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A Stitch in Time - Chapter Five

A Stitch in Time - Chapter Five
Author: Milady Dragon
Series: Dragon-Verse
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Jack/Ianto, Toshiko/Kathy, one-sided Tommy/Toshiko
Warnings: Language
Spoilers: Both series up to S2, E3, "To the Last Man" and a small mention of the audio book, "Department X""
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, I would have treated it better.
Author's note: Here's the Dragon-Verse version of "To the Last Man".  As always dating was taken from a couple of fan-made timelines, especially Ianto's Desktop, and facts of the episode from the TARDIS Wiki.  Also, in the actual episode, it says it takes place on the 20th, on a Friday.  However, the only day that falls on in 2008 is in September, so I jiggered the date just a little.

A/N2: Hey, everyone!  Sorry this has taken so long, but hopefully my posting schedule will settle down a little bit now that I've gotten several projects out of the way, including a story for The Doctor Who Project for their upcoming Season 39.  I wrote one for their Season 37, and it was fun.  So now I'm just waiting to get it back from the editor.

SummaryIt's the time of year when Tommy Brockless, the frozen World War One soldier, is awakened for one day.  Only this time, things will be very different.





18 July 2008

In silent agreement, Jack, Ianto, and Owen all decided to let Tommy choose what he wanted to do.

The young soldier chose to just walk around first, wanting to see what had changed since he’d been awakened last year. Jack couldn’t blame him; he and Ianto were both well aware of how quickly the world around a person could change just like that, and they were seeing it every day. Tommy, though…just how jarring was it to witness such wholesale differences in what would have felt like a single day?

The four men had lunch at their local, and then Tommy asked about films that were playing. They ended up watching some superhero movie starring that guy from Independence Day … what could Jack say? He got a laugh out of most alien incursion movies, and could recall many of them, especially when he’d watched them at home with Ianto who got a kick out of his critiques on the aliens’ various invasion techniques and uses of technology in said plans.

He did actually enjoy the big hero speech by the president in Independence Day, although the man had really needed a hero coat to pull it off to perfection. It really was his one and only nitpick of that particular scene. Ianto had simply rolled his eyes at Jack’s assertion, while Jack decided that mentioning Ianto’s opinions on the movie Dragonheart simply wasn’t worth getting banned to the sofa.

The movie wasn’t too bad in the beginning but Jack felt it lacked toward the end. They had to shush Owen a couple of times during it, his sarcastic asides drawing the attention of the few who had managed to sneak off during the work day and catch the movie. The last thing Jack wanted was for them to get kicked out, not when it seemed as if Tommy was enjoying himself.

It was hard though, sitting next to Ianto and not being able to hold his hand. Even in the darkness of the cinema, they couldn’t risk Tommy catching them. He did, though, often brush Ianto’s fingers in his quest for more popcorn.

If they happened to reach into the bucket at the same time, well…

After the movie, Tommy decided he wanted to go shopping for something to leave Toshiko when he went back to his own time. As much as he was enjoying his day out, Jack could tell that he was missing Toshiko and was wishing that she had come home from her ‘family business’. Although he didn’t mention it, Jack knew that Tommy was thinking that Jack should have ordered her back, but there was no way he would even consider doing it. Toshiko needed this time away, to be with Kathy and her lover’s family, to rest and recharge from that Year. They might have been stuck in the valley during everything that went on, but it had still been stressful, and if she hadn’t requested the time off then Jack would have insisted, and he knew Ianto felt the same.

Both of them were very protective of their team. Not that they would actually say anything to Owen about it, knowing how the acerbic doctor would react. It made Jack want to laugh.

They ended up at Cardiff Mall. Tommy had apparently never been taken to a mall before, and it took all three of them to get him to move once they’d stepped inside. Jack could understand, coming from that same time as the young man did, and knowing that such excess wasn’t the norm during wartime. Just one more style of culture shock.

Jack had no idea what was going to happen tomorrow, but he knew it was a good thing that Tommy would be going back. Honestly, he wasn’t sure why the young soldier had coped as well as he seemed to be doing.

