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February 2019



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Myfanwy 2

Gypsies of the Rift - Chapter Two

Gypsies of the Rift - Chapter Two
Author: Milady  Dragon
Series: Dragon-Verse
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Jack/Ianto; Gwen/Owen, Owen/Diane
Warnings: Language, Violence, Suicidal Situations
Spoilers: Up through S1 E10, "Out of Time"
Disclaimer:  I don't own Torchwood, I would have treated it better.
Author's note:  This is the Dragon-Verse version of "Out of Time".   As usual, the dating for this was taken from several fan-made timelines and the TARDIS Index File.  The information on the de Havilland Dragon Rapide (yes, that was the actual plane in the show, I didn't make this up!) came from a sudden spurt of Google-Fu and the ever helpful TARDIS Index File. 

Summary:  Three victims of the Rift come through from 1953, and it's up to the team to help them fit into the current year.  Jack and Ianto find themselves sympathizing with John Ellis, and they take it upon themselves to help get integrated into his new time.


18 December 2007


It took no time at all for Ianto to arrange for the Sky Gypsy to be moved and stored in a spare hangar. 

He put the charges on the Torchwood accounts, assuring the airfield’s owner that no, he didn’t want to sell what was a near-pristine vintage aircraft, then dismissed the workers who’d gotten the plane settled.  Once he was alone, Ianto pulled the scanner he’d taken from the SUV and began going over every inch of the plane, relaying the readings he was getting back to Toshiko at the Hub. 

“I’m getting your signal,” Toshiko said through his comm.  “They’re really from 1953 then?”

“Afraid so,” he answered, leaving the plane’s tiny cockpit where he’d begun taking readings, and retreating to the passenger section.  “We’ll need to put the usual protocol into effect.”

“I’ll get the templates set up for the new I.D.’s, then get started on backgrounds.”

“Thanks, Tosh.  Could you call our usual hostel?  I don’t know how long they’re going to need housing, and if it’s a while before we can get them off on their own then I’ll need to set them up in one of the safe houses.”  Torchwood had several houses and flats around Cardiff, some of them occupied, others not.  Ianto would want to find out their reluctant guest’s preferences before even thinking about preparing a place for them to stay, and then he’d have to get it ready. 

“No problem.”

“You’re a star, Tosh.”

She chuckled.  “I bet you say that to all your dragon-friends.”

Ianto smiled.  “Nope, only the ones named Toshiko Sato.”  Another thought came to him.  “Oh, one more thing…Jack and I are keeping our relationship on the quiet until we can figure out how our new guests will react…”  He had to admit it would be a bit hard; he and Jack had gotten used to the little looks and touches that they’d gained since they’d officially gotten together. 

“Makes sense.  Okay, I won’t be surprised if the pair of you suddenly go all professional on me.”

 Ianto knew he could count on Toshiko.  “Let me finish up here, and then I’ll head back.”

 “See ya.”

The dragon signed off, finishing up with his scans then leaving the hangar, making sure the door was closed behind him.  He pocketed the key, making a mental note to give it to Diane when he saw her. 

It was better to call a cab than fly back to the Hub.  Usually Ianto didn’t take air traffic control into consideration, since he flew well below radar and there was little chance he’d be picked up over the skies of Cardiff.  But, being so close to even the small control tower for the private airfield he decided it wasn’t worth it to take a chance.  Besides, he didn’t want to have to Retcon their entire shift in case they got curious about the dragon-shaped radar signal they could possibly pick up.

It gave him time to think about their new arrivals.  Especially John Ellis.

He was certain Jack was right:  Ellis was going to be the one who would have the most difficulty in adapting.  While they hadn’t had all that many people come through the Rift unscathed, from experience it was usually the older ones who had trouble.  Ianto didn’t worry about Emma Cowell or Diane Holmes – being women, chances were they’d enjoy the freedoms women had in this time and would make the most of the opportunities presented them.  They were also young enough to take things in stride, and Ianto didn’t think there would be any issues getting them settled into their new lives. 

