walked over the lifts just as Toshiko suddenly cried out. Owen turned to her and found her rummaging in her bag on the floor.

“I left my sunglasses back at the sunbeds; I’ll just run back for them.” He nodded at her and picked up the bag, telling her to meet him in the room. As he made his way to the lift the doors were just closing, so he reached out a hand to catch the senses of the door. The metal doors halted within inches of his fingers and slid back open. He slipped inside and nodded politely to the two men in there. It took half a second for him to realise and the three of them turned pale. Well, two of them did; Owen would have done if he had any blood to lose.

~*~

“Oh...my....god.” Ianto was the first to speak. Owen dared himself to look up once more and Jack’s face was thunder. He didn’t dare speak, he just returned his gaze to his feet, trying to work out what the hell was going on.

Ianto couldn’t believe his eyes as the man stood in the lift shifted guilty on his feet. He turned to Jack who looked more than angry. He had only seen this look on very rare occasions and he knew it was not a Jack to mess with. Owen looked at Ianto, a confused and quite scared expression on his face. Ianto was more than shocked, and couldn’t bring himself to form a sentence. The silence hung painful in the air as the three men gawped at one another. The sound of the lift pinging made them jump, and Owen made to move for the door. Jack grabbed his arm to hold him back.

“You’re lucky I’m in a good mood. I’ll talk to you later. You’d better have an explanation.” Owen couldn’t speak; he looked to Ianto for some sort of explanation himself but the other man seemed to have found something rather interesting to look at on his feet. Owen gave a slight nod and walked out the lift. The doors closed behind him and Jack turned to Ianto. Ianto opened his mouth to speak but ended up shaking his head in disbelief.

“Don’t say anything. Don’t talk about it. We’ll deal with it later. Let’s just enjoy the evening, ok?” Jack placed a reassuring hand on Ianto’s face as the lift moved again. Ianto nodded glumly and tightened his grip on the beach bag.

~*~

When Tosh knocked on the door and Owen opened it a few seconds later, she immediately knew something was wrong.

“What is it?” She asked him. “Is it one of the others? Have they called?” Owen shook his head. “Owen, I’m not stupid.” She put the bag down and folded her arms.

“I know you’re not, Toshiko.” He laughed at her and turned away. “I’m fine, don’t you worry about anything.”

“Well I am now! Tell me what’s happened?” She put a hand on his shoulder and he met her gaze.

“In the lift...” He began and she nodded in encouragement.

“Yes?”

“I was with Jack and Ianto,” Not sure whether to believe him or not, she studied his face cautiously. “I’m being serious, Tosh. What the hell are we going to do?”

“But.. if they’re here....and Gwen and Rhys are here...”

“And we are here.” He nodded as they both came to the realisation. Thoughts of the hub filled their mind and Tosh felt a sick feeling in her stomach. Owen knew he would if he could.

“Oh my god. We need to call someone, to check on the hub. Did you tell Jack I was here?”

“No, I didn’t think that would be a good idea.” Owen nodded. “I’ve got Martha’s number. Shall I ring her?”

“I think that’d be a good idea.” She stepped out to the balcony to clear her head, a million thoughts running through her mind as she tried to understand the situation. Owen appeared beside her with his mobile held to his head.

~*~

Martha pressed pause on the TV remote and the film stilled. She untangled herself from Tom’s grip and stood up from the sofa, going over to where her mobile was buzzing away.

“Owen, hi! How’s the holiday?” She asked, returning to the sofa and sliding onto Tom’s lap. He made a face and she mouthed ‘work’. “I know... Jack text me yesterday. He asked me to check on you two at the hub. Don’t worry... No, no it’s fine. A bit of a mess and I think Ianto would have died if he saw it but I got most of it cleaned up. I also fed those damn weevils... Yes... No, I’m in a hotel on the bay... Tom and I are staying over here because he’s got a work thing and I came along for the trip. It’s a bit lucky you need me now, eh... Does Jack know about you two? Oh, alright then... No... Oh, don’t worry; I’ve got it under control...Alright then....Say hi to Tosh for me, yeah? Have fun.....yeah, bye.” She laughed at something he said and finally hung up.

“Emergency?” Tom asked in an interested way rather than a nosy way.

“Not that bad. The team have all gone on holiday at the same time. Owen was the first to realise that nobody is home. He just asked me to check up on...the office.”

