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Myfanwy 2

Knight of Cups - Chapter Seven

Knight of Cups - Chapter Seven
Author: Milady Dragon
Series: Dragon-Verse
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Jack/Ianto; Gwen/Rhys; Jack/Jack (1941)
Warnings: Language, Violence, Angst
Spoilers: Up through S1 E12, "Captain Jack Harkness"
Disclaimer:  I don't own Torchwood, I would have treated it better.
Author's note:  This is the Dragon-Verse version of "Captain Jack Harkness".  As always, dating is taken from fan chronologies, especially from Ianto's Desktop, and the TARDIS Index File. 

A/N2:  This is the last chapter of this particular story.   Next up is The Time Walker's Gambit, the Dragon-Verse version of "End of Days".   Also, while I usually put up a PDF once each story is done, I'm going to wait until the next story is finished and put them both together, since one follows directly onto the other.  

Summary: Jack and Toshiko get taken by the Rift and deposited back in 1941.  Toshiko learns one of Jack's secrets, and sees things begin to fall apart, while Ianto struggles to get them back. 

Knight of Cups - This signifies a man of genuine character who's offering an invitation or proposal, and this card can represent the beginning of romance and falling in love.  The Knight of Cups is full of ideas that can open the heart and make one look at the deepest feelings.




 

21 January 2008

 

By the time Ianto had finished making the coffee, Owen was chatting quite animatedly on his mobile.  The dragon couldn’t help but be happy for him; yes, he’d been certain that Owen had set out to seduce Diane, but his reaction to her leaving – even if he was being influenced – had been heartfelt, if just far too extreme.  Long distance relationships didn’t often work, but he held out hope that, someday, Owen and Diane could at least be good friends.

He set Owen’s coffee down on the desk he was sitting at as he chatted, then headed back to the equations running on Toshiko’s computer.  Yes, everything was checking out, and he wanted to run one simulation before attempting to use them to get Jack and Toshiko back.

The dragon was torn.  On one hand, he wanted to open the Rift just that much to bring them home.  On the other, if someone wanted them to open the Rift in the first place…well, it was just a risk they would have to take.  Plus, they’d apparently already taken it, if the original report was to be believed.

If the diary and the report were to be believed.

He set up the simulation, banishing those thoughts.  He’d talk to Jack when he got back.

“How’s it going?”

Ianto glanced up at Owen.  He looked at peace for the first time in weeks, and he was glad that everything had come out.  They really needed to address what had happened, but they could do that once the entire team was there.

“I’m running a test on the program,” he answered.  “But so far it’s good.”

Owen nodded.  He opened his mouth to say something, then closed it…then opened it once more.  “Look,” he said, sounding almost contrite, “I wanna apologize for all the shit I’ve given you over the last several weeks – “

“No need to apologize,” Ianto said.  “I think we know now that you were influenced in some way.”

“Yeah, but I should have said something before now.”

“I’ll agree with that,” the dragon answered.  “You really should have trusted your team.”

“Yeah, I should have.”

“It’s over now, and we can move on.  Something wanted this team in tatters, and they achieved that.”

“I think we need to find them and kick their fucking arses,” Owen said fiercely.

Ianto grinned.  “I’m with you – “

The terminal made a little chime, signifying that the simulation was done.  Ianto checked it carefully; maybe he was being overly cautious, but with everything that was going on he wasn’t about to take any risks.  “Looks good,” he said.  “I think it’s time to bring our teammates home.”

“Then do it!”

The dragon needed no other encouragement.  He began the program, watching as the equations worked their way through the Rift Manipulator, hoping against hope that everything would work out.  Neither Ianto nor Jack had ever attempted this; not with the little bit of sabotage Torchwood One had done when they’d been forcibly ejected from the Hub after he and Jack had taken over.   But he knew Toshiko would have taken that into consideration, even if she hadn’t really known about the missing key, because she was simply that good.  He vividly remembered her work on the sonic modulator that had landed her in UNIT custody.  She had a natural talent, and Ianto had no doubt that the equations would work.

He could feel it; the build-up of Rift energy signaling an incoming spike.  This time, though, it felt slightly different, less intense than a natural spike.  The program that Toshiko had written was working, it was controlling the spike.

In what seemed like seconds, but was more like minutes, the controlled Rift spike faded, and Ianto sat in his chair, holding his breath for some sign that it had worked.  Had it stayed open long enough?  Had Jack and Toshiko been nearby when the Rift had opened?  And, just when seemed his nerves were going to fray beyond redemption, he got his sign.