But John Ellis…yes, they’d have to watch him.  But between himself and Jack, Ianto felt they might be able to help him.  If worse came to it, then there was always Flat Holm, but neither wanted to go to that option.  Ellis wouldn’t really belong there, if he was only having issues with adapting.

They’d have to play it by ear, and see just how the man took everything.


By the time he arrived back at the Hub, most of the inevitable doubts had been allayed.  Ianto made his way to the boardroom, and as he approached he could hear Ellis speaking.

“ – about us,” he was saying, “What happened to everyone else?  Our families?”

That was a standard question, and one that Toshiko would have begun to handle.  He swung into the room, eying the tableau before him: pictures were spread all over the table, and Ianto recognized several of them: photos of Cardiff’s development, various celebrations, and some blueprints that, once he got closer, looked to be of airplanes. 

Gwen was sitting next to Emma, a folder in her hand.  Ianto knew what was in it; a part of him wasn’t so sure Gwen was the one to share such delicate information with the young woman, but even he had to admit the ex-PC did care…if a bit too much.  Besides, wasn’t it training for the police to be able to pass along distressing news?

Owen and Diane were huddled together, and he thought he caught Owen asking her if she had a boyfriend.  Ianto rolled his eyes.  Of course Owen would ask that sort of thing.  

John Ellis was standing behind Toshiko, who was working at her laptop.  Ianto joined them, and saw that she was running a search for the man’s family. 

“My son,” Ellis said.  “Alan Ellis.  He was born on the 6th of April, 1937, 14 Park Place, Grangetown.  He might still be alive.”

“The archives in the 50’s weren’t that well documented,” Ianto answered softly.  “But we’ll keep trying.  Won’t we, Tosh?”

Toshiko nodded.  “If it’s there, I’ll find it.”

“But tomorrow,” Jack interrupted, from where he stood at the front of the room.  “Right now, you need to get some rest.”

“Good idea,” Ianto agreed.  “We have a place set up for you temporarily, then we’ll see after something permanent in a couple of days.”

“Ianto,” Jack said, “you and Toshiko keep getting their new identification ready.  Gwen and I will make sure our guests get to the hostel and get settled in.  Owen, make sure everything is fine on their physicals.”

The dragon nodded.  He really wanted to get the basics set up for their guests by tomorrow, so they’d at least have money to see to their needs.   The sooner things were set, the sooner they could get started on their new lives.


The cog door had barely closed when Toshiko was rounding on Ianto.  “So…what do you think?”

The dragon sat down at his station, starting his work on the I.D.’s the three new residents would need.  “Think about what?” he asked, even though he had a feeling he knew exactly what she was talking about.

“Don’t play stupid with me, Ianto Jones!”

Ianto couldn’t help but smirk as he brought up his database of usable names.  “No, I play stupid with Owen, because he believes it since he has an intimate familiarity with that state.”

“Oi!” the medic shouted from the autopsy bay.  “I heard that, Dragon Boy!”

Toshiko snorted.  “What’s your impression of our three Rift-ugies?”

Ianto’s eyebrows shot up.  “Rift-ugies?”

“Hey, it works!  But you’re avoiding my question.”

“No, I’m not.”  He sighed, leaning back in his chair.  “I’m not sure what to think yet.  It’s going to be hard on all of them, but I think John will be the most affected.”

Toshiko nodded.  “That’s the impression I got as well.”  She got up from her own workstation and came to lean against Ianto’s desk, staring down at him.  “And did you notice Owen’s already sniffing around Diane?” she murmured, low enough not to travel to the working medic.

“I did, yes.”  Ianto didn’t approve of it, and he didn’t bother to hide his feelings from his friend.

“How can he sink so low?” she whispered urgently.  “Diane just suffered a shock and has lost everything she’s ever known, and he’s already moving in on her.  How can he even think about playing into that vulnerability?  And I don’t care if she’s a hotshot pilot who’s busted some world records, you can’t go through what those three have and not be affected.”