“Ouch, unlucky for them. Are they in UNIT too?” Martha considered his question for a moment but he spoke up again. “Well in that case it must be some sort of secret official thing so I won’t ask you to break some sort of secret pact by telling me.” He kissed her and she turned the film back on, snuggling back into Tom’s arms and laughing quietly to herself. Jack clearly hadn’t realised yet, as she knew he’d be straight on the phone to her. If not him then at least Ianto who would be worried sick about the welfare of his assortment of alien pets.

~*~

As the couple walked with their arms linked to the restaurant, Rhys stopped suddenly beside a palm tree and pulled away to position his wife. “Stay there,” He pulled his camera out of his pocket and aimed it at Gwen who smiled prettily. “Stunning. You are so beautiful, Gwen.” He kissed her and she wound her arm round his again. The dress she was wearing flowed around her ankles in the warm breeze and Rhys felt like the luckiest man alive. Grinning at her like an idiot they walked on past the pool and the lifts to where the man was waiting outside the restaurant to direct them to a table.

Following the waiter’s instruction they walked over to a small table in the corner and Rhys pulled out the chair for Gwen. After ordering a bottle of wine (Rhys decided their champagne bill was getting a little high), he stood up to go and get his meal.

Gwen sighed in content as she waited for her husband’s return, watching him wind his way through the table to the chef. The same waiter from before appeared beside her with another couple. Once he had taken their order and moved off Gwen looked over to smile at the two people beside her, and her jaw dropped. The men smiled at each other before the younger looking one noticed Gwen. His partner saw the expression and followed the gaze to where Gwen was sat with her hand over her mouth.

“No way. No, no, no this isn’t happening!” She muttered as Jack and Ianto stared at her.

“Gwen?!” Jack said eventually. “Jesus, first O-” He stopped after Ianto kicked him under the table and shook his furiously. Luckily, Gwen didn’t notice as her head was buried in her hands.

“What the hell are you doing here?” She hissed, trying to avoid causing a disturbance.

“Us? What are you doing here?” It was a ridiculous question but worth a try. Obviously, Gwen didn’t fall for it.

“Oh Jack don’t even say that! I’m on my flipping honeymoon and I find my boss and his boyfriend checking up on me!”

“Checking up on you? I brought Ianto out here for a holiday! I swear Gwen I didn’t know you were coming here! Trust me!” He looked at her sternly and she finally gave in.

“Fine, fine. Coincidence. But what about Tosh and Owen?”

“They can look after themselves.” Jack decided to leave out the part about the lift earlier.

“And the rest of Wales?”

“They can look after Wales too.”

“You sure about that Jack? Because last time I checked, it took at least two people to hunt down a pack of weevils, plus one more at base on rift watch. How are you getting around that, eh?”

“Martha,” He said simply. “Look, Gwen. We all work our arses off and Ianto needed a break. So did I, actually. Also, last time I checked, I was the boss.”

They paused their argument when they heard a cough, and turned to see Ianto and Rhys stood by the two tables with platefuls of food. Jack hadn’t even noticed Ianto had gone. Rhys sat down and squeezed Gwen’s hand reassuringly as she rubbed her head, and Ianto subconsciously did the same to Jack. He smiled at Ianto and stood up.

“I need food. Be right back,” Jack made sure Gwen saw him kiss Ianto firmly on the lips and then walk off, patting the blushing young man on the back. Now that Ianto was around people he knew he felt more nervous about being so open with Jack.

“So,” Rhys began.

“We aren’t turning this into some double date holiday thing,” Gwen interrupted as Ianto hung his head and ate his food quietly. When he took a peak at the other two they were staring at him.

“How long have you two been here?” Gwen asked him.

“We came three days after your wedding. We’re going home in a few days. We won’t bother you, I promise.” Gwen accepted this and pushed her chair back.

“I’m going to get my starter,” As she walked off Rhys smiled apologetically at Ianto.

“Well, that went well.” Ianto raised his eyebrows and said nothing, instead looking behind him to see where Jack was.

~*~

Jack couldn’t believe what was going on. First Owen and now the newlyweds had appeared on his holiday. Speaking of which, he really needed to find Owen to give him a grilling for leaving Tosh by herself. Angry that Gwen had blamed him, he didn’t even flirt with the attractive chef as he shoved an extra helping of chips onto his plate and stormed back to the table. Gwen walked past him in the other direction and she paused, touching his arm to stop him.