“Ianto!” Toshiko’s welcome voice came over the comm.   “We’re back.  We’re okay.”

A huge grin broke over the dragon’s face.  “Tosh!” he exclaimed.  “Welcome home!”

Owen punched the air at the same time, and did a strange little hip wiggling motion that Ianto tried hard not to laugh at.  He was relieved that it had worked, that the two people he cared for most in the world were safe.  It could have been a disaster, even though the records had indicated that the Rift had opened, and that two people had gone into it.  There had still been that bit of uncertainty, and Ianto was so glad everything had turned out all right.

“We’re on our way back to the Hub,” Toshiko went on.  “We should be back shortly.”

Ianto let out a huge sigh of relief.  “I’ll get the coffee on then,” he offered.

“I could use some.  See you soon.”

He thumbed off his comm., turning to Owen.  “Thanks for your help,” he said sincerely.

“No need to thank me, dragon-boy,” the medic shrugged.  “Just doing my job…which it’s about time I started doing again.”

“Welcome back to you, too.”

“It’s good to be back.  Oh, and Diane says ‘hello’.”

“Let’s get this mess cleaned up,” Ianto said, “then I can start the coffee.”

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The coffee was just finishing when the cog door alarm sounded.

Ianto glanced toward the door, in time to see Toshiko hug Owen, and to see Jack striding toward his office.  The dragon frowned; his lover kept his eyes forward, not looking at anyone, and he shut the office door behind him.   He also appeared to be missing his coat.

He looked down at the innocuous-seeming diary that rested on the counter.  He’d pass the coffee out first, then he’d check on Jack.  He felt suddenly very nervous, as if this was their first meeting instead of having seen each other almost every day for over seven years.  Ianto decided he didn’t want his coffee, and poured it down the sink.

Tucking the diary under his arm, Ianto headed out of the kitchen area, mugs for Owen and Toshiko in his hands.  He managed to pass Owen’s off to him before Toshiko was wrapping him into a hug, her arms tightening around him almost painfully.  He could feel the crackling and popping of the Rift energy she’d been saturated in, and it tingled against his skin as if his entire body had fallen asleep.

Ianto embraced her as best he could with one hand full and something under his arm, and he eventually had to ease back when it seemed as if she didn’t want to let go.  He looked at her closely; the expression on her face was one of pitiful gladness, her eyes wide and her lips twitched upward in a watery smile.   “Ianto,” she began, “something happened when we were back in time – “

“I know,” he soothed her, setting her coffee down on her workstation.

Her brows drew together in a frown.  “How could you know?”

The dragon held the diary up.  “This was written by one of the captain’s men,” he answered quietly, trying to hide the pain he was feeling from her.  He wasn’t sure he succeeded.  “Torchwood investigated the sighting back in 1941, and they got their hands on this.  It was how we knew your program would work, because it had already happened.  But…” he cleared his throat.  “Well, I’ll tell you later.  Right now, I need to talk to Jack.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” she said.   “When we were there, Jack…changed.”

Ianto’s heart clenched painfully in his chest.   He simply nodded though, knowing his friend would have guessed how he was feeling.   “Have Owen tell you what happened to him, and I think you’ll find this team has been under some sort of influence for some time.   I’m…not surprised it hit Jack, too.  I’m going to see if I can snap him out of it.”

With those words, Ianto headed up to Jack’s office, making a quick stop for the mug of coffee he’d made his lover.  Butterflies the size of Myfanwy fluttered in his stomach, and his heart began beating even harder than before. 

Jack had to be under whatever influence Owen had been.  That was the only explanation for what had happened. 

Ianto couldn’t accept otherwise.

He knocked on the door, then let himself in as he usually did.  Jack was seated at his desk, working at his computer, a look of concentration on his face.  He didn’t even acknowledge Ianto’s presence; he simply kept working, his fingers tapping across his keyboard in an almost frantic fashion.  Rift energy sparkled around him, itching Ianto’s senses.

Ianto cleared his throat.  That seemed to get Jack’s attention, and he looked up, frowning.  “I do hope there’s a reason for this interruption?”  he practically growled.

The dragon wasn’t used to that sort of reaction to his presence, but he let it slide.  He took into consideration that something had been at work within the team, and that what he’d read in the diary had something to do with it.  He needed to get all this out in the open, like he had with Owen.  Then, perhaps, they could work on figuring out who – or what – had been behind it all.

He set the coffee down on Jack’s desk, and his lover looked at it in disdain.  “I’m not really in the mood for coffee,” Jack said, turning back to his work.

