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Title/Series Info: Waiting for Jack 1/1
Pairing Jack/Ianto, Gwen, Martha
Rating/Warning: Spoilers for DW Stolen Earth/Journey's End
Summary: Missing scenes/episode tag - to say more would spoil SE/JE
Author's Notes: First attempt at fanfic, would love to know what you think. Unbeta'd.
Disclaimer: Owned by the bbc



"Right, so what do we do now?" asked Gwen.

Ianto looked up from the computer. "Well, I know what Owen would say." Gwen grinned at him, and they chorused, "Let's all have sex!"

Their smiles faded as they remembered their fallen team-mates.

"Nothing we can do," said Ianto quietly. Forcing himself to sound cheerful, he gestured towards the sofa. "I'll make us some coffee, shall I?"

As he pulled the handles on the coffee machine, the smile on Jack's face as he'd promised to come back to them came to him. He couldn't help but smile a little himself as he remembered the image, and he shook his head slightly. Well, at least they were alive for him to come back to - so far.

He took a two mugs of coffee over to the sofa and collapsed on it beside Gwen. "Thanks, Ianto," she said softly as she took the mug. For a moment there was silence as they both sipped and then leaned back against the sofa.

"How's Jack doing?" asked Gwen after a moment. "Any better?"

Ianto shook his head. "Not really, I think. He blames himself, you know, for Tosh and Owen. And even if he was basically dead for most of the time he was buried, it's still..." Ianto floundered for the right word.

"Horrific," Gwen supplied. "More than horrific."

"Yeah," agreed Ianto. After a pause, he added, "This might be just what he needs, actually."

"How do you mean?" asked Gwen, baffled.

Ianto waved a hand slightly. "You know, saving the world. Space travel. Being with the Doctor..." His voice trailed off as he considered the implications of what he'd just said.

"He said he'd be back," said Gwen robustly.

"I'm sure he will - eventually," responded Ianto.

"He will." Gwen sounded absolutely confident. "Even if... if he needs to spend some time with the Doctor, he's got a time machine, hasn't he? They could travel the universe for a few months and he could still be back here tomorrow."

"True," Ianto agreed, trying not to think about why that didn't actually make him feel much better.

"He came back for you before," Gwen pointed out hesitantly. She really wanted to ask Ianto about his relationship with Jack, and had wanted to long before she caught them in the greenhouse, but she knew that Ianto wouldn't talk about it; still, she reflected, it wasn't as if they had anything else to do...

"For all of us," Ianto said quietly, but with a tone of finality, which Gwen ignored.

"Come on Ianto, I've seen the way he looks at you. He really...I think he really loves you," she insisted.

Ianto coloured slightly, but sighed resignedly. "Fine. If we really have to talk about this, I'm going to need more coffee." Gwen followed him over to the machine, and for a minute he busied himself with rinsing their mugs and fiddling with coffee and levers. Without looking at her, he said softly, "It doesn't mean anything."

"How do you mean?"

"That he loves me. He's loved a lot of people; he loves very easily and... indiscriminitely. It doesn't mean I can compete with the Doctor - or anyone else, necessarily." He picked up a mug and gave it to Gwen, then took the second himself and headed back to the couch.

"Do you really think that?" Gwen asked incredulously, sitting back down next to him.

Ianto nodded. "What do you think he was doing with that soldier who told him about Project Indigo? A drink and a chat?"

"Might have been," Gwen insisted. She wanted to argue, but wasn't sure what to say; she knew Ianto meant more to Jack than he seemed to think. Well, she thought she knew; maybe she was wrong. She'd been wrong about Jack before, hadn't she? Maybe she should have a word with him when he got back.

Ianto shook his head. "And if he decides to leave with the Doctor, he might think it's a shame to leave me behind, but that won't stop him." It never failed to astound him that she seemed to think that being with Jack was just like being with Rhys but with better hair. Jack was just so... different, with different rules and expectations, except for the times when, inexplicably, they weren't. Ianto thought that even in the unlikely event that he lived until old age and he and Jack were still together, he would never get the hang of Jack's mishmash of 51st, 19th, 20th and 21st century ideals.

