gkbgood (gkbgood) wrote,

New WIP Fic: Gilt Cage. Fandom Torchwood/Doctor Who crossover Part 28

Author: Glenda

Rating: Adult Only

Fandom: Torchwood/Doctor Who

Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Ianto/other.

Summary: Ianto has an historic stalker.

Warning: swearing, m/m kissing. Sex. A many of you have guess this in now an MPREG.

a reminder I do not own Torchwood, or Doctor some
&%^@(  jerk .... Well, just to let you know I
make no money and only intend this for

Spoliers from The House of the Dead and Children of Earth belong to BBC and others.

This story takes place shortly after Meat. I liked the episode but it left a few question for me at the end.

The feedback and comments have been great and feed the muse. Hope you enjoy it.

Sorry about the format. If it's too annoying I'll try and fix it.

Chapter 28

“What are you talking about?”

Jack grinned; it was nice to finally have the
upper hand. He really just wanted to grab Ianto get the Doctor and go home but
he always could find a little time to play with an enemy. “I thought you were
the one who wanted to stop the bullshit. I can smell the difference. I can only
recall that scent one other time and that was when I was expecting Petra. How
could you be so stupid?” Jack grabbed onto the older version of himself, giving
him a good shake.

“Let go!”

Jack let go of the struggling man. He was
going to have to think of something to call him besides bastard and asshole.

“I don’t have to explain anything to you or to
anyone else. I have my reasons for what I did.”

Jack watched as the other Jack went and sat on
the edge of the bed; a bed where he had been laying with Ianto, a bed where
they had obviously made love. It might be an older version of himself but he
was ready to knock the old man’s head off.

Whoa, he took a deep breath; jealousy had
never been a part of his being before. Damn, more self-reflection but for now
all he wanted was Ianto back home and in his bed.

“If you think that is going to keep Ianto here,”
he said unkindly.

Harkness rubbed his face. “I don’t, now that
you’re here.”

“What the hell does that mean? You were
waiting for me? Why?” Jack pushed Harkness against the wall. “What are you
planning to do to me?”

“Christ, how the hell do you get around with
that ego of yours? Not everything is about you. Although I guess it is because
it is about me. I was expecting you a hell of a lot sooner. He’s been here for
almost three months. It’s been the best time in my life.”

“I don’t understand.”

Harkness indicated for him to sit in a small
sitting chair by the window. “I doubt I’ll be able to give it a good enough
explanation given our differences in age. How old are you now? One fifty?”

“Almost one seventy five.”

“Well, I’m over five thousand and all I’ve
thought about for these last few centuries has been all the regrets I have
concerning Ianto and how I hid my true feelings from him.”

Jack felt his throat close up. He knew Ianto
meant a lot to him but to spend millennia mourning the man almost seemed beyond
his comprehension. He knew he would miss Ianto once he was gone but this seemed
so damn extreme.

“Enough to become pregnant?” Jack asked,
shaking his head in disbelief. “Have you forgotten the last time?”

“We don’t really have time to talk about this.
Once the Doctor is sure the TARDIS is all right he’ll be coming here. I’m sure
he felt the TARDIS land. He’s been holed up in his room trying to make some
kind of communication device to find her and I have a hell of a lot to tell you
about before he storms in here demanding you and Ianto leave with him.”

“Why did you kidnap Ianto, and why are you now
expecting his kid?”

“I don’t expect you to understand. I know you
haven’t come to terms yet with how much Ianto means to you.”

“He and I are-”

“You can lie to just about anyone else in the
universe but me.”

“It’s complex.”

“Yeah, you’re an immortal asshole and he’s a
fragile human who had the poor taste to fall in love with us.”

Jack just nodded. He couldn’t argue with the

“I try and give you the short version. I have
wandered throughout the galaxy for a long time, too long, fought and died over
and over in some damn stupid wars. Stole a few things no one in their right
mind would need or want just because. I needed something to give me a reason to
go on. I was getting tired of dying for nothing more than some bastard who
wanted to keep all his power. I wanted to fix a mistake I made back in Cardiff.”

“What mistake is that?”

“Not for you to know. Besides, if anyone’s
genes should go on they are Ianto Jones’. If I hadn’t been scared... If we
hadn’t been scared to admit what he means to us we would have had a little
Jones running around back in Cardiff. Couldn’t you just see poor Owen when you
told him you were up the duff?”

Jack noticed the sad way Harkness talked about
the medic. He knew intellectually that he would outlive everyone from his old
team but he just saw Owen, Tosh and Gwen a few hours ago.

“He would have a heart attack, I’m sure. Might
be worth it just to watch him faint.”

“The plan was simple I was hoping to convince
Ianto for a last pity fuck and you were to come in and rescue him. I have been
taking those damn pre-pregnancy planning vitamins for the last few months
waiting for my contact to bring Ianto to me. He doesn’t know about the baby. I
haven’t been able to find a way to tell him. I never planned on telling him about
the baby but then he said he wanted to stay here and I was ready to take him at
his word. I know I could make him happy here, keep him safe.”