Tommy eventually found what he was looking for, so the men retired to a pub for dinner, and then several friendly yet cutthroat rounds of pool. Apparently Tommy was a bit of a shark, and he bashfully admitted that Toshiko had taught him the last time he’d been awake.

Toshiko had had three years – three Tommy-days – to get to know him, and it had meant a lot to him that someone had cared enough to show him the things that he’d been missing. Jack was proud of his technician, but at the same time he could see just why Tommy had fallen for her so quickly. He felt guilty for not doing more in the years before Toshiko had joined his team, even though he knew he’d done what he could.

It was later that evening that they left the pub, Tommy a bit tipsy and leaning heavily on Owen, who complained but didn’t seem to really mind.

“We’ll need to get a cab to get back to the Hub,” Ianto said, smiling slightly as Tommy threw an arm around Owen’s shoulders, grinning somewhat manically.

“There’s no rule that says he needs to go back, is there?” Owen asked, propping the young soldier up.

“What did you have in mind?” Jack inquired.

“Let me take him back to my place,” the medic answered. “Let his last night in the future be away from the place that he’d been held for so long.”

“Why Owen,” Ianto teased, “I didn’t know you were so sentimental.”

Owen rolled his eyes. “I just wanna get the money back he won off me at the pool table, and to do that he gets a crash course on my Playstation.”

Tommy stared at Owen. “I wanna learn the Playstation…whatever that is.”

“See? He’s a glutton for punishment.”

Jack could see beyond Owen’s bluster, and knew this was more for Tommy than anyone else. Personally, he was glad of it, knowing that Tommy deserved a bit of freedom. “Sure, go ahead. Just be back at the Hub by 0630.”

“Bloody hell,” Owen groused. “That’s too fucking early, Harkness. Some of us actually like to sleep.”

Jack didn’t say anything, he just quirked an eyebrow in Owen’s direction. The medic sighed, sounding put upon, and wrangled his guest toward the nearest cab. “See ya at o’dark thirty, then.”

Jack watched as Owen and Tommy got into their cab, and it drive away. “All right,” he said, turning back to his lover, “just what did you have to do with that?”

Ianto managed to look completely innocent. “I don’t know what you mean.”

“So you’re following Owen into the mens’ wasn’t to convince him to take Tommy off for the night?”

The innocent look morphed into one that said Ianto was pleased with himself. “It’s not fair that Tommy have to spend the night in the Hub,” he pointed out. “Owen just happened to agree with me, which is of course why I had to tease him about it.”

“Of course.” Jack turned on his heel and headed back toward the Hub; they were within easy walking distance and the weather was fine. “And certainly it had nothing to do with the fact that we haven’t had much alone time all day and you were looking for any excuse.”

“Nothing whatsoever.” Ianto matched his stride, reaching out and taking Jack’s hand in his.

A warm glow bloomed in Jack’s chest. “I didn’t think so.” He squeezed the dragon’s hand in response.

They only garnered a couple of stares as they strolled along, but Jack didn’t care. This century was still so very backward, but he knew that, not that far into the future, that things would change, and he could wait for it as long as Ianto was beside him.

“So,” Ianto murmured, “this time tomorrow, Tommy will be back in his own time.”

“Yes, he will.” It was for the best, even if Jack had no idea what was going to happen to the soldier once he got there.

“Would you go back to yours, if you could?”

Jack was surprised by the question. “Why, would you miss me?” He tried to joke, to play it off, but there was something in Ianto’s voice…something he didn’t really want to identify.

“Yep,” the dragon answered simply, holding Jack’s hand a little tighter, as if he were afraid Jack would pull away.

Jack wouldn’t, and he couldn’t let Ianto doubt that. “I left home a long time ago,” he admitted, glancing over at his mate. “There were times I didn’t even know where I belonged, but then that doesn’t really matter anymore.”

“You…you don’t get lonely?”

