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Myfanwy 2

A Time of Rest - Chapter One

A Time of Rest - Chapter One
Author: Milady Dragon
Series: Dragon-Verse
Rating: PG
Pairing(s): Jack/Ianto; Toshiko/Kathy (mentioned); Rhiannon/Johnny
Warnings: Language, Angst, mentions of torture
Spoilers: Up through Torchwood Series One, and Doctor Who S3 E11-13, "Utopia", "The Sound of Drums", and "Last of the Time Lords"
Disclaimer:  I don't own Torchwood, I would have treated it better.  I also don't own Doctor Who.
Author's note: This story is a bit of an interlude between the events of "The Dragon and the Nightingale" and the Dragon-Verse version of "Kiss Kiss, Bang, Bang", and is set directly after the events of that story. 

Summary:  The Year of the Toclafane is over, and time has been put back to rights.  Jack and Ianto have retreated to Ddraig Llyn, hoping to heal and move on from what happened during that terrible year. 


6 June 2008


Jack had never felt freer than he did in that moment, riding on the back of his dragon, as they flew toward Ddraig Llyn.  

A year.  A year in hell, with only his thoughts and pain and humiliation for company.   It had been thoughts of Ianto that had kept him sane and grounded, even as he did his best to look after the Joneses and tried to keep the Master’s attention on himself so they wouldn’t suffer as much. 

But now, he was free. 

The wind whipped strongly around him, and Jack leaned farther over his dragon’s neck in order to keep his eyes from drying out too much.  The ground below them strobed past; he didn’t know how fast they were flying, but it had to have been close to full speed, judging from how quickly the landscape changed.  It didn’t matter; Jack wanted to get to Ddraig Llyn as fast as Ianto did.  He wanted to see his daughter and grandson, and to spend a peaceful moment with his family before they all had to go back to the real world.

Jack also wanted nothing more than to reconnect with his dragon, after that last year of torment.

His arms tightening around that strong neck, Jack closed his eyes and let his body absorb the heat that his dragon radiated, letting it seep deeply into his bones, hoping it would burn away the ghost pain that was still within him, even though there were no outside wounds.  Jack ached, and just this contact was like a balm to his soul. 

He found himself wanting more.

Soon, he told himself, before letting his mind drift into to comfort his dragon offered just by being that close. 

Jack lost track of time, content to just be, as they flew.  He’d missed Ianto so much during that year; he remembered the time when he’d thought the dragon had died in the Rift storm that had devastated Cardiff, before discovering that he was traveling with Martha and was very much alive.  During that time Jack had been empty, so very empty, and he really had not much memory of anything before realizing that the Master needed to be distracted from the Joneses once more.  But there had been such a rent in his soul where he now knew his dragon had taken up residence…it had swallowed him whole. 

If Jack had had any real doubts that he and Ianto were meant to be together, they had died in that moment.

And their words on the Valiant…Jack knew they’d come from the dreams he’d had of their mating.  It seemed almost appropriate, that they’d pledged themselves to each other after that year of being separated, even though it had been over the very creature that had torn them – and the world – apart.  Jack would insist on another form of ceremony later, once things were settled a bit.   He truly wanted to be mated, and he would make sure that would happen.

Jack wanted to spend eternity with his dragon.  Nothing was going to stand in the way of that, he vowed.

A sudden change in flight angle brought Jack out of his thoughts, and he opened his eyes…to see Ddraig Llyn spread out beneath him.  He hadn’t been back to the valley since he’d met Ianto all those years ago, and he hadn’t been on dragon-back at that time…the difference in perspective was amazing.  Jack sat up a little, squinting against the wind, and just drank in the sight.  The place exuded a peacefulness that Jack craved, almost as much as he craved closeness with his family…and his dragon. 

By the time they’d landed on the village green, the entire populace had come out to meet them.  Jack clambered down from the dragon’s back, basking in the welcome he was receiving.  Everyone here knew what had happened to him, and they greeted him with an honor that he wasn’t certain he deserved. 


His heart leaped at the call.  Turning in the direction of that voice, he barely had a chance to open his arms before Alice was hugging him fiercely, even more fiercely than she had on the Valiant.   He returned it, thanking whatever deities he could think of for bringing Alice back to him. 

Another set of arms hugged him, these around his waist, and Jack knew that Steven had joined his mother in the embrace.  He let one arm drop to gather the boy to him, and he didn’t even bother trying to stop the tears from falling.  