“Jack, I’m sorry I got angry. It’s just, this honeymoon was perfect and I don’t want Torchwood to ruin that too.” He nodded in understanding.

“I know, I’m sorry. But honestly we didn’t know you’d be here. And you can still have your perfect fortnight; we’ll keep out of your way.”

“Yeah, Ianto already promised that.”

“And he always keeps his promises” Jack smiled and she returned it, walking past him and glad that they had sorted things out.

~*~

Tosh kept her head down after Owen’s warning that Jack was nearby, and she ate her food swiftly. Within half an hour she had done, and they left the restaurant quickly. Tactfully they had chosen a table near the door for possible quick getaways. Toshiko nodded in agreement at Owen’s suggestion of room service for the next night, as they stepped into the lift and pressed for the floor where ‘their’ piano bar was.

~*~

“What do you wanna do now then, lover?” Jack was standing behind Ianto in the empty lift and wrapped his arms round the younger man, burying his face in Ianto’s neck and kissing it softly. They had finished their meal before Gwen and Rhys and had left in a hurry, figuring that the less Gwen saw of them the less angry she would be back home.

“Hmm, I don’t know. As long as it doesn’t include the mini disco this time.” Ianto chuckled and leant his head back into Jack. Jack’s hands lowered so that they were balancing on Ianto’s hips, and he carefully placed a trace of gentle kisses on Ianto’s neck.

“Well, I saw signs for a piano bar if you want to go and check that out?” Jack offered and Ianto ‘mmm’ed in reply. “Come on then,” Jack untangled himself from Ianto and held his hand tight as they left the lift.

“Did you just skip?” Jack raised his eyebrows at Ianto as they walked to the bar, after feeling a slight tug. Ianto blushed suddenly.

“No,” He muttered and Jack grinned.

“Yeah you did!” Jack laughed and pulled him in for a kiss. “You are so adorable,” Ianto batted him away and stuck his bottom lip forward. “Don’t sulk, come on it’s cute!” The piano bar loomed into view and they walked up the step. It was deserted. There was a locked up bar and a piano with a giant cover over it.

“Oh,” Ianto said, but Jack spotted the two pool tables by a huge balcony.

“Here we go,” Jack started up one of the machines as Ianto went over to the edge, looking down at the mini disco that was starting. When he turned back, Jack was leaning on a pool cue and staring rather seductively at Ianto.

“Winner takes all,” He growled and Ianto accepted the challenge, picking up the other cue and gesturing for Jack to break.

~*~

Rhys spotted a small door and peered through it. He had discovered an extra room which was darkened, containing a neon lit bar and a huge dance floor and stage. Despite how concealed the entrance to this room was there were lots of people inside finding seats and sitting down with drinks. He led Gwen inside and gestured for her to sit while he went over to the bar.

When he returned, a man had appeared on stage and was introducing the evening’s entertainment in numerous different languages. The man began in Spanish but the couple didn’t need the English translation to make out the one word that made Rhys groan and Gwen clap her hands together in joy. After the introductions had been made, the ABBA Tribute band arranged themselves on the stage and the music started.

~*~

Owen laughed as Tosh stumbled in her heels and then immediately felt extremely guilty as she shot him a look. He took her hand to steady her and she smiled at him gratefully. They approached the piano bar, still looking into each other’s eyes until they heard a woop of joy that caused them to look up and then quickly dodge behind the wall. “Shit,” Owen muttered as they retreated back the way they had come, lucky that they hadn’t been seen by Jack or Ianto who were flirting over the pool table.

“Great. They stole our pool table. Now what?” Tosh moaned as Owen shrugged his shoulders.

“Wait, can you hear that?” Tosh turned to listen.

“What?” Owen shushed her and followed the sound. They walked over to a small door and pushed it open. Suddenly they were blasted with an extremely loud “Gimmie gimmie gimmie”

“ABBA! I LOVE ABBA!” Tosh cried and rushed through the door, Owen close behind her, laughing.

“Never been much of a fan myself, but they do make me laugh,”

“WHAT DID YOU SAY?!” Tosh yelled back. They were unable to hear each other over the volume of the band and the singing along of the cheering audience so Owen shook his head and then used arm gestures to let her know he was going to the bar to get her a drink. It wasn’t like he had anyone else to spend his money on. When he returned to Tosh she was dancing along so he put the drink down on the table and joined her.