If Ianto had needed any proof that Jack wasn’t acting normally, that would have been it.   “If you’re not interested in coffee,” Ianto replied, “then perhaps you can tell me what happened while you and Tosh were in 1941?”

Jack simply shrugged.  “Nothing much,” he answered dismissively. 

“So you meeting the real Captain Harkness wasn’t much?” Ianto pressed.

Jack sighed, pushing back from his computer.  “What do you want from me, Ianto?  To admit that I met the man, and that I kissed him? I can certainly do that, if it makes you feel better.”

Ianto felt ill, but continued on.  “Jack, you kiss others like most people shake hands.  No, that’s not what I meant at all.”

“Then perhaps you meant for me to admit that I fell in love with him?”  Jack asked snidely. 

The dragon felt like he’d been punched in the chest, but at the same time he grew incredibly angry.  “Oh, is that what you call it?” he demanded.  “Do you know what I call it?”

Jack made a dismissive gesture, his eyes narrowed. 

“I call it betraying a good man by ‘outing’ him in front of a roomful of people, during a time when homosexuality was illegal!”  He held out up the diary.  “This was written by one of the captain’s men, and it came into Torchwood hands after the man died.  It details yours and Toshiko’s visit to the past, and how the two of you vanished into a flash of light.  However, it also tells what really happened to Captain Harkness after you kissed him.” 

Jack rolled his eyes.  “I know what happened to him; he was killed in action.  He died a hero.”

Ianto couldn’t believe how cavalier Jack was being about an innocent life.  This wasn’t like him at all, and he had to wonder just how far the influence went.  “No, Jack.  That’s what the official records say, the ones you changed when you took his identity; how his men wanted him to be remembered.”   He couldn’t believe how angry he was.  It didn’t seem that anything he was saying was getting through to Jack at all. 

He leaned forward, slamming the diary down onto the blotter.  “After your rather touching goodbye to the captain, there were several spectators who wanted to report the captain right away.  It was his men who managed to talk them out of it, mainly because they noticed that he was acting out of character.   They knew him you see…they knew he had a girlfriend, and that he would never act like a lovesick fool over another man.  So they got him out of there, and took him back to the officers’ quarters.”

Ianto stared Jack right in the eye, not liking what he was seeing in those blue depths.  He continued on with what he’d read in the diary, needing to finish this confrontation and try to bring Jack to his senses.  “However, the next day, Captain Harkness seemed distracted and unsure of himself.  He apologized to his men for what had happened, swearing that he didn’t know what had come over him.  His men believed him, and were perfectly willing to blame you for it…which, of course, they had every right to do, since it was your kiss that caused all the ruckus in the first place.”   Ianto didn’t even bother keeping the anger and condemnation from his voice.   

“They went on the mission as scheduled.  But over the channel their captain’s plane suddenly took a nose dive right into the ocean.  He didn’t even try to bail out.  His men knew at once what had happened, and when they got back to the base they made up the story about the German planes in order to make certain their captain went down as a hero…and not a suicide.”

Ianto leaned forward even farther, planting both hands on the desktop.  ‘This was the man you professed to love, Jack…to escape the shame, he killed himself.   You might as well have murdered him yourself, with your selfish actions.”  He was angry, but his chest ached as he realized this was it; this was the third time that this man would break his heart, unless he could somehow break him out of whatever control he was under.

But his words didn’t seem to be getting through to Jack at all.   He looked blatantly unrepentant.  “I only kissed him,” he answered.  “It was his decision to kill himself.  And yes, I did love him, and it showed me that what I feel for you isn’t love at all, but simply an infatuation.  You need to deal with it and move on.”

Ianto wondered if this was how a heart attack felt.  He could barely breathe.  “If this is how you show you love someone,” he managed to whisper, “then I’d hate to see how you treat the people you hate.”

It wasn’t working.  Jack wasn’t seeing that he’d been acting wrongly, that what he’d done, while it hadn’t been evil, it had been stupid and negligent and it had gotten an innocent man killed.

No, Jack was simply sitting there, looking relaxed, as if he didn’t have a care in the world.  He wasn’t even mourning the man whose death he’d been in part responsible for.    No remorse; no denial.

Ianto couldn’t take it anymore.

He turned and left the office, walking past Toshiko and Owen, and heading out of the cog door.  He had to get out of there; he to get away from a Jack Harkness who wasn’t acting like the Jack he knew and loved. 

He had to get out.

 

 




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Oh dear I had a feeling and this matches my own views of the events. But now what will Ianto do? And why is Jack being a complete prat.
It's bad, that's for sure.