The last year might have been horrible, but it had regained him his family.  Jack was determined never to lose them again.

A third set of arms, and then a fourth, were wound around him, cocooning him in love and warmth.  Jack let himself fall into that security, accepting it like a penitent asking for forgiveness.

Only in this case, there really was nothing to forgive.

Jack was home.  Finally, he was home.

Once again he lost track of time, wrapped up in comfort.  He’d missed this…a simple embrace.  The only touch he’d had over the last year had brought pain; this brought safety and love.   Jack relaxed completely, for the first time in what felt like forever.

Eventually though, the group hug broke apart, and Jack found himself within a circle of the dearest people in his life…including Estelle.  He broke into a grin.  “What are you doing here?” he exclaimed. 

“We’ll explain everything,” Ianto said, now in his human form.  “Let’s go somewhere more comfortable.”

Jack was curious, but let himself be led toward the Green Dragon Inn.  The villagers who’d gathered let them pass, the ones closest to them holding out hands or simply smiling in welcome.  Jack was overcome by their welcome and their support, and the tears that had eventually stopped threatened to begin all over again.  He saw several villagers that he’d met in his first time in the valley, back before he and Ianto had taken over Torchwood, when he’d been an outsider to Ddraig Llyn.  It was apparent that he had their full support now, where before he’d been slowly tolerated.  

There was also John Ellis, who actually stopped him and embraced Jack, whispering his welcome into Jack’s ear.  He was one of Torchwood’s successes, and Jack had once despaired of the time-lost man, but being in the valley had obviously helped him. 

He thanked John, and then moved on, Alice draping one arm around his waist as Steven tugged him forward by a hand.  Ianto held the other hand, twining his fingers with Jack’s, and Estelle walked beside the dragon, looking as serene as Jack had ever seen her. 

“Welcome home, son.”

The procession stopped, and they turned in concert with Jack and he faced the Great Dragons, who had materialized just off the green.  They were much more solid than they’d been on the Valiant, and each of them was smiling.

“Thank you,” Jack said sincerely. 

“You have no need to thank us,” the Water Dragon spoke again.  “It is we who must thank you, for what you have done over the year that no one but those here will remember.”

“But I do,” Jack insisted, tightening his grip on his loved ones.  “You saved my family.  You brought them here, and protected them.”

“They are our family as well,” the Air Dragon said, looking at Alice and then back to Jack.  ‘There was no choice in the matter but to bring them here to safety, and they were also of great help in protecting this valley and whoever outside this place that they could.”

“Rest awhile here,” the Earth Dragon replied.  “You have all been through too much, and have need of peace.  All too soon the outside world will call you back to it, but before that occurs heal yourselves as much as you can.  Be well, children.  Nothing can harm you here.”

With those parting words, the Dragon faded.  Jack sighed, a smile tugging at his lips.  Yes, that was what he needed…a chance to heal, to be among people he loved more than anything. 

Yes, he did wish the rest of the team was there, but Jack trusted them to look after Cardiff until he and Ianto returned.  For now, he would stay with his family, and rest.

“C’mon Dad, Ianto,” Alice urged.  “Rhiannon practically has a feast prepared.  We don’t want it to get cold.”

Ianto looked at her sharply.  “And what happened with you calling me Dad as well?”

Jack stared at his daughter.  She’d been calling Ianto ‘Dad’?

Alice blushed faintly, but she laughed.  “In dragon-form, you’re Dad.  When you’re human, you’re Ianto.  I don’t think I could get past saying that to someone who looks like…well, my much younger brother, or something.”

It had been one of the reasons Alice had often called Jack by his name: the notion that he wasn’t aging at all, and seemed on the outside to be too young to have had a child her age.  Jack couldn’t blame her for it at all. 

Ianto rolled his eyes.  “So, you have no problem with calling a dragon – who isn’t human – your father but not me?  Alice, has anyone ever told you that sometimes you don’t make a lot of sense?”

Did Alice just stick her tongue out at Ianto?

Jack couldn’t help it; he laughed, a deep, hard laugh that came from his belly, and it felt absolutely wonderful.


Rhiannon had really gone all out, food spreading over three entire tables in the Inn’s restaurant.  As hungry as Jack was, he ate slowly and carefully, not used to having a lot on his stomach.   He sat with Ianto on one side, Alice on the other; Steven was being kept busy by Rhiannon’s two children, whom according to Alice Steven had struck up a close friendship with. 