“I won’t lie…there were times when yes, I did. But going home wouldn’t change that. Besides, being here…I’ve seen things I’ve never dreamed I’d see. I’ve met people I never would have met if I’d just stayed where I was…including a certain dragon of my acquaintance. And I wouldn’t change that for the world.”

Jack felt he couldn’t have been more honest if he’d tried. Yes, finding himself in the far past and immortal had been a shock, and he’d been angry and scared and terribly lonely, but that had all changed when he’d met Ianto on the side of that mountain, singing a song of mourning for his own lost people. Both of them hurting and alone.

They’d never be alone again, as long as they were together.

Ianto suddenly tugged Jack to the side and into the mouth of an alley. He didn’t go far; just enough to push Jack up against the bricks and kiss him.

Jack would never get tired of kissing Ianto. He pulled the dragon closer, hands on his mate’s human hips, fitting their bodies together like the interlocking pieces of a puzzle. Ianto’s hands cupped Jack’s face, his lips moving against Jack’s, teasing his mouth open and darting his tongue within, slowly and possessively claiming Jack as his own once more.

Jack adored it when Ianto was possessive.

He couldn’t help but moan when Ianto finally pulled away, his eyes faded into their dragon aspect and his pupils blown. “We need to get back to the Hub,” he whispered, “or else I’m going to strip you right here and make love to you and risk scarring some poor constable for life when we get arrested for public lewd behaviour.”

Jack laughed breathlessly. “Goddess, yes. Take me back to the Hub.” The Hub was closer than their home, and he found he couldn’t wait that long to have his dragon’s hands on him.

Ianto took a step back, and Jack couldn’t help but notice just how wrecked he looked. His eyes changed back to human, and Jack missed seeing them as they naturally were.

Ianto grabbed onto Jack’s hand once more, and both men left the relative shelter of the alley and made their way toward the Hub, the dragon leading the way. Jack easily kept up, his heart racing more than it properly should at the exertion.

There were times when Jack just didn’t understand why Ianto had chosen him, but at that moment he didn’t question it. Ianto had, and was with him for the long haul – and for them, that meant thousands if not millions of years – and that was the only important thing.

Jack wasn’t even aware when they got to the Plass; he was so focused on his mate that he simply hadn’t paid attention to his surroundings. They took the lift down into the Hub proper, and then Ianto was tugging him toward his office, where he still had a bunk under the floor. “We aren’t going to your hoard room?” he asked, confused but not fighting the pull on his hand.

“I want to touch you with my human hands,” Ianto answered, his voice rough with need.

Jack wasn’t about to argue.

He loved Ianto’s true form; loved touching the silk-hard scales and stroking his mate toward ecstasy. It was one of the reasons he’d had special toys made, because nothing quite made Jack orgasm so fast as to see the dragon come undone under his hands and mouth and knowing that he’d been able to do that so easily.

But there were times when Jack needed Ianto’s human body against his, with his higher-than-normal body heat and his talented fingers and his oh-so responsive and sensitive skin. He needed to feel Ianto moving within him, on top of him, covering him as if he were protecting Jack from the outside world.

They hadn’t used his bunker since Jack had moved into Ianto’s house, but he knew for a fact that the dragon had kept it clean. Ianto had to release Jack’s hand in order to unlock the hatch, but once it was up, he turned and met Jack’s gaze, his irises and pupils once more dragon-shaped.

He moved into Jack’s personal space, so close Jack could feel his heat even through his coat. Ianto raised his hands and slid the greatcoat from Jack’s shoulders, tossing it with unerring aim onto the sofa that sat against the far wall.

Jack stood still and let Ianto do whatever he wanted, his heart racing and his breathing sharp in the silent space. Nimble fingers undressed Jack slowly, stroking down newly-revealed skin; he couldn’t stop the gooseflesh from forming in the path of those touches, and his nipples hardened practically on their own.

Ianto’s gaze was concentrated on what he was doing, as if he were memorising every inch of Jack’s body. He couldn’t help but shiver under the strength of that regard, knowing that those exotic eyes and soft touches were only for him; they would only ever be for him.