Silence fell between them again as they thought about what Jack might be doing. Again it was broken by Gwen.

"Ianto?"

"Gwen?"

"You've seen Daleks before, haven't you?"

Ianto nodded. "How much do you know about the Battle of Canary Wharf?"

"Not much," admitted Gwen. "Owen told me a bit after - "

"After Lisa." Ianto nodded, and gave her a small smile to show he wasn't upset at her for mentioning it. In fact, he'd much rather talk about Canary Wharf and Lisa than about Jack.

"I know there were Cybermen there," Gwen said. "Are you saying there were Daleks there too?" She sounded slightly incredulous.

Ianto nodded again. "I'm not quite sure how they got there, but I think it might have been something to do with this sphere thing they were keeping in the basement. It was weird - it was definitely there but didn't show up on any of our monitors - no mass, no heat. They were trying to study it. Anyway, on the day the Cybermen came through, the place was suddenly swarming with Daleks too. They started to fight each other, and most of the people who weren't converted or exterminated were killed in the crossfire." He tried to keep his tone matter of fact, but knew he hadn't entirely succeeded when Gwen moved her hand behind his head, to stroke his hair. She moved closer and kissed him on the temple.

"You've been through so much," she said softly. She suddenly felt an overwhelming desire to protect him from anything else, even though she knew it was impossible to do so. "I always forget," she admitted. "You're always there for us; you're so reliable and, well, sane."

He couldn't help but laugh a little at that. "Thanks, I think." He rested his cheek on her hair as she leaned on his shoulder. "It was the Doctor who stopped it, in the end," he said, continuing his explanation. "There was a small tear in reality at the top of Torchwood Tower, and he did something which dragged all the Daleks and Cybermen through it, somehow. Too late for Lisa, though. Too late for most of us."

"I'm sorry," murmured Gwen.

"Yeah, well." Ianto didn't quite know what to say. "Let's just hope we get through this intact."

"We will," responded Gwen confidently. "Don't forget we've got our dashing hero on the case!"

***

Hours later, after Gwen's prediction had proved correct, and after they'd towed the Earth back to its proper place, Gwen and Ianto surveyed the scene in the Hub. As well as the exploded Dalek in the doorway, they had to contend with the mess caused by the Earth moving across the universe twice.

"I suppose we should clear up," said Ianto, his joy at their triumph over the Daleks already tempered by his belief that Jack was somewhere among the stars with his Doctor. It was an incredible anticlimax, somehow - from saving the world to stuck in a damp underground base strewn with papers and assorted debris, not to mention the remains of a Dalek in the doorway. It didn't help when Gwen's mobile rang; she'd be heading back to Rhys then, leaving him with the tidy-up. He couldn't really begrudge her that - she'd been worried sick about him when they'd been trapped in the time-lock and it was understandable that she wanted to be with her husband.

Gwen did indeed intend to tell Rhys that she was on her way home, but seeing Ianto's sigh and the sag of his shoulders as he began to tackle the mess, she changed her mind. Putting her phone away, she called to Ianto, "Rhys is coming down here to help!" She looked defiant, and Ianto knew he ought to object, but he was too pleased that she was staying to argue. In any case, if Jack was off with the Doctor his rules no longer applied; Gwen was in charge.

Ianto nodded. "Fine. Good."

He was even more pleased he hadn't objected when Rhys turned up with a bag of five jam doughnuts and news about how the outside world was coping, having stopped off at Tesco on the way. Both Gwen and Ianto suddenly realised how long it was since they'd eaten, and, with a doughnut in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other, half listening to Gwen tell Rhys what had happened and Rhys being amazed and impressed in all the right places of the story, Ianto's good mood began to return - even when Rhys asked, "So, where's Jack now?"

"We... haven't heard from him yet," said Ianto.

"Oh," responded Rhys, with a knowing glance at Ianto.

"We know he's alright - he was with the Doctor," Gwen added.