She also explained that Steven knew now that Jack was his grandfather, and not his uncle.  Jack was stunned at the complete about-face Alice had made, but she’d explained that she’d learned quite a bit about him from the other Dragon-Friends and Estelle, and it had given her a perspective that she had not had just from the stories her mother had told.  She admitted that there would be times when they would most likely not see eye-to-eye, but Jack knew that was to be expected.

Ianto told him that he’d asked Toshiko and Kathy to bring Estelle with them when the Great Dragons had called them all to Ddraig Llyn.  Estelle had joined them, and the three of them told Jack of what they’d been up to over the past year.  The day passed quickly as they shared their lives, and while some of what they told him was harrowing, he couldn’t help but simply enjoy the closeness he had between these three who were so dear to him. 

“I think I’m going to stay in Ddraig Llyn for a while,” Estelle admitted, relaxing back into the chair she’d taken after their meal, Moses sprawled out across her lap, purring so loudly Jack could hear him from the sofa he, Ianto, and Alice had claimed. They were relaxing in the Inn’s lounge, everyone else leaving them alone.  “There’s so much I want to learn, and Rhiannon and the Great Dragons have offered to help me.”

It should have surprised Jack more that Estelle had turned out to be some sort of magic user – simply because of his stance about magic actually existing – but for some reason it seemed quite natural for his former lover to be gifted that way.  Estelle had always been close to nature, and that was even without the contact she’d had with the Fairies.  He remembered seeing all the crystals and books she’d had, and felt ashamed that he’d scoffed at her beliefs. 

“Steven and I have a life back in Cardiff,” Alice said.  “I took time off from work when the Air Dragon called me here, and I have the whole of next week before I have to head home.”   She sighed.   “It’s going to feel strange going back to our regular lives, after what happened over the previous year…which hasn’t been a year for anyone else.”

“That’s going to be the hardest,” Ianto agreed.  “Knowing everything we went through, but the rest of the world has no real idea what the Master had done.  As far as anyone else is concerned, Saxon assassinated the American President and was then killed by Winters’ Secret Service Agents.  The Toclafane were just a hoax to get the President here.  At least, that’s the story UNIT is going to put out.”

Jack had approved that story as well before they’d left the Valiant; it made the most sense of what had actually occurred.   “At least our team knows,” he said, taking Ianto’s hand and squeezing it. 

“Everyone but Gwen,” Ianto corrected.

“You’re not going to tell her?”  Estelle asked.

Jack shook his head.  “It’s better this way.  She can still have that innocence, of not knowing what the Master had done to the world.  I don’t want this hell on her conscience; it’s bad enough Ianto, Tosh, and Owen know.”

“And don’t forget about Kathy,” the dragon reminded.  “She might not be Torchwood, but she’s as much family as anyone else…especially now that she and Tosh have gotten together.”

Jack started, knowing that he had to look stupid with his mouth hanging open in shock.   “What?  Our Toshiko and Detective Inspector Swanson?”  He was stunned by that revelation.  It was quite possibly one of the last things he’d expected.

Alice laughed.  “Tosh said you’d be surprised.  But yes, they’re a couple now.”

“Well,” Jack grinned, suddenly very happy for his technician…and for himself, knowing that spark of jealousy that would always rear its head when Ianto and Swanson went out to eat together wouldn’t be there anymore…or it may be, but he could ignore it now.  “If anyone deserves to be happy, it’s Toshiko.”  After her inadvisable infatuation with Owen, and then the events with Mary, it was about time Toshiko found someone who could be good for her.  “I guess this means I need to give Kathy the Talk…”

Alice rolled her eyes.  “Maybe I should have let you do that with Joe.  You might have scared him off.”

“Next time you gain a significant other, send them my way,” Jack teased.  He knew that Alice really didn’t mean it; if he had been around when she’d been dating Joe Carter, and had scared him off, then Steven would never have been born.  And, if there was one thing Jack knew for a fact, was that Alice wouldn’t have traded her son for anything.

They talked all day, and into the night, Jack enjoying the conversation even if some of the events were terrible.  There were laughs though, as Ianto talked about some of the people he and Martha had met, and some of the things they’d seen.  But there was also the horrific mixed in with the good, and Jack shared a bit of what had also happened to him, although some of it had already been known to Alice and Estelle, from the few broadcasts the Master had made.  Still, it helped to talk about it, and by the time Jack was yawning he felt as if a great weight had lifted from him. 

He hoped it would only get better from then on.