“He can’t stay here, and we both know it.”

Harkness waved away his protest. “I was going
to finally tell him and then the damn Doctor showed up demanding that I let
Ianto go with him. I thought I would be able to let him go when you came
looking for him, I really did but he’s Ianto. He makes me feel so damn alive.
When he looks at me I don’t feel-”

“Like a freak,” Jack said. “Like you are just
a regular man and that you deserved something good.”

“Exactly. I missed that. I tried to find it
with others but no one could compare to him. One silly 21st century
Welshman has ruined me for the rest of the universe. The plan was to see him,
spend one more night with him and if the gods were willing have a little Ianto
to care for in a few months. I miss him so damn much.”

“You got your wish. A bun in your oven,” Jack
said, trying to lighten the mood. It had gotten too intense for him.

“You want to make a joke fine. You want to
pretend that Ianto means so very little to you.”

“It’s not that he means little. I made a vow-”

“That you wouldn’t let anyone get close enough
to hurt you like Estelle or Lucia or Katherine when they died. Too late. I
heard from Ms. Pond how upset you were when Ianto went missing. I can even
remember how it felt thinking I would never be able to see those blue eyes
again or hear those vowels. Already told you, you can’t lie to yourself.”

Jack looked at the smug bastard and so wanted
to wipe the smirk off of Harkness’ face with his fist.

“I’m taking him home with me,” Jack said. “He
belongs with me.”

“I’d like to argue with you and fight but that
would only piss Ianto off. I know he needs to go back to Cardiff. I think I’ve
always known but when I saw him holding you and the fear in his eyes, I knew
right there he had to go back. I never got to see it from that point of view
before. By the time I was back he would have that cool butler look going on.”

“Usually complaining about the mess my blood
has made.”

They shared a small laugh that only two
immortal men could when it came to death.

“You have to keep Ianto safe,” Harkness said,
“I know it won’t be easy, but you can’t let him go into Thames House.”

“MI-5? We have nothing to do with them.”

“That’s going to change.”

“You can’t tell me this.”

Jack couldn’t believe how fast Harkness moved,
until he was being shoved against the wall, with a strong hand at his throat.
He didn’t squeeze but Jack knew one wrong move and he would be waking up from a
broken neck.

“If it would keep Ianto alive and safe I would
scream what I’m about to tell you into the great void on Jurrsic III. The 456
will be back.”


“Remember back to a cold night in Scotland, a
group of twelve orphans and Uncle Jack taking them for an adventure.”

Jack would have fallen to his knees if
Harkness didn’t have a such a solid grip. “I remember,” Jack whispered,
recalling the scared looks on those youngsters face as he followed his orders.

“They’re on their way back, and you try to
show off to Ianto as we are want to do. Except it gets him killed.”

Harkness let go and Jack fell back on his ass
but the pain in his backside was nothing compared to what he felt in his heart knowing
his actions back then cause Ianto’s death.


“I’m not sure where you are in your time line
back in Cardiff but maybe a year or more.”

Jack’s mind started turning. He could retcon
Ianto, send him away.

“Retconning him won’t work.”

“How did you know what I was thinking?”

Harkness raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, right,
you’re me,” Jack said.

“Besides, I gave Ianto something to prevent

“What? Why?”

“Because I told him things he probably shouldn’t
know about, and the man is so damn honourable he would give himself the retcon.
I wanted to prevent him from truly forgetting important things. I gave him a
little something in the disguise of a hangover remedy. While it does cut down
on the headaches after a night of drinking it prevents retcon from having it’s
full effects. Things will be a bit hazy memory wise after he takes the retcon but
when something important happens he will remember it but I’m a man who likes
aback up plan so just in case he doesn’t recall why he needs to stay away from
floor thirteen of Thames House I’m hoping you will.”

“I will.”

“There’s more you need to know about Gray.”

“What about G-”

The door flung open. “Stop talking,” the
Doctor demanded. He was followed by Ianto, and the rest of the Doctor’s entourage
came stumbling in after them. “Anything you say could cause some serious
temporal distortions.”

Jack rolled his eyes. “Doctor, calm down. Ianto,
you okay?”


“You two shouldn’t even meet.” The Doctor
turned and faced Harkness. “I hope you haven’t told your other self anything
about the future.”

“I know better than that Doctor,” Harkness
said, heading for the door. “I assume you’ll all be gone by the time I come
back from my walk. Captain, just remember the colour gray and blood red, don’t
look that good.” Jack knew it was a message regarding his brother but he had no
idea what he meant.

“It was a pleasure seeing you again, Ianto.”
Harkness gave Ianto a gentle kiss on the lip. “Goodbye.”

They all watched Harkness leave. Jack saw the
pain in Ianto’s eyes as Harkness shut the door.