Ianto got up quickly before Rhys could ask him any more and started to leave the boardroom. "Right," he announced, rubbing his hands together, "I'm going to get on." Just then, Ianto's phone rang. He glanced at the call display and then up in surprise at Gwen. He honestly hadn't expected Jack to call.

He answered, and immediately Jack was rambling on excitedly about the trip back home, about Rose and Martha and Sarah-Jane. Ianto marvelled at how good the connection was from whatever point in time and space Jack was calling; he supposed it wasn't that amazing though, given how advanced the Doctor's technology was. "...and the Doctor said to tell you and Gwen you were brilliant," Jack finished, finally.

"Thanks." Ianto rolled his eyes. He didn't really want to hear from the Doctor that he was brilliant. "Where are you?"

"London," said Jack.

"London?" repeated Ianto, incredulously. Then something occurred to him.

"London when?" he asked.

"What do you mean, London when," snapped Jack, impatiently. "Listen, I'm having dinner with Martha's family, and then I'll get the next train back to Cardiff."

"You're not going with-... hang on, the train? What happened to your teleport?"

Jack suddenly sounded rather disgruntled. "The Doctor disabled it again. Honestly, I don't see why I can't-" He was interrupted by voices in the background. "Yes, I'm telling him... Martha says hi." Ianto could hear Martha now, saying something indistinct about Donna. Then Jack's voice, suddenly muffled: "No, I'm not telling him that!"

"Telling me what?" asked Ianto suspiciously. "And hi to Martha too."

"Nothing, hang on a minute." There was movement, and then Jack's voice again, more serious, and this time with much less background noise. "You and Gwen - you're alright?"

"Tosh's timelock program put us into lockdown. We couldn't do anything, but we're fine." Ianto carefully didn't mention the Dalek in the doorway. "We're just tidying up," he added, also deliberately failing to mention Rhys' presence.

"Good. Well, I'll be a few hours but I shouldn't be too late. Wait for me?" Jack asked, voice suddenly soft.

"Of course, sir," Ianto responded, voice equally soft, turning away from Gwen and Rhys.

******


Jack put his phone away and headed back towards Martha's mum's kitchen.

"They're fine," he told Martha, who pressed a glass of wine into his hand. "I'll get the train back this evening."

Martha sipped her own wine and looked pensieve. "You weren't tempted to stay with him?"  she asked.

Jack was startled to realise he hadn't even considered it, this time. "No..." he said slowly, and Martha could practically hear the cogs turning in his brain. "I belong here. With....with-" As the realisation hit him a small smile started to play around his lips.

"Ianto," Martha finished for him.

"Ianto," Jack agreed, his grin threatening to split his face in two.

Martha shook her head, but she seemed amused. "And you've only just realised this?"

"Well, kinda," said Jack defensively. Of course he already knew he loved Ianto, but Ianto hadn't been the first person he'd ever loved in his long life. What made Ianto different was that he was the first person on Earth he'd given himself to completely, without the Doctor in the back of his mind. The first person with whom he wasn't marking time, or waiting, but with whom he was just living. Just enjoying being with.

Realising Martha was giggling into her wine, Jack snapped himself out of his reverie. "Well, what about you? This Tom must be pretty special; I didn't see you trying to head off into time and space either."

"Yeah, Jack, but  I already knew that."

****

Jack leant back in his seat in the train as it drew out of Paddington station. It was a bit late, but it was impressive that they were running at all, all things considered. For the first time since Grey had wrought havoc on them all, he felt absolutely contented. He'd helped save the universe; he'd had a fantastic and enormous meal with Martha's family; he'd even allowed himself a couple of glasses of wine. And he was on his way home to Ianto.

He got out his phone and texted, "Just leaving London, CU later," to Ianto. He knew Ianto would tease him for it later, but buoyed up by his revelation he couldn't help adding "xxx". Jack smiled to himself. He couldn't wait to get home.

In Cardiff, Ianto fished his phone out of his pocket as it buzzed. He rolled his eyes at Jack's kisses, and got back to dismantling the Dalek.


Fin


AN- I have a few similar episode tag-type fics and drabbles for TW S2 and the radio plays - if people like this I'll finish them off and post them.

 
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