~*~

“I win!” Jack announced proudly and Ianto grumbled, hooking his cue back on the rack and sinking into a chair. Jack slid on his lap and gave him a consolation kiss. “I do believe the deal was ‘winner takes all’.”

“Go on then Jack. Let’s go back to the room so you can take all.” Ianto replied with a wink. Jack giggled with glee and dragged Ianto up. As they jogged back to the lift and pressed the button, Ianto noticed a door that was ajar, and very familiar music was emerging.

“Oh my god Ianto, it’s your favourite band!” Jack laughed as Ianto hung his head.

“They aren’t my favourite band! I had a thing about them in my childhood but I don’t like them now!” His protests were ignored, as was the lift, as Jack gripped Ianto’s hand and pulled them into the entertainment room that was packed with people. The song came to an end so Ianto prepared to escape, but then as a new tune began Jack hauled him to the front where they could get a better view of the stage.

“You’re so hot, teasing me! So you’re blue but I can’t take a chance on a chick like you! Oh, it’s something I couldn’t do!”

Oh great. Ianto could hardly hear his thoughts over the noise, but what he could make out were complaints. Please Jack, don’t you dare start singing ‘does your mother know’. Ianto should really have known by now that Jack wouldn’t be able to resist singing along to any song he knew the words to, especially ones with cheesy lyrics.

“Well I can dance with you honey, if you think it’s funny, does your mother know that you’re out? Well I can chat with you baby, flirt a little maybe, does your mother know that you’re out?”

~*~

“Take it easy, take it easy, better slow down girl, that’s the way to go, does your mother know?” Rhys and Gwen sang to each other amidst the rest of the buzzing crowd.

Eventually the band let up and one of the singers took centre stage with the microphone.

“Hello there everyone. We now have a song for the lovebirds out there, so could you all please clear the dance floor except for the couples.” Once the message had been relayed in about five different languages the floor was clear, and a few couples had taken their positions as the soft tune of Fernando began. Gwen turned round to Rhys only to find her husband missing. All of a sudden the man with the microphone from earlier hurried onto the stage just as Rhys returned to Gwen and pulled her onto the dance floor while the man spoke up.

“I have a special announcement to make. Rhys and Gwen Williams have just recently got married and this is their honeymoon, so congratulations to them! Rhys wants me to tell Gwen that he loves her more than anything, so let’s all give them a round of applause.

Gwen blushed as she felt a hundred pairs of eyes on her and Rhys began to dance with her. She looked to her right and saw Jack and Ianto beaming, so she gave them a small wave.

~*~

“There were rift flares in the air that night, the stars were bright, Ianto...” Jack whispered in Ianto’s ear as he softly tugged the younger man onto the dance floor and they slow danced, much like they had done at the wedding a few days previous. Since this was Ianto’s second dance in a week he felt more comfortable, and giggled at Jack’s changing of the lyrics. He noticed Gwen and Rhys looking at them and smiled back, leaning further into Jack’s embrace.

~*~

Tosh and Owen looked at each other as they heard the announcement and then laughed. They sneaked their way to the front to get a closer look, and saw numerous couples slow dancing to the song, among which were Gwen and Rhys....and Jack and Ianto.

“Aw, look at them,” Tosh sighed, just as she had said at the wedding when she and Owen had spied the two men on the dance floor. This time, however, Jack seemed to be muttering in Ianto’s ear while nibbling his neck. Owen desperately wanted to drag Tosh onto the dance floor for a repeat performance of the wedding night when he had danced one song with her, but remembered the fact they were hiding, so slunk back.

He felt someone brush his elbow, and turned to see Tosh’s silhouette in the darkness. They were out of sight, as all the spotlights had been trained on the dance floor, so Owen reached out for her hand and pulled her close to him. As they slow danced Tosh rested her head on his shoulder and he smiled sadly, wishing there was a way he could come back to life properly, to give Tosh what she wanted.

TBC

By the way, congratulations to Russell T Davies for his OBE! I think we all agree he totally deserves it, if not a knighthood!

An observation

Sat, 14 Jun 2008 21:14:53 GMT

I was just watching They Keep Killing Suzie (Torchwood marathon, woop!) and I noticed something that made me go WHOAAAA! Everyone else has probably already noticed this but for those of you that havn't.......
THE DOCTOR'S GLASSES!