“Jack, good to see you. I wonder why the
TARDIS brought you to us. I had everything under control,” the Doctor said.

“She must have had her reasons,” Jack said,
ignoring the Doctor’s smugness. At one time it had been a turn on, now it just
annoyed him. He wanted them all to go so he could talk to Ianto. He needed the
other man to understand why he had to come back home with him.

“Now that we’re all together we should be on
our way,” the Doctor said, heading for the door. “This had been a tiring few
days. How do you humans stand living every day in the same place?”

Jack shook his head. “Not so fast, Doctor, I
need to talk to Ianto first.”

The Doctor looked at both men. “We really
should get a move on.”

“Oh for,” the red head said. Jack couldn’t
remember her name. “Give them a few minutes, would you?” She took the Doctor’s
arm and pulled him out of the room. The rest of the audience followed quickly

“Are you okay?” Jack asked.

“I told you-”

“I know what you told me, but that’s not what
I’m seeing when I look at you.”

“Really? What is it you see?” Ianto asked his
hands on his hips. It was a good sign that Jack was on the right track.

“Someone who’s feeling a little over whelmed
by what they are feeling. You’re not sure if you cheated on your lover or not.
But more importantly you’re not sure you want to come back with me, am I

“Yeah, nailed them all.”

Jack brought Ianto to his chest. He could feel
Ianto struggling but he wasn’t letting go. It had only been a few short hours
since he held his young lover close. “I missed you,” Jack said, giving Ianto a
kiss behind his left ear. “You’ve only been gone for a few hours but they were
the hardest hours in my life.”

“It’s been ten weeks for me.”

Jack felt his heart speed up when Ianto’s arms
went around his waist.

“He’s so lonely, Jack.”

“I know but back home in Cardiff with me is
where you belong.”

“You don’t need me, not really. You can dress
anyone up in a suit and teach them to make coffee and if you could find a
monkey that knew the alphabet the archive is easy to do.”

Jack couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He
took Ianto by the shoulders and gave him a little shake. “What the hell are you
talking about? You are hell of a lot more than a guy in a suit.”

“Right,” Ianto snorted. “I’m the housekeeper,
keep you running on time, picking up your shit and when time permits giving you
a warm body to shag.”

Jack paced for a minute trying to think of
what to say to make Ianto realize how important he was to him.

“You are so much more than that to me. If
nothing this little trip to the future should have shown you that.”

“Nothing like having to wait a few thousand
years to get your first date. The one you asked me on your first day back and
never mentioned again.”

Jack felt another stab to his heart. First he
didn’t know how close Ianto had come to getting shot and now he let the man
down again.

“I am sorry. I’ve let things get away from me.
I’m always telling Gwen not to let things drift away from her and here I am
letting you slip away from me. You don’t want to come back, do you?”

“I don’t know, to be honest. I have everything
I could want here; I’m not in danger of being eaten by a weevil, I have a
butler and a cook, the country around here is beautiful and I have someone who
loves me and is willing to tell me.”

Jack felt his heart sink. He couldn’t argue
with anything Ianto was saying. “I can’t compete with what he can give you
here. Torchwood isn’t like a regular job.”

“You think I don’t know that,” Ianto snapped.
“I think I know that better than anyone who has ever worked for the damn place.
I know the personal cost but I’m still willing to take the chance on you.”

Jack looked into Ianto’s blue eyes. “You are?”

“I have no idea why, but I am. I’m probably an
idiot, and I’m sure you’re going to hurt me again. Probably not even realize
you’ve done it-”

“I know it doesn’t mean much but I’ll try my

Jack crushed Ianto to his chest, bringing
their lips hard together. It might have been only a few hours but he felt like
a starving man being shown to a buffet table. He slid his tongue against
Ianto’s as the fought for dominance.

“We can’t do this, not here,” Ianto said,
gasping. “Sorry.”

“No, you’re right. But once I get you into the
TARDIS you’re so mine.”

Ianto blushed. God, he loved the way Ianto
could still be so shy.

“I need to see him. I want to talk to him,

Jack nodded. “You won’t change your mind?”

Ianto gave Jack a sad smile. “We all know that
I don’t belong here, him most of all. Tell the Doctor and his crew I’ll meet
you at the TARDIS when I’m done. It might be more than a few minutes.”

Jack watched as Ianto gave the bedroom one
last long look before leaving. This was always the sort of place he thought
Ianto belonged; a fine manor house being waited on, and being loved.

He shook he head. He had no idea what they
were going to do once they got back to Cardiff. This trip had opened his eyes
in more ways than he wanted. He knew Ianto was important to him but he never
imagined how important until he came to this place.

He was getting a headache. Sure some of it was
thanks to the blaster shot right between the eyes but he figured more of it was
because of all the inner turmoil he was feeling.

He headed out the door to find the Doctor and
to give Ianto the privacy the younger man deserved.



Tags: 11th doctor, angst, crossover dw/tw, jack/ianto, kidnapping, time travel

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