The quiet singing suddenly filled the office, and while Jack had no clue what the song meant, he could hear the love and devotion within the rumbled words. What that singing did to him…Jack wasn’t even certain he could have called it a kink, because that was the farthest thing from his mind. He didn’t sing every time, and when Ianto did it was special, it meant something to the dragon that went above and beyond the physical bonds between them.

Jack wondered if he could come just from the song alone.

Once Jack was undressed, Ianto kept touching him, and he felt as if he was being cherished as something special and unique and completely loved. The song wrapped around them both, and as much as Jack wanted to kiss him he didn’t want the singing to stop.

He was so aroused by the time Ianto stepped back and began removing his clothes that it was impossible for him to stand there and simply watch. He helped Ianto remove his clothing, as careful with the suit as Ianto had been with Jack’s very skin. Nothing was said as both of them descended to Jack’s bunk, the dragon pushing him onto his back and his slightly heavier body holding him down as he began another, very gentle, exploration of Jack’s body, this time using his mouth as well as hands to bring Jack closer and closer to climax.

The song might have died away, but somehow it still thrummed within Jack’s bones, and he arched up until his mate’s touch, moaning softly as the caresses continued down his chest, across his stomach, and into the crease where his legs joined to his waist. Hot breath blew across the head of his cock, and Jack had to hold on, not to orgasm yet, not until Ianto was inside him.

He wanted to beg for it, to beg for release, but the very atmosphere they were creating between them prevented him from breaking the silence that had grown up in this, their personal space.

Jack lost himself to Ianto’s touch, spiraling upward into the unheard song that still sang within him. His very skin was becoming sensitised to his mate’s attentions, and Jack gladly gave up the last of his coherent thought.

He wasn’t even aware that he was singing until Ianto’s finger breached him.

Jack didn’t know where the song was coming from, but he let it, needing his mate’s touch too much to care. Fingers prepared him, and he opened his legs to his lover, letting Ianto do whatever he wanted to him.

When Ianto’s overheated cock pressed inside, Jack practically lunged off the bunk, wrapping his arms around his mate and pulling him tight against his chest, even as Ianto began to thrust.

Another song joined his, and the unknown words spiraled between them. Jack’s consciousness followed, going higher and higher, and a small part of himself wondered if this was what the mating flight felt like; this loss of control, this power that had him in its grasp as he rose to meet his mate in orgasm.

The song faded as Jack came back to himself, to look up at Ianto. There was such a look of tenderness on his mate’s face that Jack found himself smiling softly. He reached up and ran his fingers along one cheek, the skin familiarly over-warm and soft under his touch. “I hope you never doubt how much I love you,” he whispered, hesitant to break the silence between them.

“I won’t,” Ianto assured him, equally as quiet.

He pressed his lips against Jack’s, almost chaste compared to what had just occurred between them. Jack ran his hand through his mate’s sweat-dampened hair, holding him in place for just a short while longer.

“We should shut down the Hub and head home,” Ianto sighed. He sat up slowly, while his eyes faded back to their human blue. “We can continue this once we get there.”

Jack didn’t want to move, but he did see the sense of it. They would have a busy day tomorrow, and it would be easier for his mate to relax in their own nest than there at the Hub, even if they went down to the hoard room.

They rose slowly, using the tiny shower in the bunker to get cleaned up enough before re-dressing. Ianto was finished first, and by the time Jack was done his mate had gone back up into the office above.   He tossed his used towel onto the rumpled camp bed next to the one Ianto had to have discarded, and then climbed the ladder and emerged into his office.

He was slightly surprised to see that Ianto hadn’t begun dressing yet; instead, his mate was standing next to Jack’s desk, a sheaf of papers in his hand and a frown on his face.

“What is it?” Jack asked, concerned. He joined Ianto by the desk, noticing in that moment that the time-sealed box containing the information on Tommy had opened.

“I must have been too distracted to notice whatever Rift spike had caused the box to open,” the dragon answered, sounding very unsure.

Ianto’s tone was ringing every internal alarm Jack had. “What is it?”

“It’s our orders regarding Tommy,” his mate said, looking up from his perusal of the papers.