Ianto, though, could see Owen trying it on with Diane very easily.  After all, this was the man who used an alien pheromone spray to go out on the pull, and who’d entered into an ill-advised affair with Gwen even knowing that she has a live-in boyfriend.  No, the dragon knew it was very much in Owen’s character to attempt to seduce Diane despite what had happened to her.

He didn’t want to say as much to Toshiko; Ianto was well aware of his friend’s crush on the medic, although recently there seemed to be an ending to it, after her experience with the Arkateenian pendant.  He certainly hoped she’d seen just what sort of person Owen Harper was, and although he was a damned good medic he wasn’t the best human being. 

Ianto still considered him a friend, though.  He’d served his punishment over the pheromone spray, and had sworn it would never happen again.  Both Ianto and Jack had believed him.  But that didn’t mean that Owen was going to slow down his sexual escapades.  

Ianto thought it horribly ironic that, the most promiscuous person in the Hub was the one to give Jack grief over his own exploits.

“All we can do is keep an eye on them,” he told her.  “I don’t like it any more than you do, but there’s no evidence that he’s actually going to try anything…at this point.  I’ll talk to Jack and see what we come up with.”

Toshiko nodded.  “Maybe I’m blowing it out of proportion – “

“And maybe you’re not.  I’m just glad you felt you could talk to me about it.”

“A part of me feels like a tattletale,” Toshiko sighed.  “But I don’t want anyone hurt.”

“You and me both, Tosh.” 


“There you are.”

Ianto didn’t even have time to set foot into the house before he was being engulfed in a patented Jack Harkness bear hug.   The dragon returned it, glad that Jack was here. 

Eventually, he pulled back.  “How’d it go with our guests?” he asked, heading into the kitchen to get something to drink. 

Jack followed him.  “They’re settled in,” he said, leaning against the refrigerator.  Ianto was used to him watching as he made coffee, and kept his eyes on his work.  “According to Gwen, Emma had a bit of a breakdown, but that’s expected.  Of them all, if seems like Diane is handling it the best at the moment.”

“And John?” the dragon pulled two mugs down from the cupboard.

Jack sighed.  “He really wants to find what’s left of his family.  I’m dreading it if there isn’t anything left.  I get the feeling that’s what he’s holding out for.”

Ianto nodded, watching the coffee brew.  Both he and Jack had experience with losing your family, and John would need a lot of support if that were the case.  ‘We’ve got the I.D.’s done.  Tosh did some research on our new friends, and set them up with backgrounds that are close to what they’ve already done.  I also want to set Diane up with an updated pilots’ license, but at the moment she doesn’t know anything about current planes.  Would you be willing to show her around a modern set-up?”

Jack nodded.  “I have a buddy who might be able to get her time on a training simulator.   It would depend on what sort of planes she wants to fly.”

“Are you familiar with what she flew in with?”

“Oh yeah.  De Havillands were real workhorses…and would it surprise you to know that that type of plane was a Dragon Rapide?”

 Ianto laughed.  “You’re kidding.”

“Nope.  Although when they were impressed into the British Air Force they were renamed the Dominie.  They had a Gypsy Queen engine…which is probably where she got the name from.   I’ve never personally flown one, but I’ve seen them up close.”

He should have known Jack would have that information.  There really wasn’t much about aircraft that Jack didn’t know; he’d even been consulted on UNIT’s air carrier, Valiant.  “So maybe a license to pilot classic aircraft?”

“That might work.  But I don’t want to talk about business anymore.” 

Ianto suddenly found himself with a warm Jack Harkness plastered against his back.  He didn’t even bother to hide his grin.  “The coffee is almost done.”  He’d meant to talk to Jack about Owen, but if his lover was in this sort of mood…it could wait.

“Screw the coffee,” Jack growled, burrowing his mouth past Ianto’s collar and stroking his tongue against his all-too sensitive human skin.

Ianto couldn’t help but shiver.   “So you’d rather screw the coffee than me?” he murmured.  “I think I’m jealous.”

“Turn off the damned machine and take me to bed,” Jack ordered. 

Ianto was more than willing to obey.



Wow! Thank you for reading, I'm so glad you liked it!

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