What Ianto does...will be revealed in the next story. Jack is being this way for a reason, and it'll be up to the team to find out what that is.

Thanks!
Would shooting Jack make him better? Better as returning to reality from whatever land he's visiting...

I really liked the hug between Tosh and Owen too.
Hm...I'm sure shooting Jack will come up as a cure at some point, knowing Owen. *winks*

Thanks!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sorry...
you. are. KILLING ME. HOMG. *cries*
I'm sorry... :(
Oh dear....FIX IT!!!
Trust me....
Excellent!

Heart is breaking for Ianto, and seriously want to knock some sense into Jack, though the way he's acting right now I doubt it would do much good !
Thanks!

No, smacking Jack at the moment really wouldn't help. Sorry...
Huh! I can't believe you left it there! (Well, actually I can believe it and it is a great cliffhanger, oly i wih you hadn't 'cause then i'd already know what happened next. I'm going to stop babbling so you can stop reading and get busy on the "what happened next.")
Great update!
Thanks! Of course I had to leave it there, to make sure you came back for the next part! :)
Wow! Jack is really being an ass. Can't wait to see how they manage to snap him out of it. Poor Ianto is definitely getting the brunt of Jack's nastiness.
He really is, isn't he? It's not over yet, sorry to say...
Uh-oh! Methinks that Bilius just got what he wanted. BTW I find your rendition of the Real Jack and his actions much more realistic and believable than those in the episode - which I found to be highly odd.

***SPOILERS***
I don't know if you watched Miracle Day but the last moments really annoyed the business out of me. IN the previous seasons Ianto died, and Tosh died and Owen died twice, and we are told by RTD that it is because the job of Torchwood is so dangerous and that has to be shown. So what do they do in Miralce Day... Jack's blood = immortality that behaves like an STD. Grrrrr. Why didn't they do that with Ianto?!
***END SPOILERS***

I really enjoyed this chapter and am looking forward to the next. :)
Thanks! Glad you thought so. I just couldn't see that kiss happening without some sort of consequences.

I did see Miracle Day, and I'm as mad as you are about it. Oh, if you haven't read this, you should:

http://totally4ryo.livejournal.com/176110.html

It's a great piece of bad fic by someone who feels the same...
Oh this hurts so bad! :( I do hope Ianto doesn't give up. Tosh needs to talk to him and tell him what happened with her so they can work on a solution. If that doesn't work, maybe shooting Jack would work.
It is bad, I'm sorry. :(

Everyone seems to want to shoot Jack...
I keep telling myself that Jack is under some sort of influence, but I still really want to slap him. My heart is breaking for Ianto.

I'm glad that Owen is feeling better, and I rather like those moments of friendship between him and Ianto.

Looking forward to the next part.
We'll see just what's up with Jack soon, so please hold off slapping him. It's bad though, but it will get better.

Thanks! More up soon.
Heart breaking , i felt my heart breaking for Ianto.
I know, it's bad now but we'll see how things all turn out. :)
OMG Ianto...poor dragon. I'm glad he has Tosh to help him.
Jack is so out of it..no help at all.
Ianto does, and we'll see in the next story what she does to help. And you're right, Jack is completely out of it.

Oh my god. My heart just shattered in the confines of my chest. I actually have a lump in my throat. I hate the callous way he treated Ianto. I hate it. I actually hate him. I've been looking for a good bit of Jack bashing for a while, and this is honestly the best one I've found yet because it's so perfectly him. You've got the character down pat and you're not brushing over the consequences like RTD did. It's breathtaking (and not in a bad way). Ianto took it very well. Well, not well like that. Like I respect how he responded. No kicking, screaming, moaning and bitching. I respect that. Despite all his hurt. Your version of what *actually* happened is SO much more realistic than the tv verson. GOD. WHAT DID HE THINK WAS GOING TO HAPPEN? *slaps jack*
I honestly cannot wait for more (and I know I always say that, but it's always true).
Lots of Love,
Lady Merlin
I really did hate doing that, but we'll see how it turns out in the next story. I try not to write my Ianto as a woobie, so I'm glad his response worked for you. As for events in the past...yeah, they would never have let the real Jack off like that. There had to have been some consequences to what happened.

Thanks! More up soon. :)
My heart aches for Ianto. How awful this must be for him, external influence or no. Somehow, the thought of shooting Jack to snap him out of it seems all too tempting at the moment! :)
I know, and it seems like everyone wants to shoot Jack. Please hold off on the violence until the team figures out what's going on. :)
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