“What’s wrong?” Jack stepped even closer, cupping Ianto’s elbow with his hand in an attempt to support him.

Ianto didn’t say anything. He handed the papers to Jack, who rifled through them quickly. Everything seemed in order…

Until he reached the last page.

“What the hell?” he gasped, realising then why Ianto was so confused.

It was a near-perfect sketch of the dragon.



Chapter Six



Comments

LOL. I was just rereading this story this morning and wondering when a new chapter would be posted.

This was such a beautiful installment! The emotions between the two near the end were perfect.
Think and ye shall receive. *winks*

Thank you! I;m glad you liked it. :)
Wonderful update - love the twist at the end.
Thanks! More soon. *grins*
Uh-Oh! Me thinks that things are happening. I really love how you have maintained the intense and tender moment between Ianto and Jack that was in the episode. It was when we could see how close and intimate the two of them were. However in your story they have had that for much longer and more obvious, I think you have maintained that same intention. I am really looking forward to how this will resolve itself. :)
Things really are happening, and I have more stuff to come.

Thanks, I like to write the boys this close, so I'm glad it all comes across so well. I don't want to get too sappy, but I love them being tender to each other. I'm really happy it works.

More up soon. :)
Nice twist! Ianto is his helper, not Tosh! I LOVE IT!!
Thanks! Glad you liked that. *grins* I do love my twists. :)
Ah yes, because Ianto is going with him instead of Tosh. Fascinating twist. XD
Not only is Ianto going, but he's in dragon form! Gerald and Harriet are going (were) so surprised. *grins*

Now of course, coming up is just how and why Ianto is the dragon back in the past... :)
I can't tell you how much i love this dragonverse. Love it when these two get together like in this chapter and how close and how much they love oneanother. Interesting how the dragon picture was in the box, looking forward to the next chapter :)
Thank you so much! I'm really glad you like it.

Oh, I do hope you like what happens next. :)
I really love your stories! I have been reading them for a while and I don't comment like I should. I found Torchwood by watching Doctor Who. I only watched a few episodes and stupid me started reading Torchwood fanfiction. Stopped watching the show after that so as far as my canon goes everyone is still alive.

That is one of the many reasons I like your Dragon stories. You're telling the whole series and as there are no fanfics about this episode I really have no idea what's going to happen! Looking forward to reading the rest of it.

Thank you for all of you hardwork!
Thank you! I'm just glad you like my stories enough to read, the comment is bonus! *grins*

So what I'm writing is new to you? Wow. Oh, that's no pressure at all. LOL!

Thanks so much for reading, and I hope you keep enjoying. :)
Oooooh, this is interesting. I'm guessing that Ianto was seen by the old Torchwood operatives in one of the crossovers of the two times. I'm guessing that Ianto will be instrumental in getting Tommy to fix the breach. After that, I think that will be up in the air as to what happens to Tommy. It was sad when you thought about how he would be executed in the program for "desertion" due to shell shock, but I'm a bit of a realist; you can't have happy endings all the time. At least he will be remembered by people who know the truth.

I'm glad that the boys had a nice time together once Owen took Tommy home for the night.
Thanks! Yep, Ianto was seen back in the past, which means Torchwood knew about dragons long before Jack had met him. What that means, we'll see.

As for Tommy and the breach...well, I will only say I hope what happens will be a surprise. Because, you know I love surprising people. *grins*

Can't wait to see more. I love this story-verse. :)I look forward to seeing how this 'episode' turns out ^_^
Thank you! There will be more, but real life is getting in the way. Stay tuned! :)
WHA...???
Yep! :D
I'm sorry I took so long.
I really love your story with dragons and I wanted to represent Ianto and Jack.
If you want to see the result : http://black59.livejournal.com/3296.html

Tommy had a good time despite the absence of Tosh. Ianto is a good conspirator. this is a very hot moment, tender and moving!
argh! Ianto is replacing Tosh! and under the form of Dragon??
That's fine! I'm glad you enjoyed it though.

These are fantastic! I love them! *grins*