The moment Ianto saw the first yawn, he was chivvying Jack up from the sofa, and bidding their family good night.  Jack didn’t argue, instead hugging both Alice and Estelle and promising to talk more tomorrow.  Steven had long ago gone to bed, and Jack’s heart had warmed when the boy had called him ‘Granddad’. 

“Rhiannon had my old cave cleared and stocked with plenty of pillows and blankets,” Ianto explained, tugging Jack gently toward the outside. 

Jack stopped him, wrapping his arms around Ianto tightly.  “There’s nothing I’d like more than to sleep beside you,” he whispered.  It had been a long time since Jack had actually slept, and he was looking forward to simply curling up with his dragon for the night.  He wasn’t even looking for sex; that would come later, but for now he just wanted the intimacy of sleeping with his mate once more.

Ianto stepped out of the embrace, his human form glowing and morphing before Jack’s eyes.  Within seconds he’d climbed back onto the dragon’s back, and they were flying once more over the valley, this time with only the stars and the waxing moon overhead to light their way.   Once again Jack felt incredible freedom, and he whooped with joy as they soared together.  He could feel more than hear the dragon laughing as a rumbling against his legs, and Jack joined in, for once not worried about the wind and throwing his arms out wide, using his knees to keep his grip on Ianto’s sides.

He was free. 





Tosh and Kathy...I'm as surprised as Jack.
Had to have a surprise in there somewhere. *grins*

what a beautiful and meaningful interlude!
Thank you! More soon. :)
I saw the story title, and thought "Oh no, the Lady Dragon* is taking a rest from writing!" And then I saw Chapter One and thought, "Oh, that's okay then."
I've been a lurker, reading your dragon-verse and just thought I ought to say how glad I am that you write these stories.

*Sorry, that's how I think of you in my head - the Lady Dragon, not Milady_Dragon. It's just one of those silly mind-blips. Hope you don't mind.
Nope, not planning on resting anytime in the near future. I love writing too much. *grins*

I'm glad you're enjoying them! And no, I don't mind the name change. Hope you enjoy everything else I write. :)
That was beautiful! I love the idea of Jack and Ianto flying through the night laughing about being free. Exactly what they both needed!
Thanks, hon. Yep, it was exactly what they needed. More up soon...but then, you knew that. *winks*
Brilliant. I got all emotional again - particularly in the first half of it.
Glad you thought so. I'm glad it made you emotional, because then I don't feel bad because it did me when I was writing it. *grins*
I am really happy to see this. It'll be nice for everyone to get a break after the year they've had, particularly Jack.

It's wonderful that Jack and Ianto got a hero's welcome, especially since most of the work they do goes unrecognized. And it's great that Jack has returned with a new perspective on what's truly important in his life.
Jack really needs a break, they all do, you're right. I think it bothered me, Martha making a big deal about everyone knowing the Doctor at the end of that one episode...knowing what Jack had gone through.

Glad you liked it. :)
Great to see another piece of this saga. Beautiful start.
Thanks, glad you liked it. :)
This was wonderful
Thank you! :)

Edited at 2012-03-01 01:59 am (UTC)
I just can't find enough words to tell you what I love about this chapter...Ianto and Alice's banter, Jack's freedom, the love and feeling of belonging and family, All of it!!! A seriously happy time!
Thanks, hon. Glad you liked it. And I find myself really liking Alice. :)
YAY! Jack is FREE! WOHOO! :D
He is! Thanks, glad you liked it. :)
Aww that was so sweet. But the pain, Torture and despair Jack went through will not be forgotten for a while to come yet. Very nice looking forward to the next chapter :)
Thanks! And no, Jack won't forget it for a while, but he does have a chance to heal. Next up soon. :)

Lovely, this is how thing should have gone for Jack after the Year, is very sad that in canon he was never properly appreciate for his effort, I already love this and is only even starting.

I look forward to the next chapter.

Jack should really have had a chance to heal a bit before being tossed back. And yes, there are now people who do appreciate him and remember what he was put through.

More up soon. :)
Freedom is sweet for Jack of all people. Really I don't find Tosh and Kathy to be that strange. They are both people who Ianto has connected with and Ianto sees more than most people, his perception and judge of character is very good.

Loved this chapter! :)
It really is, after everything that's happened. And I'm glad you like Tosh and Kathy, I hadn't planned on it but they kind of demanded it really.

nice interlude. They need it.
Thanks! Yes, they do need it. Glad you liked it!
Aww, that was lovely. That last scene made me cry. :)
Thank you! *hands tissues*